Ghost Wedding at Midnight: My Adorable Ghost Husband

And the most painful thing for a person is to bury and bury the person who is closest to the most important person without any hesitation.

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Su family corpse.

The vast world, the red dust.

At that time, he was standing on that desolate land like this. The posture of the teenager was like a tower, bearing the weight that he could not bear at his age.

Everything looks like a nightmare.

At this moment, Tianzhengfu Jun, who caused a normal tragedy, sneered.

Nangongfu Jun is in layout.

Only the wind and rain of the underworld shook, and there was him broken, shaky.

"Longevity spirit family, can't they be opened since then?"

He murmured, as if remembering the magnificence of the memories in his memory, a trance-like expression appeared on his desperate face.

"she was……"

"Young Master, Princess Yuling is no longer."

Said carefully.

Yuling, is it gone? All of a sudden, heavier despair, almost defeated the teenager's fragile nerve again.

But he could not fall.

"Is there nothing?"

For a long time, the boy asked sadly and desperately.

"No, when his subordinates arrived, they only saw the princess's body fragments, so they had to ask the young master, what should they do?"

The young man thought for a moment, said.

"Let's bury it together in a corpse."

"Yes..." The man responded, and it seemed that he could not bear to see the little master haggardly, trying to continue: "However, if you want to enter the eternal life world, there is still a partial way, which is the spirit of the spirit. The string of jade beads, and the stone reading monument, but this method, the second son should be the most clear."

"What about Su Yue?"

"After the catastrophe, he disappeared."

"Let him go, I believe he will not forget who he is, and, after I leave, Moyu beads string, and Shi Nian stele, if you can collect it, try to collect it as much as possible..."

"Young Master still can't let go..."

"Oh, stars, how about letting go?"

Xingchen looked at his young master distressedly, obviously it was a young and frivolous age, but at the moment he was covered with dust and was no longer in the past.

For a moment, the stars seemed to have made up their minds.

Tao: "If the young master is gone, his subordinates will live and die, even if he can't help the young master to achieve a great cause, he is willing to saddle for the young master."

The scene changes again.

Nangongfu Jun said lowly: "Boy, if you still believe in this Jun, go with peace of mind. I believe that one day you will still come back from the robbery. I will believe that everything will have a new situation. ."

The teenager smiled coldly.

"In the new situation, will the Changsheng Realm return to its original state? Yuling, will he return to life?"

Nangongfu Jun lost his smile dumbfounded: "Although laughing at this time is a bit unkind, but whoever speaks clearly about the reincarnation of Heavenly Dao, but all you hope for, we still need to work together to achieve it."

"Then I have other choices than to believe you?"

"No."

"Okay, I would like to dissipate my soul and go to the world to go to hell, but you have to promise me that in the days when I left, the underworld must also be the underworld. It will only be an enemy."

The boy said cruelly.

"Hahaha, if he is really the son of Jun Youming, he will settle the accounts like him, but I have lost money, not to mention, this matter was originally due to my temporary profile, it will cause today's bitter fruit, this bitter fruit, I wish Swallow, you can go with peace of mind, but you remember, in the secular world, I am not knowing you, you are not knowing me, everything depends on yourself, do not deprive you of your nature in reincarnation."

"I know."

In a word, his soul burst into heaven and earth in an instant, perhaps, all this has already reached the edge of his hard support, when the soul burst.

The sword blade originally held in his hand.

A moment of mourning sounds, cut through the void, with a master soul of the master, and fell into the world of earth forever.

Time seems to have passed a long time.

The colors of heaven and earth are constantly changing.

On the corpse ground of the Su family, knee-length grass grows continuously, and withering day after day and year after year, it seems that after a hundred years and thousands of years, until one day, a white robe and elegant man slowly walked in Corpse.

He seems to come to say something.

But accidentally found a piece of dead wood in the mud of the corpse.

For a while, the dead wood that was hit by the sky thunder in the big disaster of that year was originally dead. It should have been slowly decaying with the years, but it was not decaying.

But in a place like a corpse, slowly rest and recuperate. Finally, in a windy and beautiful spring, the dead wood actually gave birth to a small tender bud.

And the buds soon grew into a green willow branch.

It was reborn.

In this place full of despair and destruction, unexpected rebirth, what a powerful idea can it support the vitality.

But they do not know.

Just when this dead tree gave birth to the first sprout, the overall situation was quietly started. It was a blessing or a curse. No one could have predicted it.

The only thing that can be expected is that this time the outcome will not be too bad.

