Chapter 929
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"Weren't you sent here by the Murong family to be my bride?" He lazily leaned against his ice coffin and raised his eyebrows, "Now even sacrifices have the right to speak?"
His deep eyes were filled with a cold light as he looked at the girl in front of him. She didn't wear a wedding dress, but rather a moon white brocade dress. She looked ….. a bit good!
"That ….. It's different now!" She slightly touched her ear and said, "The times are changing and the people's living standards have improved! Sacrifices also have personalities! "
That person who had been separated from the world for seven hundred years, even if she blindly fooled him, he probably wouldn't see through her! After all, he was the great male lead, so he wouldn't kill her!
It was probably because she knew that the other side was the male lead and was a handsome man that the fear in her heart decreased by half.
"What you say seems to make sense." His eyebrows raised, "Unfortunately, I don't believe you."
… …
"Believe it or not!" Luo Qingchen rolled her eyes and said, "But how did you know that I was sent here as your bride! Haven't you never seen a sacrifice before? "
Logically speaking, in these seven hundred years, she should be the only one who came up here. How would he know about sacrifices?
"Ghost, Tong Yin." He copied her movements and his slender fingers tapped on the ice coffin as he said, "They can't come up because I set up a barrier. When I'm bored, I'll go down to take a look."
"… …" Luo Qingchen felt that talking to a ghost was a bit tiring!
"So, why didn't you reincarnate!" She frowned and asked, "Could it be that you still care about your descendants?"
"Descendants?" Murong Ming's cold eyes narrowed as he said, "I can't wait for them to be destroyed and die quickly."
When this was said, Luo Qing Chen was filled with fear. Could it be that this so called founding emperor had some secret that no one knew!
"It seems like it's a very long story?"
"It's not long." Murong Ming's eyebrows slightly moved as he said, "My slag brother framed him and then he died."
"Ah?" Luo Qingchen was confused by this short story.
Even if this story wasn't long, it shouldn't be this short!
"How did you die?" She blinked her eyes and asked in confusion, "If you're dead, why don't you reincarnate and stay here as a wandering ghost?"
"Five Horses Dismemberment!" Murong Ming casually shrugged his shoulders, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he said, "Little sister, do you really think that this Imperial Mausoleum was built to commemorate me?"
Luo Qingchen looked at him in disbelief. Everyone thought that after Murong Ming abdicated, he enjoyed his old age and was finally buried in an independent imperial mausoleum.
Little did they know that the truth was worlds apart from the rumors …
She spent an hour listening to Murong Ming's narration. It turned out that it wasn't only the good-for-nothing Eldest Miss who had trash sisters and trash sisters.
The struggle for imperial power was even more terrifying.
After Murong Ming unified the Six Nations and ascended to the throne for less than five years, the various forces of the previous dynasty rose.
Among them, the most terrifying was his younger brother, Murong Bei, because he never thought that his half-brother would be the one who sent him to his death.
At that time, Murong Bei and the Wu people joined forces and used a kind of blood sacrifice witchcraft to hide his appearance. Murong Bei became a prisoner on death row and was brutally dismembered in front of his subjects!
The Wu people knew that the blood sacrifice was against the heavens and such a person would definitely become a ghost. Therefore, they told Murong Bei at that time that his body must be pieced together and buried in an independent imperial mausoleum.
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