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Chapter 2174 - Chapter 2174 Sacrifice (Happy New Year everyone) _3

Chapter 2174: Sacrifice (Happy New Year everyone) _3 Chapter 2174: Sacrifice (Happy New Year everyone) _3 Since Meng fanglan had already escaped, Zhang shouyi and the others must have died because they were no match for her. Their souls must have been scattered by now, and they couldn’t come here.

“Zhang shouyi!”

Song qingxiao, on the other hand, shouted even louder,

you promised me that as long as I find out the identity of the ‘mysterious lady of the nine Heavens’ and the cause of the People’s deaths, you would help me … Zhang shouyi!”

Zhang shouyi …

“.. Loyal … Yi … Yi …”

She had never lost her composure like this before. Her expression was extremely disheveled, and there was only one thought left in her mind to call out to Zhang shouyi. She didn’t care about anything else and kept shouting his name.

Her voice echoed in the underground tomb.

Time slowly passed, but Zhang shouyi and the others were still nowhere to be seen.

Her hopes were gradually dashed, and endless despair mixed with sadness gushed into her heart.

Her throat hurt from the screaming, and her face was shockingly pale.

Huiyin stopped. Grief welled up in her heart and turned into a monstrous killing intent.

“Sword, come!”

She let out a shrill cry that reverberated through the world!

At this moment, his divine sense almost materialized, breaking through the barrier of the murderous aura and spreading out.

‘Ang —-‘

A crisp and long chant sounded, echoing her shout.

In the red light that filled the sky, a golden light flew into the sky and turned into a Golden Dragon. It flew in her direction and finally turned into a long sword in her hand.

The little Golden Dragon, whose connection had been forcibly cut off by Meng fanglan, had returned. At this time, as if sensing her anger, the sword trembled with killing intent.

She used her long sword to support herself and tried to get up.

He is not Shen zening … He’s not!”

Song qingxiao was seriously injured, and this action affected her injury, causing more blood to gush out from her open stomach.

Meng fanglan, who was about to walk towards song Changqing, stopped. Blood gushed out of her body, as if she was about to kill again.

“I am.”

Before she could move, song Changqing had already taken two steps forward to meet her.

I am the reincarnation of Shen zening.

His action of taking the initiative to step forward made Meng fanglan’s killing intent falter, and the red light on her body seemed to pause.

In contrast to East Qin wuwo’s attitude of avoiding her, his action of taking the initiative to approach her greatly reduced Meng fanglan’s resistance to him.

“You and I have once said that we will meet on the road to the underworld and continue our marriage after reincarnation.”

He strode forward and entered the red light.

“Now I’m here.”

“Shen lang… Shen lang… Is it really you …”

Meng fanglan raised her head and muttered a few words.

“Yes!”

The honest young man replied firmly without any hesitation.

“I’m here as promised. This place used to be our home. Please don’t kill them, okay?”

“Shen lang … Shen lang …”

He didn’t know if Meng fanglan had heard him, but she kept calling Shen zening’s name.

A large, warm hand reached over and grabbed her small, white hand that was hidden in her sleeve.

The two hands, one big and one small, one cold and one hot, were like two completely unrelated intersection.

The moment song Changqing grabbed her hand, Meng fanglan raised her head in disbelief. Her eyes slowly widened and she looked up at song Changqing.

The little hand that he held in his palm was so cold that it was bone-chilling, as if he had grabbed a piece of ice that would never melt.

The moment the man and the ghost held each other, the ghostly Qi invaded his lungs. Dark red Yin crystals spread out from the place where the two ‘human’ hands were held, freezing the hands of the man and the ghost together.

Song Changqing’s face turned pale in an instant. The ghostly Qi invaded his lungs, causing his teeth to clatter.

“I’m Shen zening.”

He lowered his head to look at Meng fanglan. Because of the demon ghost, his body was extremely cold in an instant, and even his voice seemed to be trembling.

But his tone was very firm. Even though everyone could hear the pain in his words, he did not let go of his hand, but held Meng fanglan even tighter.

“I am Shen zening!”

He said as he took out a pouch from his chest pocket.

this … This is proof …

It was a pink pouch that originally belonged to the old coachman to buy his life.

This item came from 300 years ago, so it must have belonged to Meng fanglan. After all, it was because of this item that everyone found out Meng fanglan’s original identity.

This item was very evil, and the old Daoist had long noticed that something was wrong, so he had wanted to keep it in his arms several times.

However, he was also worried about his master, so he had sneaked it over several times when his master was unprepared and put it on himself. Now, it finally came in handy.

As soon as the pouch was taken out, the old Daoist felt that something was wrong and subconsciously touched the side of his waist.

The pocket on his waist was empty. Song Changqing had taken it out without him knowing.

This was not the first time he had done this. On the Ox-cart, he had already touched it once. He was probably afraid that this thing would hurt him.

When Meng fanglan saw the purse, she was stunned.

A strange look flashed in her eyes. Then, she slowly lowered her head and fixed her eyes on the hand of the human and the ghost.

The young man in front of her held her hand tightly, and his body temperature was different from that of a ghost.

Even though he was being invaded by the ghostly energy and his body temperature was rapidly decreasing, he had no intention of letting go.

This kind of determination made Meng fanglan’s killing intent falter.

“Shen lang …”

“I am.”

He replied again.

“Are you really Shen lang?” The female ghost asked again, her eyes probing.

“I’m really Shen zening!” The young man’s reply was without hesitation.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark red line of blood gushed out of Meng fangxing’s palm and slowly drilled into song Changqing’s palm.

The red line looked very fragile, like a wisp of smoke. If he dodged it, it would dissipate.

However, he obediently allowed the red Qi to enter his palm without any resistance.