Chapter 1769
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Jin Rong Feng just looked at him and didn't take a step back, but he also didn't dare take a step forward.
After a few seconds, he gave a self deprecating laugh as he looked up, "Du Jiu Sheng, you can't be this biased. Although she is your disciple, she deserves to die. "
Luo Qingchen heard this and felt her heart jump into her throat, as it kept beating.
If Jin Rong Feng wasn't lying, didn't that mean that the previous host was his disciple six hundred years ago?
Du Jiu Sheng's expression didn't change at all because of Jin Rong Feng's words, it was just as cold as before.
It seemed that no one could see any emotion in his dark and deep eyes.
Only he knew that his heart had unknowingly skipped a beat, and it was very strong.
"The Hell Messenger summons the undead, Jin Rong Feng died in the year 225 of the Shang Dynasty, his head separated from his body." Du Jiu Sheng changed the topic and coldly looked at him, "You should return to hell."
"It's a pity … …" He covered his mouth and his eyes narrowed into crescents. There was an enchanting smile on his lips as he looked at him, "You can't take me away."
"As long as the Life and Death Token comes down, there's no need for me to take you away. There will be no undead like you in this world and you will lose your name in the book of hell. You won't be able to reincarnate and can only stay in the mortal world until your soul scatters." Du Jiu Sheng's voice was very cold, so cold that there was a layer of frost over everything in the room.
Jin Rong Feng gritted his teeth and said with a sad look, "Why did you protect her? Didn't you regret it six hundred years ago? Why did you appear again today? "
Luo Qingchen took a deep breath. Seeing Jin Rong Feng's excited look, her heart couldn't help trembling.
Perhaps the things that happened six hundred years ago were more complicated than she thought.
But Du Jiu Sheng wasn't interested in his words at all. He narrowed his cold eyes as he looked at Jin Rong Feng, "It seems like you really want to scatter."
As soon as his voice fell, Du Jiu Sheng's Netherworld Ring released a faint blue light. After a few seconds, the blue light became stronger and stronger as it attacked Jin Rong Feng.
Jin Rongfeng was taken aback. His eyes flashed with extreme desolation. He felt pain in his heart as he took Du Jiu Sheng's blue light.
However, he did not turn into ashes. Instead, he laughed maniacally.
Du Jiu Sheng narrowed his eyes and put his right hand in front of Luo Qingchen, completely protecting her.
The moment his Love Tribulation appeared, he didn't even have the slightest thought or hesitation. He directly rushed towards Luo Qingchen.
He didn't know why he was like this. He only knew that it was indeed a tribulation. But for some reason, he felt … anticipation.
"I use the 58 undead of the Jin Clan to curse you for eternity. You will die a horrible death and fall into a cycle of despair for all eternity." Jin Rongfeng looked at Luo Qingchen and uttered a vicious curse word by word.
It was a six-hundred-year-old vengeful spirit that had accumulated all the anger in the world and used fifty-eight undead to cast the curse …
"Damn!" Du Jiu Sheng turned around and took her in his embrace.
Black resentment surrounded them and entered her body bit by bit. Du Jiu Sheng knit his brows. There was a faint blue light around her right hand, but it couldn't stop this curse.
There were fragments that kept flashing in his eyes, fragments from ancient times.
A young girl in a snow white robe dancing. Occasionally chasing butterflies, occasionally smiling … …
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