Stunning at Every Step: Sheng Chong Ghost Princess

Chapter 727 The Subverted Hope
Maybe you can defeat the strongest enemy and expose the most insidious villain, but you can never stop the passage of time, the more unwilling to face things, the sooner they will come.

Half an hour of the Taizhen God waiting for the infusion of the godhead passed like a white horse passing by, and it was frighteningly fast.

Originally, the ghost king planned to attack the sky tonight, and then everything became a foregone conclusion, but he didn't expect to have to go through such a choice before that.

"This king originally planned to keep you alive, but now it seems that you must die."

Mingyue looked at him, her heart was like a lotus blooming on the surface of the water, being pulled from the root to the bottom of the water continuously, no matter how shaken she felt this man was, did she still fail to move him in the end?
"Take my godhead to save Taizhen, won't you regret it?"

"will not."

"So in the end you still chose Taizhen, right?"

"It wasn't a choice but it was her from the beginning."

Does her left eye, which she can't see under her bangs, hurt right now?But is it true that only the left eye sees her?The bright moon in shackles looked at him for a long time.

"Do you remember how I got my godhead?"

I remember that Hou Xizhou stayed with that puppet on Posuo Mountain for more than twenty years, talking to that ugly puppet every day, and finally one day the little puppet spoke to him.

"Don't...cry..."

Mingyue nodded: "That's right, my god body is recast with the ghost king's bones, and my godhead is reborn with your heart. Logically speaking, you have the right to take it away."

Therefore, he should not feel guilty but it is a matter of course. The King of Ghosts does not want to recall with her the past that does not belong to him. He is not the person Lingguang Shenjun said, no.

So there is no need to lament and talk nonsense.

The ghost king's face was cold and heartless, and he held a dark authentic sword in his hand. He raised his hand, and the dark sword tip just wanted to touch the forehead of Lingguang Shenjun, and after a short pause, it fell to the center of her brow.

The cold tip of the sword touched her skin.

"I like you... I also like...you now."

Hmph, it's a pity, he doesn't need these so-called children's affection now, when he takes her godhead, resurrects too true, he attacks the sky and kills the emperor, all the desires in his heart will be fulfilled.

呲

The cold tip of the sword pierced her delicate skin, and a line of bright red blood slid down from between her eyebrows.

"Finally, you'll regret it, and you'll really regret it."

The ghost king's eyes were cold and decisive, and he slashed the sword horizontally, blood stained Mingyue's eyebrows red, Mingyue didn't flinch and didn't cry out for pain, but the lotus in her heart had been pulled into the bottom of the water, feeling a suffocating feeling of being submerged.

In fact, she didn't need to just catch him like this, but she really wanted to wait until the end to see if he would really be shaken, and there was always hope in her heart, maybe when she was on the verge of death, maybe she would come out to stop such a ghost king, and then return to her side.

The higher the expectations, the longer the wait.

If she really died and came back later, he would be in pain, right?

So, Houxiri, are you struggling too?Or is it really impossible to come back?
"As you said, you are my dearest person in these three thousand worlds. I don't have to carry everything by myself, because I have you and you will protect me. Now, I need you..."

"...I'm not him!" The ghost king quickly drew another vertical stroke between her eyebrows.

A cross appeared between the eyebrows of Lingguang Shenjun, and he would take her godhead from here in a while.

"I like you, and I like you now." Lingguang Shenjun hugged his back and whispered behind him: "Does it hurt? Does it hurt here?"

A black light beam enveloped Lingguang Shenjun. Under the black light, one could clearly see a flame-like godhead in her body, with a pure white light in the middle, and the flames of the Suzaku on the periphery, being gradually released from the body by his magic. Pushing eyebrows.

"I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid you will regret it, so Hou Xizhou, can you not kill me?"

"……Can't."

"I want to live, to be rich and unrestrained with you, I want to live, to grow old with you...so don't kill me, okay?"

The godhead rose to the center of her eyebrows, and the flames shone on the blood-red cross.

Lingguang Shenjun closed his eyes, why fear life and death, but queen, can you really not hear my long-awaited calls?We shouldn't end up like this.

"Under the peach tree, the monk's clothes are peerless and independent, the pagoda is wet in the rain, and the smoke and fire are floating in the shaman... The secluded Huangquan Road, the lonely moon shines on the shadows, the flowers on the other side are all gone, and the three lives are in the river of forgetfulness... My Lingguang God has only fallen in love after several reincarnations For a person, what about ghosts in monk clothes? Even if it is you in front of me, I will still live and die without regret.”

Crystal tears flowed from the bottom of her eyes, under the radiance of the godhead, like two tears of blood.

The ghost king often sees Taizhen crying like rain, and there will always be a feeling of guilt and self-blame in his heart.But he had never seen Lingguang Shenjun shed tears. When she was saddest, her eyes were just red.But now these two lines of tears burned his heart in an instant.

The Ghost King twitched the corner of his mouth.

He clearly knows that if he compromises, he will die, no matter if he compromises with Yu Tian or Hou Xiri, he, the so-called "blackened" ghost king, will disappear.

but……

"Shenjun Lingguang, do you really like me?"

"I've always liked it, haven't I?"

"But I am the darkness of the day after night."

"But you are also my day after tomorrow, always, I'm sorry, at first I didn't realize that you were only demanding, and then, I'm sorry..."

It turns out...he is also her queen.

in this way……

Ah.

The ghost king didn't respond to Lingguang Shenjun's words, didn't say that he liked it, and didn't apologize, but it didn't matter if he died like this.

No, he is Hou Xiri, so he is not dead, but... just complete, right?

The two psychological forces that were always at odds had a subversive defection at the moment when they were torn apart by the tears of Lingguang Shenjun. Warm blood rushes.

The ghost king could almost feel that with the flow of blood, the darkness on his body was gradually being replaced.

The left eye that has been poked by him will become blood red and dim until he can gradually see the light. The blood color is receding, and the pupil becomes more and more shiny, and then the eyes looking at Lingguang Shenjun are also shaken, and the heart no longer desperately resists and says that he hates Lingguang God, I must kill her...

Instead, it became a kind of slowly easing up, and quickly moved and distressed because of Lingguang Shenjun.

The Ghost King's gaze, his left eye including his right eye became gentler, and his murderous aura receded.

The authentic sword also slowly left the center of her eyebrows...

It was about to be successfully revived in the near future, but the black mask that the ghost king had shrouded Mingyue's body hadn't disappeared, and Zhao Mingyue, who was bound, hadn't been able to get free, and it was at this decisive moment.

A sword stabbed from behind the ghost king, piercing his recovering heart again, he turned his head in disbelief, and saw Taizhen God holding the hilt of the long sword that pierced into his body, looking at him with gloomy and determined eyes.

"Too true..."

Taizhen unceremoniously deepened this sword that pierced the heart!
"Later!" Mingyue shouted.

"You can't protect yourself, Lingguang Shenjun?" Bixiao Yuanjun hadn't finished speaking, a fairy art had already trapped Zhao Mingyue, and the fairy art was frozen into a huge ice block, and Zhao Mingyue was trapped in it.

Taizhen drew out his sword, and the Ghost King knelt down on one knee as if he had been pulled out of his strength. Bixiao Yuanjun also used ice techniques to trap him in it, and then stood between the two of them and glanced: "Originally, I wanted to prove it to my sister. A value of existence, but as expected, the ghost king still didn't choose her."

She glanced at the Ghost King indifferently, and then looked at Lingguang Shenjun: "The Shenjun is curious about the purpose of the little god, right?"

(End of this chapter)