Killer Crossover: Sixth Miss of the General's Mansion

Chapter 132 Dreamland
A cold light flashed across Dong Chenming's eyes, and he looked at the beautiful woman in front of the bed with a complicated expression.

This is his princess, looking at him calmly at this moment, without any emotion in her eyes.

Like the still overflowing autumn water in autumn, it is calm without the slightest ripple.

He just woke up, not in the mood to understand her difference, and his mind was in chaos.

"Is something wrong?"

Dong Chenming's voice was cold, without any warmth.

If you listen carefully, it contains the taste of chasing customers.

He didn't have a good impression of her, and during the time in the mansion, it was even more annoying.

His savage temper, the lion's roar from the east of the river, and his ruthless methods of tormenting people made the palace a mess.

Is this what a princess should do?
At that time, he really thought of eliminating harm for the people, so he packed her up and threw her back to Nanyu Kingdom.

"No, it was the concubine who scratched me. Since the prince is already awake, those recovering from a serious illness should have a good rest. Concubine Rong will resign!"

Princess Qingyu generously and decently performed an ordinary courteous ceremony to him, and left quietly without waiting for his approval.

Dong Chenming's questioning voice was cold and frightening.

Even though she was used to seeing big scenes, she had met people who were colder than him, and she didn't tremble as much as she did at this moment.

She had already determined her feelings and would no longer feel sad because of his dissatisfaction.

Therefore, no matter how heavy his tone is, no matter how hurtful his words are, they can't hurt her.

Her once obsessed heart has been obliterated by his indifference.

Dong Chenming sat up and leaned on the pillow, his hands and feet were not very flexible, and his body was a little stiff. How many days has he been sleeping?
close your eyes and meditate,
He had a very strange dream, the dream was so real.

A petite man in white was crying in front of a white-haired old man whose life had come to an end.

But that person's back is so familiar?

Looking at him, my heart hurts, and I want to cry inexplicably.

That person's body was full of resentment, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel that he was sad.

Maybe it was infected by his resentment, Dong Chenming's heart was pierced like a knife, and he really wanted to get close to him.

Lend him a shoulder and let him lean on it.

Nothing. . . . . .

His body was dragged desperately by two hellish ghosts, preventing him from moving forward.

In a hurry, he resisted.

After getting rid of the coercion of seducers and ghosts, I realized that my soul was floating in the air, and no matter how I stretched out my hand to grab it, I couldn't hold the real thing.

This is. . . . . .

A thought flashed through his mind, and he was shocked. Is he dead?

Is the soul out of the body?

That cold and indifferent figure flashed in his mind.

No, he can't die yet.

He couldn't wait to see her right away, he missed her.

"Dong Chenming, your lifespan is over, where do you want to escape? Could it be that you want to go against the sky?"

Seeing that he was trying to escape, one of the ghost messengers hurriedly blocked his way with a loud noise.

His sense of survival is too strong, neither of them are sure to catch him.

"That's right! If the King of Hades wants you to die in the third watch, you will never be able to wait until the fifth watch. You should just catch him! Maybe you can find a better family in the next life. If you still persist in your obsession, it will be too late to regret it. "

They were only ordered to capture his soul.

But regardless of whether other people's souls are flying or not, they just want to complete the task as soon as possible and go back to work as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)