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Chapter 170: The wedding dress that I couldn't put on
Chapter 170: The Wedding Dress That Couldn't Wear
"I don't blame her, it's my fault, if I hadn't helped her at the time, she wouldn't be what she is today, everything is my fault." Zhuo Guanjia said, "I only ask you to spare her once. "
Ling Luo glanced at Butler Zhuo: "Who is she? Why do you ask for mercy? Are you not a ghost, why did you kneel to him, and I clearly wrote your name on the monument of life and death, why haven't you disappeared? ,Why?"
"Ayara, she, she is..."
"It doesn't matter who I am." I interrupted Steward Zhuo and glanced at Ling Luo coldly, "I'll tell you why you wrote his name on the monument of life and death, but he still hasn't disappeared. Because he is a ghost. Do you think it's as easy as killing Qu Lingling and Yang Lin?"
"You!" Ling Luo stared at me, her eyes bleeding.
I frowned tightly: "If you kill him, he will no longer be a ghost. Without his spiritual support, have you noticed that your face has begun to rot."
"What did you say?" Ling Luo touched her face, "No, it's impossible, it won't, this is my face, mine, I..."
"Don't lie to yourself." I said coldly.
"No!"
Ayara yelled.
"Ling Luo." Butler Zhuo wanted to go over, and Shi Kun held him down.
"No, this is my face, I want to kill you, kill you!" Ling Luo growled, and she staggered to the coffin. I quickly stepped forward to hold her down, leaned over and glanced at the coffin, raised my hand and smashed the coffin with my spiritual power. A shining stone tablet hung in the air, and several names flew over it from time to time.
"Jiang Liu, what is this?" Shi Kun frowned.
"The monument of life and death." I whispered, and took the monument of life and death as I said, "This is the treasure of the ghosts. The ghosts use it to take people's lives and collect their souls. Of course, it can also be used to obliterate others, so that one person can be removed from everyone. It disappears from memory as if it never existed. But this is against the way of heaven and will be severely punished."
"Ghost?" Qu Shanshan's voice trembled, "Did he kill my sister?"
"Yes, it's me." Butler Zhuo said solemnly.
"Why? Why?" Qu Shanshan yelled, "Why did you kill her?"
"Because she interferes with me and Yang Lin, she has to die." Ling Luo glared at me and roared. Her face began to rot and smelled disgusting.
Zhu Yan's eyes were cold, and he looked at Ling Luo coldly: "You and Yang Lin..."
"I love him, but he falls in love with someone else, why? Why?" Ling Luo's tears were mixed with blood, and she fell into a state of madness.
"What happened to her?" Shi Kun asked.
"She used the monument of life and death. This is the punishment she deserves." I said lightly.
"I beg you, please save her!" Butler Zhuo knelt in front of me and kowtowed desperately, "I beg you, just save her, you can do whatever you want me to do!"
"Save her? You want me to fight with the sky?" I snorted coldly.
"No, you can, you can find Lord Yama, he will definitely agree to you. Lingluo did nothing, it was me, it was me who brought her out of the underworld, saying that I found someone's body for her to exchange for. Come on, I also changed her head, I did all of this, it's me!" Butler Zhuo said in pain.
Hell? I was stunned for a moment, staring at Butler Zhuo: "Is she a ghost?"
"Yes." Butler Zhuo whispered.
"Jiang Liu, what's going on? Is she a ghost?" Shi Kun asked.
"No wonder she feels weird to me, she's not a human, she's a ghost." As I said that, I stared at Ling Luo, her body was also decaying, without the support of ghosts' spiritual power, and she used life and death Monument, I can already foresee her fate.
"No, my face, my face..." Ling Luo screamed, clutching the fallen flesh in her hands, "No, my face!"
Alas, I sigh. If Ling Luo didn't kill Butler Zhuo, she wouldn't be like this, but she didn't have any attachment to this ghost who fell into hell for him.
"Her legs and feet are not good, because the body is not hers, and it starts to break down after using it for a long time." I said in a low voice, at this time I already figured out what happened.
"Yang Lin, how is he?" Fang Bin said solemnly.
"He died." Butler Zhuo lowered his head, "I killed him, and then I wiped him out with the tablet of life and death, but I didn't expect that someone still remembers him. If I knew, I..."
"You also want to treat Fang Bin like Qu Shanshan, right." I took Butler Zhuo's words, "You didn't kill Qu Shanshan, you just wanted her to leave Fengcheng, but she came back, so you continue Threatening her to pick up a torch and scare her away is considered your conscience."
Butler Zhuo didn't speak, just remained silent.
"I asked you to kill her, but you didn't kill her, you bastard!" Ling Luo said angrily, staggering to come over, but she collapsed to the ground before she took a few steps, her whole body collapsing.
"Ling Luo, stop." Butler Zhuo looked at Ling Luo, "For you, I violated the rules of the underworld. It doesn't matter, but don't kill people."