Then I saw in a trance that the willow branch turned into a white-haired man. He sat gracefully under the green willow and said lightly: "My previous name was forgotten, I was born again from the willow tree , I have always felt that I should be surnamed Liu. As for the first name, I don’t have one. Let’s take one for me."

"Liu, Liufeng light."

I whispered gently, but suddenly recovered my dream from my dream eyes, and opened my eyes, only to find that the environment around me was no longer a dark abyss.

It's a dark room with gorgeous decoration.

Intuition tells me.

This is the Underworld, it should be Jun Ye's room, but when I came back, when I lay on his bed, I didn’t remember anything.

Then I sat up and looked at the room layout a little bit.

I don’t know. I thought it was an old-fashioned room. There was a dull smell everywhere. Only a retro crystal mirror not far away looked good.

I walked subconsciously as if to look at what I was in awkwardness now.

But when I walked to the mirror.

What was reflected in the mirror was not my appearance, but Rong Qi's pale face. He also looked at me and asked, "Wake up?"

"Why are you in the mirror?"

I was taken aback.

"Come in."

Unexpectedly, he stretched out a hand towards me. So, on the crystal surface like a wave of water, a man's hand was stretched out immediately, and I held it gently.

Suddenly he was pulled into the space in the mirror.

I think this should be the real room of Jun 凉 Ye, but now the owner of this room is not Jun 凉 Ye’s, but his reincarnation, Rong Qi’s.

After entering the world in the mirror.

I just discovered that the space inside is not very large, but there is a huge pool, like a bath, but the bath water is cold.

"Hanyin Water."

I immediately recognized the origin of the water.

I just knew that Hanyin water seemed to be very expensive in the underworld. People drink it in small sips, but Rong Qi now uses Hanyin water as bath water.

"Hey, is it a ruin?"

I glanced at Rong Qi and found that he was leaning against the edge of the pool water. His body was pale and abnormal, and a small piece of Wuqing appeared under his eyes. It looked like a corpse.

It's a bit like what he did when he fell asleep because of Zuo's backlash.

The difference is that he is conscious now.

However, it is also obvious that this time the Black Demon Abyss, Rong Qi was seriously injured, even the most basic appearance is unwilling to maintain.

"How are you?"

I ask.

Rong Qi opened his eyes and glanced at me, leaning against the damp cold water and reaching out to me: "Come here, you don't know."

Although Rong Qi has no expression.

In this dimly lit space, it still seemed a little weird, but I always felt that he seemed to be a little bit badhearted, but anyway.

I have experienced so much with him, remembering the past... I was about to sigh a bit, and the position of my wrist suddenly hit a great force.

I was caught off guard and planted cold and Yin water at one end, but it was not choked. I realized that this is the underworld, and we have no entity.

He is a ghost, and I am a spirit.

Cold water is not a complete liquid for us.

After I was dragged into the water, I was hugged tightly from above by Rong Qi. He kissed my lips, his hands kept walking on my gauze.

But with such a kung fu, I actually gave him a good look.

Under the clear cold and cloudy water, I was almost frankly opposed to him. The tangled limbs, the hot kisses, and the warm soothing caused both of our hearts to tremble.

"Rong Qi, don't..."

I hurriedly touched myself, slightly bulging belly, and now I am a child with children, but can not let him mess up.

Rong Qi also seemed to know the size, hugged me tightly in the water, and a big hand was constantly swimming in my abdomen.

a long time.

a long time.

As if the backlog of emotions was too much, he finally smirked and attached to my shoulders, arms folded, wishing to rub me into his soul.

But I was afraid that it would hurt me, and I must not be careful.

"Miaomiao."

"Ok."

"I really didn't expect..."

Rong Qi's voice was full of lament, and there were many and many lucks and joys. Before I was lethargic, he must have suppressed these emotions.

Just wait for me to wake up and share with me, smirking.

"You actually concealed me... My father actually came back, I always thought that he had lied to me..."

Hearing him say this.

I also hugged him tightly, feeling some distressed kisses to his cold smiley lips, jaws, and his trembling neck due to excitement.

In fact, no matter what he experienced, what he has now, it seems that whether it is Jun Ye or Rong Qi, their memories should be left.

At the end of the catastrophe, on the corpse ground, the hopeless and helpless young soul.

And we won't know until a long time.

The origin of all this is how fortunate and difficult.

The most difficult thing in the world is nothing but death, and welcome the dead wood and spring.

Come back to life.

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