"There is!" In the next second, Luo Qingchen slightly blinked and almost blurted out, "Murong Hanxuan."
Of course, this answer was her answer for the original owner!
"Oh." He replied coldly, his azure eyes seeming a little dim.
In an instant, Luo Qingchen chuckled and said, "But, that was a long, long time ago."
"What about now?" His eyebrows slightly moved, his tone carrying a questioning tone.
At this moment, his heart really wanted to know the answer.
"You … …" She looked at his eyes, from a chaotic dim to a faint Liguang, she then continued, "Guess!"
"Da — —" Murong Ming almost didn't hesitate to raise his right hand, lightly flicking between her eyebrows and said, "Guess my ass!"
As soon as his voice fell, he walked towards the side room without looking back.
She only felt a stuffy feeling in her heart, there was a kind of unhappiness that spontaneously arose.
She couldn't explain it clearly, she couldn't understand it. It was as if she had always wanted to hear an answer in her heart, but at the most crucial moment, there was a big reversal.
When Luo Qingchen heard this, she muttered while following him, "You're a ghost yourself, you don't even need to guess. If you guess correctly, you'll know the answer! "
After returning to the side room, Luo Qingchen only felt that the room was full of people … …
No, it was a room full of ghosts!
Murong Ming placed the glass crystal with a blue light in the middle of the table, all the ghosts watched as a drop of tear fell down.
Ning 'er happily said, "Young master, Lou' er found the male ghost!"
"Found it, it might not be a ghost." Murong Ming's eyebrows slightly moved, "It has already been a hundred years, maybe he has already reincarnated."
"No, he's still a ghost!" A ghost broke through the window, with a light tear in the corner of her eyes.
Lou 'er rubbed her eyes and said, "Now, we only need Sister Jasmine and the girl's tears, then we can open the life and death arena."
"Life and death arena?" Luo Qingchen frowned and said, "There really is such a place … …"
Previously, Murong Ming had always said, "A hundred years in the Asura Arena, one leap from the life and death arena."
She always thought that he was just lamenting his loneliness for hundreds of years, but she didn't know … …
"Of course." Lou 'er pursed her lips and said, "As long as we open the Life and Death Ring, Young Master will be able to release the seal that he suffered during his battle with the Ten Thousand Year Blood Corpse! Now, the seal of the blood corpse is about to be broken, and Young Master … "
"Ten-thousand-year-old blood corpse?" She raised her eyes. She looked at him with some confusion and said, "You really have a lot of secrets."
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At the same time, in the Wu people's resort.
Shaman Zhu stood on the astrology platform and looked at the dark red sky with a frown.
"Wu people, if that person really came out of the Imperial Mausoleum, then only it can deal with him." An elder at the side stroked his white hair and said, "Otherwise, our Wu people …"
"Do you think we can control it?" Wu Zhu stared at the sky and bitterly smiled. "Although that seal was set by us Wu people, it is already very weak. It can break the seal at any time …"
"But after all, we are the ones who saved it!" The elder stood at the side and said unyieldingly.
"But we are also the ones who imprisoned it for nearly ten thousand years." Wu Zhu sighed and said, "Fine, fine! It's fate! "
She slowly turned around and walked towards the inner room.
If it wasn't for her daughter forcing herself to do something against the heavens, at least Mu Anguo, at least the Wu people would have hundreds or even thousands of years of peace.
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