Stunning at Every Step: Sheng Chong Ghost Princess

Chapter 702 Lingguang Shenjun and Taizhen God
Why did she say such cruel words? The ghost king looked at her coldly, not saying that he was not the original Hou XiZhou, so these words were useless to him at all.

It's just that when I heard such words, my left eye still stabbed habitually, but the pain was short-lived, because the next moment the needle seemed to fall from the eye into the bottom of my heart.

Could it be that he was successfully intimidated?

The ghost king sneered and asked back: "Do you want to cut off your friendship?"

Maybe this is the last strong medicine that Zhao Mingyue can take when she is in a panic. She has exhausted all her soft and hard ideas, and now the only thing she can blurt out is this kind of threat.

But she didn't know if it worked.

Even in the face of death, she has never been so uncertain. After being asked this question, Mingyue was a little flustered.She occupied his palace and refused to leave, and she was already in a state of dying. If she offered to cut her off, would it just give him a reason to push her away?

But the words had already been spoken, so there was no room for manoeuvre. She took a deep look at him and said firmly, "If you don't have the heart, I will rest."

After speaking, my heart was pounding, because I was worried that the answer given by the ghost king would be "Okay, then I will cut off my grace and justice."

The eyes of the two met, and there was even a flash of collision. The ghost king looked ugly like never before, but fortunately, he didn't say anything and just left with a cold face and shook his sleeves.

After he left, Zhao Mingyue also suddenly had an illusion of fear, which was simply a fluke.

The tense body relaxed, and she couldn't help but rubbed her forehead. How long will the psychological warfare, which is more tiring than fighting, last?
Go to the mirror and look at yourself in the mirror wearing the bridegroom's red robe, Lingguang Shenjun's Lingguang Shenjun, you never thought that you would come to this day, right?

Take off the red coat.

Put the clothes back in place.

Mingyue exhaled fiercely in the mirror, feeling like a former partner who was about to be abandoned, she guarded the room tenaciously, for fear that another person would come in.

But, like this groom's dress, the person who wears it is not there.

Just like that big double bed, she was the only one sleeping at night.

She can guard the house, guard the clothes but not the man.

If he said yes today and made a clean break from now on, how will you end up, Lord Lingguang?
Even if he didn't break up with her completely as she wished, she only felt lucky for a second, because all that remained were his clothes and his empty room.

The next day, Zhao Mingyue was summoned to the Heavenly Court by a secret order, and the Heavenly Emperor asked her, the time given to you is running out, how are you doing now?Is the ghost king already in your control?

In fact, when the Emperor of Heaven asked this question, he had already denied her.

Mingyue asked him back: "The Heavenly Emperor said to give me time, but what is the meaning of arranging Bixiao Yuanjun to be with the Ghost King?"

The Emperor of Heaven said: "You are responsible for the Ghost King, so Yu Tian is in charge of her. It is obvious that this Emperor has a more comprehensive plan now. It seems that the Ghost King is more willing to accept Bixiao Yuanjun."

Before Ming Yue couldn't figure it out, but after being asked by the Heavenly Emperor, she suddenly became enlightened, and even felt a chill in her heart: "Sure enough, the Heavenly Emperor already knew the purpose of Bixiao Yuanjun, right?"

The Emperor of Heaven did not answer.

But what is certain is that during this period of time, Lingguang Shenjun's judgment is slightly weaker than before. This may also be caused by the return of Taizhen and the change of the ghost king.

The Emperor of Heaven lowered his eyes, and the years have already transformed the Emperor's youthful vigor into a deterrent and restrained divine master. No matter what decision he makes and what the result will be, his heart and voice are still calm.

"Whether it's Taizhen or Bixiao Yuanjun, as long as Yutian can be stopped, it doesn't matter who it is?"

Mingyue thought of the grievances and hatreds between Emperor Haotian, Yutian Shenjiu, Taizhen God, and Tianhou that Grandma Feng had said. They had love and hate intertwined in their hearts, but after all, under the power of fame and fortune, the Emperor of Heaven chose the throne and the queen. In the end, Yutian and Taizhen Shentian were separated from each other.

Putting aside all the relationships, the few of them used to be childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and they used to live and die together with their hearts open to each other, but they have finally come to this day.

Mingyue smiled suddenly: "Has the Emperor of Heaven ever had a dream? Dreaming about yourself who has not ascended to the throne of God, and the people who are still around in the dream make you laugh and cry in the dream?"

The Emperor's teeth clenched.

dreamed.

He stood in his dream and looked at his little self and little Yutian, both lying on the side of the cradle.

The little girl in the cradle couldn't speak yet, the little doll wearing gold and silver bracelets and anklets bit her own feet and looked at them with big watery eyes, then giggled and smiled at them who were seven or eight years old. He and Yu Tian were overjoyed, vying to be the elder brother, saying that they would definitely protect her.

But now, there is no truth in heaven and earth, and there is no Yutian, only the emperor of heaven stands high on the nine-fold sky, looking back at the vast East China Sea that has been turned into the vast East Sea behind him for thousands of years.

The Emperor of Heaven said: "Men and gods all have dreams, and if they are dreams, they will always wake up. The road is chosen by oneself, and even if the blood flows like a river, you must go to the end."

