Chapter 1769 The Hell Messenger’s Exclusive Love Appraiser (18)

Jin Rongfeng just looked at him, not retreating but not daring to take a step forward.

After a few seconds, he smiled to himself, raised his head and said, "Du Jiu Sheng, you can't be so partial. Although she is your disciple, she deserves to die."

When Luo Qingchen heard this, she felt her heart rising directly to her throat, and her heart was beating like a thump.

If Jin Rongfeng is not lying, does it prove that the original owner was her apprentice six hundred years ago.

Du Jiu Sheng's expression did not change at all because of Jin Rongfeng's words, and was as cold as before.

It seemed that no one could see any emotion in his dark and deep eyes.

Only he himself knew that his heart beat unconsciously, very strongly.

"The hell messenger summoned the undead. Jin Rongfeng died in 225 of the Shang Dynasty. The cause of death was separation of the head and the body." Du Jiusheng changed the topic directly, looked at him coldly and said: "It's time for you to return to the underworld."

"It's a pity..." He covered his mouth, his eyebrows narrowed into the shape of a crescent moon, and he looked at him with an enchanting smile and said, "You can't take me away."

"As long as the life and death card is played, I don't need to take you away. There is no way for an undead like you to exist in the human world. You will lose your name in the underworld's register. You will not be reincarnated in this life and can only stay in the mortal world." Du Jiu The sound was so cold that everything in the room was covered with frost.

Jin Rongfeng gritted his teeth and looked with a sad expression: "Why do you want to protect her? Didn't you regret it six hundred years ago? Why do you appear again today?"

Luo Qingchen took a deep breath and looked at Jin Rongfeng's excited expression, and couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

Perhaps what happened six hundred years ago was more complicated than she imagined.

As everyone knows, Du Jiu Sheng was not interested in his words at all. He looked at Jin Rongfeng with cold eyes and said, "It seems you really want to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Jiu Sheng's Netherworld Ring glowed with a faint blue light. After a few seconds, the blue light became stronger and stronger, attacking in the direction of Jin Rongfeng.

Jin Rongfeng was stunned for a moment, and extreme desolation flashed in his eyes. He felt a pain in his heart and forcefully accepted Du Jiu Sheng's blue light.

However, he did not disappear into ashes, but smiled like a maniac.

Du Jiusheng half-squinted his eyes and placed his right hand directly in front of Luo Qingchen, completely protecting her.

The moment his love disaster appeared, he ran straight towards Luo Qingchen without even a single thought or hesitation.

He didn't know why he was like this, he only knew that it was really a disaster. But he felt inexplicably...expected.

"I use the fifty-eight undead souls of the Jin family to curse you for eternity. You will not have a good death in this life, and you will fall into the cycle of despair in all your life -" Jin Rongfeng looked at Luo Qingchen and recited the vicious curse word by word.

It was a six-hundred-year-old resentful spirit that had accumulated all the anger in the world and used fifty-eight undead chants to curse it...

"Damn-" The next second, Du Jiusheng turned around and held her in his arms.

Black resentment surrounded them, entering her body one by one. Du Jiu Sheng frowned, light blue light surrounded the palm of her right hand, but she still couldn't resist the curse.

Small fragments kept flashing through his eyes, fragments from ancient times.

The girl was dressed in a snow-white brocade dress and danced gracefully. Sometimes I chase butterflies, sometimes I smile...

The picture jumps too fast, and before I can see it completely, it has already disappeared in the black resentment...