"Shut up for me!" Lingluo said angrily, "It was you who said you wanted to help me, it was you who prevented me from reincarnating and let me return to the world, you said you would help me stay with Yang Lin, and now you tell me not to Murder. I don't kill, I don't have to drink the blood of a girl and my body will rot. It's you who turned me into a ghost, it's all you, it's you! If you help me, I won't kill me Zhang Yan!"
Zhang Yan?
"You killed Zhang Yan!"
"That's right, it's me." Ling Luo was angry.
"No, it's not her, it's me, it's all me!" Butler Zhuo interrupted Ling Luo.
"Why did you kill Zhang Yan?" I ignored Butler Zhuo and looked down at Ling Luo, who was lying on the ground, unable to move. She was like a piece of mud now.
"I asked her to help me get blood. If she couldn't get it, I drank her blood. She struggled and accidentally fell to her death when she ran to the rooftop. Waste, useless waste, it will only drag me down." Ling Luo's eyes She was sluggish, the red wedding dress made her face even paler, and she still held the severed hand tightly in her hand.
"This hand belongs to Yang Lin." I whispered.
"Yeah." Ling Luo suddenly laughed, tears mixed with blood on his face, but there was love in his dull eyes, "It's his, I burned the rest of him, so I left it for one. One hand, do you know why?"
"Why?"
Ling Luo smiled, eyes full of love: "He is holding me with this hand. I and him, we had a marriage contract, but he broke the contract, broke off the marriage and said that he wanted to be with another woman, I threw in the river. He committed suicide, because he had resentment and couldn't enter the underworld, so I looked at him, you know, before I passed the first seven, he married that woman. I hated them and wanted to kill them, but I only killed them Boy, I'm happy to see them."
Ayara said, looking calm.
"I hate it, I hate it so much!" Ling Luo raised her eyes and looked at me, "Then the ghost sent me to the underworld to be punished, and asked me to watch them live happily in the world every day, but I was punished by the underworld, I was not reconciled, not reconciled. ."
"Your fiance is Yang Lin's previous life, and the woman he loves is Qu Lingling. After you return to the world, find them and kill them." I took a breath and said.
"Yes." Lingluo squinted at me, "His appearance has changed, his personality has also changed, but I know it is him, and so does that woman, even if I am punished in the underworld for hundreds of years, thousands of years, and they turn to ashes, I will also I know. Doesn't he like Qu Lingling's face? I changed her face and left her body. I want her to look at me and him every day like I did in the past, and I want her to taste mine bitter."
"Ling Luo, don't say it." Butler Zhuo shook his head, "Don't say it."
"Ling Luo, do you know why we came? Will we find this?" I asked coldly, looking at Ling Luo with burning eyes.
Ling Luo raised her eyes to look at Candle Yan, and then looked at me: "I know, when you first came here, you said it was him." Ling Luo looked at the severed hand in her hand.
"Yes, it's him." Zhu Yan said solemnly, "You left his hand, and part of his consciousness was transferred to his hand. He contacted his former teacher and former classmates for help, and you failed to control him from beginning to end."
"Heh." Ling Luo sneered, "I'm tired of it."
"Tired?"
"I'm so tired." Ling Luo said, she looked tired, "He doesn't love me at all, since he wants to end this, let's end it."
"Ling Luo!" Butler Zhuo was sad.
"Although I don't know who you are, even the ghosts respect you. You must be a very powerful character. I know I shouldn't be close to you, but I still like you very much. If I want to be close to you, I will be by your side. It will be very peaceful, very peaceful, I don't want anything anymore." Ling Luo stared at me.
"Tell me, where did you imprison the souls of Qu Lingling and Yang Lin?" I said coldly.
"This is a secret." Ling Luo said with a smile, "Although I'm tired, I still don't want to let them go. I'm willing to be punished and lost, but I won't watch them be redeemed."
After speaking, Ling Luo laughed sharply, the red wedding dress was stained with blood.
"You!" I stared at her, thinking what to do.
Suddenly, the severed hand fell from Ling Luo's hand, Ling Luo was stunned to grab it, and the severed hand staggered over and pointed to it.
"You said your soul is on it?" I asked.
The severed hand moved his fingers with difficulty, as a response.
"Hahahaha!" Ling Luo sneered, "It's too late, it's too late. 148471591054062."
"Team Shi, Mr. Zhu!" Before Ling Luo's laughter fell, Xiao Guo ran down with a few people, sweating profusely and his face was covered in ashes, "Mr. Zhu, the fire has been put out, as you ordered, I will put this A painting was rescued."
As expected, Xiao Guo was holding a painting in his hand, which was the painting of a woman in black that we saw in the corridor when we first came. Zhu Yan smiled lightly, staring at Ling Luo who was full of surprise, Zhu Yan said coldly, "If you guessed correctly, the souls of Yang Lin and Qu Lingling are imprisoned in this painting."
"You, you..." Ling Luo shook her head, her face deformed, "No, it's not."
"Ling Luo, stop talking." Butler Zhuo said in a deep voice, then looked at Candle Yan, "You are right, they are inside."