Chapter 973 Ghost Marriage Bride: Substitute Sacrifice (51)

As soon as the words fell, Murong Ming's cold eyes narrowed, and An Hun's body was emitting a dark red light.

The light circle shrank little by little, pinching her tightly in it.

"Ghost... Ghost King..." She pressed her neck, her eyes seemed to pop out.

All ghosts know that if you die in Wangui City, then you will never have the chance to go to Yama Palace and will not get any public trial.

Murong Ming treated An Hun in an almost extremely cruel way, and also told everyone the status of Luo Qingchen in her mind.

No one can match her, including himself.

With a "bang", An Hun was easily destroyed in front of her.

He used his absolute power to do what he thought was the right thing to do.

Because Meng Yuan could not catch up with the reincarnation tonight, Murong Ming changed her birthday and let her stay in Wangui City for another night.

Dong'er boiled a pot of wine, a unique wine in Wangui City, which can be drunk by both humans and ghosts.

Meng Yuan was very excited because the person sitting opposite her was Murong Ming, and the two people beside her were a bright light that warmed her dark life.

"This glass of wine is for my male god!" She slowly raised the glass, handed the crushed blue lily to her and said, "Thank you for what you said to me on the Naihe Bridge."

At that time, Murong Ming had just experienced the grief of the life and death stage. After returning to the underworld, he saw Meng Yuan for the first time, shook his right hand and knew her previous life.

At that time, when he walked across the Naihe Bridge, he said to him: "Everyone has a different identity, maybe your sister also envies you."

It was because of this sentence that Murong Ming showed her her sister's thoughts.

Her sister has been weak and sick since she was a child, because her strength absorbed the nutrients that her sister deserved, so this birth was an unfair weight.

The sister wanted to be like her sister, running around outside when she was happy, eating the food she liked, and chasing after the people she liked...

But reality gave the weak and sick sister a naked blow, her body was too poor. Almost every day, she could only stay at home. She would be out of breath if she walked a few more steps.

When she saw a gentle scholar coming to find Meng Yuan to play, her heart felt like it was being pulled together.

She had her parents' care in every way, but she didn't have the love of others.

There is gain and loss in this world, and the cycle of cause and effect is just like this.

Murong Ming nodded and drank the wine glass in his hand.

Meng Yuan smiled, very happy. She poured herself another glass of wine, looked at Luo Qingchen and said, "This glass of wine is for Sister Qingchen. Thank you for letting me know that as a woman, you can also be very strong. The heart must be strong enough to no longer bow down in front of the enemy!"

Her appearance changed her deep-rooted thoughts, cowardly, afraid, and vulnerable.

One day in the future, she hopes that she can be reincarnated into a person like Luo Qingchen. Go for what you want, don't be afraid, don't retreat.

Luo Qingchen's eyebrows moved slightly, and he was about to pick up the wine glass. Murong Ming took it without hesitation, drank it all, and said: "She is not a ghost after all, try not to drink."

"Haha——" Meng Yuan seemed a little drunk, she squinted her eyes and smiled sweetly: "Meng Yuan has never seen the ghost king dote on someone so much, really... I envy you."

"Meng Yuan, you drank too much——" Luo Qingchen looked at her tears that slipped down unconsciously, and suddenly felt a little sad.

A sixteen-year-old girl, who had never received love, had never enjoyed love.