novelraw Chapter 177 I Changed My Mind
Chapter 177 I Changed My Mind
"Stop making trouble!" Aman roared, she raised her chin and turned her face slightly: "Cheng Moxun is living well now."
The ghost king was stunned for a while, and he stared at Aman with frightening eyes: "Are you kidding me?"
"It's just a joke." Seeing his expression, Aman burst into laughter. She grabbed the hem of the skirt and flicked it lightly, and countless painful faces flashed across the robe.
"Crazy woman!" Ghost King firmly believed in this point of view from beginning to end.
"You lost that game." Aman said with a smile on his lips, "Cheng Moxun already knows the truth."
The ghost king opened his mouth slightly, and the whole person stayed in place completely.
"I knew it was this expression, ah, nothing new!" Oman pouted and waved his hands dissatisfied: "I thought you could give me some surprises."
"What did she say?" Ghost King asked anxiously, frowning.
"I didn't say anything, I just emphasized it to me." Aman looked at him thoughtfully: "You didn't tell her, I still have a game with you."
The ghost king looked at her uncertainly.
"She probably wants to see you and Xu Ziyu become one." Aman shrugged: "I couldn't wait to ask me if the game counts."
"What do you want to do?" The ghost king unconsciously wanted to get rid of the ice chains on his body, but the white light symbolizing punishment began to light up slightly again.
"I have to think about it. After all, the game has already been set up. There is no reason not to play to the end." Oman made a thoughtful expression.
"Then let me tell you one thing first." Ghost King raised the corner of his mouth with a bit of sarcasm: "After listening, you can think about what to do."
Oman raised her eyebrows with interest, she turned her head and looked at Sha Hua.
With a faint smile, Shahua nodded slightly to her.
"What's the matter?" Oman turned her head, she pinched a strand of hair and wrapped it around her fingertips.
"I remembered everything back then." Ghost King said unhurriedly, with a cold smile on his face: "Including the truth about Yingyue's departure."
"Oh?" The ending sound rose, Oman showed a surprised expression, and the hair on his fingertips slipped down.
Sha Hua's expression was also a little surprised.
"Is what you said true or false?" Oman teleported to the ghost king, and stared directly at the ghost king with eyes that could charm the world.
"True." He spat out a word coldly, and the ghost king was very upset that this woman was so close to him.
"It's really a surprise." Aman stroked his palm and smiled slightly, her red lips and white teeth set off her extremely coquettish: "You and Cheng Moxun both have special ways to know these pasts."
Not interested in this kind of alluring beauty, the ghost king showed disgust: "Stay away from me."
"Oh!" I didn't expect to have such a moment when I was hated by others. Aman smiled instead of anger, and the excitement on his face became more intense: "But, how do I know who won the game first between you and Cheng Moxun?"
The ghost king narrowed his eyes: "When did she find out?"
"Oh, I forgot to ask this." Oman seemed to have thought of this suddenly, and turned his head to look at Sha Hua with some annoyance: "Do you know?"
Sha Hua twisted his fingers, tapped twice casually, then smiled and said: "Probably within today."
"What about you?" Aman turned his head and asked the Ghost King with a smile on his lips.
"Unfortunately, it's also within today." The ghost king shrugged: "Don't ask me the specific time, there is no concept of time here."
"That's troublesome." Oman pursed her mouth exaggeratedly, and she turned around and threw herself into Sha Hua's arms in an aggrieved manner: "How do you judge this?"
"What do you think?" Sha Hua put his arms around her waist, still keeping a smile on his face.
"This game is really going to be scrapped." Aman acted like a baby in Shahua's arms: "But I haven't played enough yet."
Sha Hua smiled without saying a word, just pinched her nose dotingly.
"Why do I think you don't have any regrets?" Ghost King said coldly behind his back, he couldn't understand what these two people were doing.
"Hush——" Aman flashed in front of him, and at the same time stretched out a white and tender index finger to press on his lips: "Don't spoil my alternative fun."
Crazy woman!How dare you touch him!
The ghost king's eyes widened again and again, looking very frightening.
"Don't make that expression." Oman's fingers slid down, gently pressing on the ice chain that bound the ghost king's neck: "I didn't come to make fun of you."
The atmosphere suddenly became a little serious?
The ghost king raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to do?"
How did he feel that this woman had some conspiracy waiting for him?
"Ghost King Tang Qin, let's exchange benefits." O'Man suddenly called out his real name, and his face was serious without any smile.
The ghost king also realized that something was wrong, and he aimed his gaze at Aman: "Talk about cooperation?"
Aman nodded: "Use the power of your world, and that friend Cheng Moxun."
The ghost king raised his chin slightly: "Whose soul do you want to take the opportunity to eat?"
