Chapter 2300
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"So what if I'm the one who killed her?" Luo Qingchen gave a cold laugh and said, "You couldn't even kill me when you were a human, not to mention you're just an ugly ghost now."
"Xiu, xiu, xiu." In an instant, the entire memorial hall began to shake.
Luo Qingchen's goal was to anger Feng Ling Er and she had succeeded.
Green smoke filled the surroundings as a withered hand came out of the coffin.
Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes. She wasn't afraid at all, she was just a bit disgusted.
"Ghosts killing people, it's natural."
As soon as Feng Ling Er's voice fell, Luo Qingchen felt a strong pressure.
She moved very quickly, reaching out a dark hand to take her life.
Luo Qingchen stood there, not moving at all.
She was waiting, using danger to wait for that youth to appear.
Until Feng Ling Er charged in front of her.
She felt her body become light as she fell into a warm embrace.
[Ding, affection has increased by ten. Mission completion rate is now 60%.]
How long ….. he hadn't hugged her.
Actually he missed her hug more than anyone else. He missed her scent, he missed her clear as water eyes!
But as a Destiny Master, there were times when he couldn't do as he pleased.
It was because he knew too much that he wasn't qualified to approach her.
But he never thought ….. that she would come to this dangerous place alone in the middle of the night.
Didn't she already guess that Feng Ling Er had turned into a ghost?
Why, why did she still come?
Luo Qingchen didn't turn around, but that familiar embrace made her know that the person protecting her was Mo Ye.
"It seems like my risk was worth it!" Luo Qingchen proudly pursed her lips. She turned around and said, "You still appeared."
"What are you doing!" He knit his brows and felt a chill run down his back. He said in a reproachful voice, "Don't you know it's very dangerous!"
He never thought that she would put herself in this kind of dangerous situation because of him …..
"Mo Ye, Mo Ye, Mo Ye ….." When Feng Ling Er heard his voice, her sharp voice became soft.
Although it still sounded very uncomfortable, he could feel that she was using all her emotions to call out these two words.
"It's me." But Mo Ye's voice was very, very cold.
It was even colder than this memorial hall filled with ghosts.
"Why did you save her? Look at me ….. Look what I've become ….." Feng Ling Er raised her hand and touched her face. Then she said through gritted teeth, "It's all her, it's me who deserved to die. Mo Ye, take revenge for me, take revenge for me — "
Feng Ling 'er was very agitated, and the temperature in the entire manor had dropped below zero.
Luo Qingchen knit her brows and prepared to fight at any time.
"What reason does she have to kill you!" Mo Ye narrowed his cold eyes and said, "There's no deep hatred between you two."
"How can there be no —" Feng Ling Er roared, "She's jealous of me! She's jealous that you treat me well, jealous that you make wine for me, jealous that you love me but not her! Mo Ye, don't be fooled by her. "
"She never needs to be jealous that I make wine for you." Mo Ye looked coldly at Feng Ling Er and said, "Because it's not ordinary wine."
"What?" Feng Ling Er was stunned. Her eyes fell and revealed a trace of fear.
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