Chapter 2299 Love that Spans a Thousand Years (43)

"So that's how it is--" He smiled bitterly, his tone somewhat helpless. But thinking that there was someone silently protecting her, he felt relieved.

In fact, he was such a person, he liked her, liked to accompany her silently, and liked to see her happy.

This might be the most important thing for her, but if there was someone who could protect her better than him, it might be a happy thing for him.

"But why didn't he show up?" Luo Qingchen pursed his lips, his eyes trembling slightly as he murmured, "Isn't 50% of favorability enough for him to show up?"

"What... favorability?"

"Nothing." Luo Qingchen shook his head and said, "I have a way to make him show up."

That night, Luo Qingchen made full preparations and planned to force Mo Ye to show up.

Midnight, Yizhuang.

For the underworld, the night is the heaviest. And Yizhuang is a place where ghosts and dead spirits gather all year round.

Feng Ling'er will definitely live here.

She brought three candles, placed them on the southeast sides, and the remaining one was in her hand.

There is a folk rumor that people light candles and ghosts blow out the lights.

As long as the candle goes out, it proves that there are ghosts around.

Who is Mo Ye? He has been by her side for so long, protecting her safety, but he didn't let her know.

That proves that only by being in the most dangerous place can he show up.

Yizhuang.

It was dark all around. It was cold and damp all year round, and the air was filled with a foul smell.

It seemed that the sound of dripping water could still be heard around, sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes near and sometimes far.

The candle in her hand could only light up a faint candlelight. Every step she took inside, it seemed that the candlelight dimmed a little.

Until now, at the center of Yizhuang, a gust of cold wind blew, and the two candles on the ground quickly went out.

Only the one in her hand could barely hold out a faint light.

The candle fire made a "crackling" sound, and there were also bursts of clear wailing.

She looked in the direction of the sound, and a black and bloody flesh was next to the coffin not far away.

Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes, and the exquisite ring on her right ring finger was ready to be summoned at any time.

She wanted Mo Ye to show up, but that didn't mean she would joke with her own life.

The male protagonist hadn't succeeded in the strategy yet, how could she die!

She half-squinted her eyes and looked at the extremely ugly Feng Ling'er and said, "Looking at it this way, you still look better when you are a human. The most ghost is really... too ugly-"

"Shut up-" The terrifying figure fighting not far away trembled, and roared in an ethereal and desolate voice: "You are not qualified to talk to me like this."

She looked even more terrifying when she was angry. The two beads fell halfway, and dark red blood dripped out of her mouth.

"Oh? I'm a human, you're just a homeless ghost." Luo Qingchen shrugged and said provocatively: "You couldn't beat me when you were a human, let alone now you're just a ghost."

"Ahhhhh--" She looked up to the sky and howled: "You are you, and you are the one who killed me!"

She died, and died so painfully. The feeling of watching every inch of her body melt into blood.

She wanted to call for help, but she couldn't speak, and she couldn't stand up, so she could only crawl step by step.

She crawled very slowly, but the blood flowed very fast.

She was in great pain, and this kind of death was the greatest torture in the world.

Therefore, at the moment of death, her soul was filled with resentment and turned into a fierce ghost.

In her opinion, the person who killed her must be Luo Qingchen, and it couldn't be anyone else!