As soon as his voice fell, Murong Ming narrowed his cold eyes and there was a dark red glow that surrounded An Hun.
The light slowly became smaller, as it pressed her in the center.
“Ghost…..Ghost king…..” She held her neck and her eyes almost seemed like they would pop out.
All the ghosts knew that if you died in Ten Thousand Ghost City, you wouldn’t have a chance to go to the Yama’s Palace and receive a trial.
Murong Ming treating An Hun with this cruel method told everyone Luo Qing Chen’s position in his heart.No one could match her, even he himself couldn’t match her.
With a ‘peng’ sound, An Hun was turned to ashes in front of her.
He used his absolute power, doing what he felt was the most correct.
Meng Yuan couldn’t catch tonight’s reincarnation, so Murong Ming changed her birthday and allowed her to stay the night.
Dong’er brought out a pot of wine. It was a special wine of Ten Thousand Ghost City which humans and ghosts could drink.
Meng Yuan was very excited because the one in front of her was Murong Ming and the two by her side were the light that warmed her dark life.
“This cup is for my male god!” She slowly raised her wine cup and handed him the trampled blue lily, “Thank you for what you said to me on the Regret Bridge.”At that time, Murong Ming had just experienced the pain of the life and death stage. He saw Meng Yuan when he returned to the underworld and learned her past with a wave of his right hand.
He walked past on the Regret Bridge and said, “People have different identities, perhaps your little sister also envied you.”
It was because of this that Murong Ming showed her her little sister’s thoughts.
Her little sister had been weak since she was young because her nutrients had been taken by her sister, so she was born with an unnatural weight.
The little sister wanted to be like the big sister, happily running outside and eating whatever she wanted. If she had someone she liked, she could chase after them…..
But the weak body of reality dealt a strong blow to the little sister, her body was too weak. She had to stay home every day and would run out of breath just taking more than two steps.
When she saw the gentle scholar coming to find Meng Yuan, she would feel uncomfortable when she saw them together.
She had the love of her parents, but she didn’t have the love of others.
There were gains and losses in this world, it was the cycle of cause and effect.
Murong Ming nodded and drank the wine in his hand.
Meng Yuan revealed a very happy smile. She poured another cup and looked at Luo Qing Chen, “This cup is for big sister Qing Chen. Thank you for letting me know that a woman can also be powerful. If one’s heart is strong enough, you can never lower your head to the enemy!”
Her appearance had changed her deeply rooted thoughts, her cowardice, her fear, and her vulnerability.
One day, she hoped that she could reincarnate into someone like Luo Qing Chen. She could fight if she wanted, not fearing anything, never retreating.
Luo Qing Chen was about to pick up her cup of wine, but Murong Ming took it and drank it all, “She’s not a ghost, she shouldn’t drink if she doesn’t need to.”
“Ha, ha.” Meng Yuan was a bit drunk. She revealed a sweet smile, “Meng Yuan has never seen the ghost king pamper someone like this, it really is…..enviable.”
“Meng Yuan, you’ve drank too much.” Luo Qing Chen couldn’t help suddenly feeling a bit sad looking at her.
A sixteen year old girl, never receiving love and never falling in love before.