"But I don't want to repeat the mistakes of the Emperor of Heaven. Today's Emperor has no choice but Lingguang Shenjun is not."

Zhao Mingyue walked out of Lingxiao Palace step by step.

"Since the way of heaven is guarded by the emperor of heaven, then what I should worry about the most may not be the common people. They have you and the protection of the way of heaven. I just want to keep the person in my heart. I don't want to be like the emperor of heaven in the days to come. cry."

The Emperor of Heaven looked at the back of the man. The child who had been rebellious since childhood became more and more uncontrollable. Even if his wings were broken, he still wanted to climb out of his own world.

"Today's Lingguang Shenjun is not enough to compete with the ghost king."

"How will you know if you don't try?"

"Sooner or later, Yutian will still devour him. Perhaps the Ghost Queen Houqing has a deep affection for Lingguang Shenjun, but Yutian's obsession with Taizhen is why he will lose? You made a mistake in order to keep Houqing The choice you made, now you must destroy them before Yutian can be resurrected, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

Mingyue didn't answer again.

She does not deny that Yutian is obsessed with Taizhen, and she also knows that Yutian Shenjiu was once the number one warrior in the heaven world, and his predecessor was just a human being, but who said that human beings cannot defeat the consciousness of God?Humans are the most vulnerable and infected race on earth.

Zhao Mingyue was dressed in white, with her hair tied up on top, no fat-burning makeup was applied on her face, and her thin figure was as straight as a mountain peak.

The long eyebrows are picturesque, the eyes are bright like the moon, the red lips are sweet, the bones are fairy-like, and the sharp and thin outline is the appearance of a man and a woman.Wearing stars and wearing moons, he fell to Huangquan, and Lord Guangshen of Shangshenling returned to Fenggong.

Step by step, she walked towards the UFO Temple that she once felt afraid of.

There are many exotic flowers and plants in Ufu Temple, even in the deep winter, it is still as prosperous as a garden full of spring.

There are two more swings in the yard. On the swings sits a very elegant and beautiful woman. Even though the woman is sitting on the swing she likes to play with the most, there is only a faint smile on her face.

The maid was pushing the swing, and the ghost king sat watching with gentle eyes.

Zhao Mingyue paid special attention to his left eye. In fact, looking at it this way, he couldn't tell the difference between the left eye and the right eye, because they were all smiling.

"Cough, cough cough." The beauty on the swing coughed softly with her handkerchief covering her mouth.

The ghost king got up: "It's not that I told you not to push your wife quickly, and you all back down." The voice was obviously extremely displeased.

The beauty on the swing smiled lightly and said, "I don't blame them, it's because of my poor health."

"It's just that the wind is a little strong and makes you cough. I'll push you."

After the ghost king went around the swing, he saw the man in white standing under the eaves.

Today's Lingguang Shenjun finally did not attend with red makeup, and her beautiful figure was like a green lotus. She stood under the eaves and her gaze fell on his hand holding the swing.

She suddenly remembered what she said yesterday, if he betrayed her, the result would be a severance.

The ghost king's slender eyes turned cold, and he gently pushed up the swing.The beauty's lips on the swing didn't see the ghost king's expression behind her, she just leaned on the chair of the swing and said softly: "Tell others to slow down, don't you have strong hands?"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Only then did the ghost king realize that his push that seemed to be angry just now was a bit too strong. He no longer looked at Lingguang Shenjun, but lowered his head gently towards the Taizhen swing.

On the contrary, it was too real. At this time, he noticed the person under the eaves, and turned his head to look over, his gentle eyes froze for a moment. This person didn't look like a person from the underworld: "Who is that?"

"People who don't matter, just ignore them."

"But it looks like you have something to do."

"Ignore her."

However, Lingguang Shenjun came over, and the ghost king said in a deep voice: "Stay there and don't move."

Zhao Mingyue stopped and stood on the spot, the wind in the garden blew her white clothes, she looked at Taizhen indifferently, and bowed her hands slightly.

"Ghost King, let him come here. The man looks at Mian Shan, as if I've seen him before." In fact, Ling Guang Shenjun was still very young when Tai Zhen threw himself into the sea. No, it's just that the holy light on the white-clothed man in front of him made Taizhen feel a little kind.

After she finished speaking, she also got up from the swing and bowed to Zhao Mingyue.

Only then did the ghost king say in a deep voice: "If you have anything to do, ask me to wait in the study."

Taizhen walked towards Zhao Mingyue, and the ghost king was afraid that Mingyue would say or do something to her, so he also followed.Taizhen looked Zhao Mingyue up and down: "Young master is from the heaven?"

"Under the Lingling God Lord."

Taizhen was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but look and look: "Little Taiyin?"

"It's Taiyin."

"You have grown up so much." Taizhen was a little surprised, but the short-lived joy faded from her face, "Time flies, and time flies like an arrow. It has been more than 1 years. It is only natural that you grow up so big. Just like I'm going to grow old."

Saying this, she still had a pitiful and frail appearance.

"The God of Taizhen is still as magnificent as before."

"It's just a fake exorcism shell, but it's already broken."

Her words are soft, always with a hint of sadness, but her expression is slightly alienated, which is not the same as Mingyue's overly sincere thinking.

(End of this chapter)