"It's not her eating this time." Sha Hua slowly floated to Aman's side, grabbed her shoulders, and said to the Ghost King, "It's me."
"What are you doing?" The ghost king was a little confused: "Does it matter which one of you eats?"
"Manshushahua, I am the flower part." Aman looked at the ghost king blankly: "The flowers on the other side are about to wither."
"Are you going to die?" Ghost King raised his left eyebrow and said with a bit of sarcasm.
Shahua frowned slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he felt Oman grab his arm.
"If the power of gluttony is transferred to him, and he doesn't have enough food..." Oman's eyes flashed a frightening red light: "The power of our curse will also increase, and there will be more separations in the world. "
"What does it have to do with me?" The ghost king laughed at himself: "It's the two of you, is this the first time the power of gluttony has been transferred? Do you need help from others?"
In his current state, his mutilated soul is imprisoned in hell, and he has to endure countless punishments.
From the moment he was thrown into hell, countless clues from his previous life flashed through his mind like a marquee.
This is something that every undead who enters the underworld will experience.
But the ghost king didn't expect that this would let him see the stories that were deliberately forgotten back then.
The gate of memory was finally opened, and he remembered that he had died amidst the white pear blossoms all over the sky, and the gushing blood stained his white robe...and Yingyue's hands.
These pasts are too heavy.
"You don't want to stay here forever, do you?" Oman's voice interrupted the Ghost King's train of thought.
The ghost king's long hair was blown up by the cold wind, flaunting slightly, his handsome face looked a bit lonely.
He felt the chill all over his body numb.The white robe on his body was almost integrated with the world of ice and snow, but there were some signs of tatters.
The ice chains tightly strangled his limbs, and a strange coldness swam through his body.
He lowered his head weakly, feeling that his spiritual power seemed to be draining.
"Or, have you given up?" Aman raised her lips slightly, and she looked at the ghost king with a bit of sarcasm: "The obsession with the previous life, at the moment the memory is restored, are all thrown away?"
"No." The ghost king raised his head slightly, his face was pale, but against this extremely cold hell, he looked a bit beautiful.
His voice was a little calm, but with unquestionable firmness.
"Really? I thought you would turn from love to hate for Cheng Moxun after knowing the truth?" Aman said casually, but there was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.
She turned her head and looked at Sha Hua, and the two of them hooked their mouths at the same time, revealing an imperceptible smile.
The ghost king snorted coldly: "How can a person like you understand."
"It's true that I don't understand, but it doesn't matter." Oman's thin lips parted slightly: "I want to help you."
The voice is a little ethereal, and when it floats into the ears, it makes people think it is an auditory hallucination.
The Ghost King raised his left eyebrow, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt dizzy.
He frowned and lowered his head, closing his eyes tightly, as if in pain.
"If this continues, he won't be of any use." Shahua's voice was clear and cold, and he whispered in Oman's ear: "Have you thought about what to do?"
"Of course." Aman smiled charmingly, and stretched out a hand to point at the ghost king.
A red light was born in the palm, which looked like a ball of soft cotton candy.
"Going against the sky is nothing more than that." Oman sighed slightly.
Suddenly, her eyes flashed red, and the marshmallow-shaped ball of light in her hand rushed towards the ghost king in an instant.
The moment the ice chain touched the red light cluster, it began to make a "creaking" sound.
The pained expression on Ghost King's face intensified, he struggled to open his eyes, and the anger in his pupils almost overflowed.
But then, there was a loud "bang" in my ear.
He felt that he had lost all restraints, and fell straight down from midair.
The ground of the extremely cold hell is layer upon layer of ice blades like a mountain of knives.
The ghost king saw clearly that he was about to touch this terrifying sharp weapon, and he exerted his last bit of strength to create a green and transparent barrier under his body.
But after all, because of too much consumption of his strength, he was exhausted for a while, and the barrier fell apart.
"Heh." Oman waved his hand, and a layer of red light like a thin film enveloped the falling ghost king.
Then countless red light spots appeared around the ghost king, constantly revolving around him.
"Where are you going?" Shahua watched the Ghost King being completely covered by the light spot, and then gradually shrinking and disappearing. He stroked Oman's shoulder and asked softly.
Aman withdrew his hand suddenly, and the ghost king disappeared in front of his eyes with many light spots in an instant.
"Human world." She clapped her hands, and leaned closer to Shahua's chest in a charming manner.
"Why?" Cheng Moxun's eyes widened, she looked very surprised: "Don't you really want to know the past life?"
"I've changed my mind." Xu Ziyu tugged on his collar, and he looked at the person in front of him casually: "It's you, do you have a name?"