Chapter 962 Ghost Marriage Bride: Substitute Sacrifice (40)

In a flash, Luo Qingchen was about to raise the exquisite ring to fight the blood corpse to the death.

Murong Ming pulled her behind him, with blue and red light all over her body, and a black mark torn between her eyebrows.

The ancient and mysterious mark...

He held the death sickle in his right hand, his eyes were as cold as water, but the hands that held her tightly were trembling slightly.

Whether it is a human or a ghost, once there is a weakness. Fighting for life, there will be worries.

"Murong Ming, the grudge of seven hundred years should be resolved." The blood corpse turned into a red light again, gathering the blood and corruption power of heaven and earth, and attacked in the direction of Murong Ming.

In an instant, Murong Ming's cold eyes narrowed and he went up to meet the light.

Countless blue and red lights streaked across the blood-red sky like meteors, and the air around him suddenly dropped, filled with a bloody breath.

Until the blood drops fell from the sky, the blue-red light suddenly became blue, and the red light disappeared.

The blood corpse's crazy laughter could be vaguely heard in the sky: "Hahaha, you thought I lost. But you know very well who is the loser..."

Then there was a huge sound, and the soul of the ten thousand year old blood corpse was scattered in the sky of endless blood drops.

Luo Qingchen didn't know how Murong Ming did it, but he knew that his face was pale, but his left hand was quietly holding him, and his eyes were staring deeply at the life and death stage.

"Let's go back quickly..." He spoke slowly, with a slight tremor in his tone. He took her hand and returned to the original path, but he didn't know that it was too late for everything-

The soul fragments of the ten thousand year old blood corpse were attached to the life and death stage. In less than a few seconds, a huge lightning struck from the sky.

The whole 'Nai' was hit by lightning and instantly broke into two halves.

The life and death stage seemed to be awakened, with the mark between Murong Ming's eyebrows flickering, and the madness blew in waves.

And such a terrible gale brings terrible suction, and the target of the suction is one——

Luo Qingchen.

Murong Ming's eyes trembled, and almost at this moment he hugged Luo Qingchen tightly in his arms, and his voice trembled beside her ear: "Please, don't..."

Seal, calamity, the most important person.

How ridiculous, he should have known that everything was destined.

From the moment she appeared, from the moment he didn't want to resist her at all.

He should have known that the world, hell, and the life and death stage would not let him go so easily.

Only then could his lonely heart for a hundred years let go of his most important person.

"I seem to know why you have never given me a good impression..." Her eyebrows moved slightly, with a faint stream of light in her eyes, but there was an indescribable warmth in her heart.

It turned out that he didn't fall in love with her, but he didn't dare to fall in love with her.

"Don't be afraid, I will accompany you." He leaned his head against her neck, and cold tears fell drop by drop.

He didn't want her to die. He would rather be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell and never get up, than to let her die.

"A hundred years of Shura Field, a leap into the life and death stage." She pursed her lips and playfully teased in his ear: "So this is the fate of being a sacrifice!"

"But...but my bride!" Murong Ming hugged her tightly, and the suction of the life and death stage became stronger and stronger.

He shouted almost hoarsely, but he never thought that these few words would make her burst into tears at this moment.

Yeah, she seems to be really his bride...