Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"The marriage contract is still there, but I am the one who broke my promise this time." The ghost king took the ring from Cheng Moxun's palm, and wanted to put it on her ring finger, but saw the silver lady's diamond ring.

His hands trembled a little, Cheng Moxun thought that he would be angry and put on the ghost wedding ring for himself.

Unexpectedly, the ghost king raised his hand in silence for a long time, and then slowly put the ring back into Cheng Moxun's hand.

"My head doesn't hurt so much now, but I feel like I'm going to disappear soon." The ghost king smiled wryly. Although it was Xu Ziyu's body, his face at this moment turned pale as if reflecting the ghost king's mood.

Cheng Moxun felt her body stiff. She wanted to open her mouth to speak, but found that she couldn't make a sound at all.

At the same time, she noticed that something seemed wrong around her.

Turning her eyes quickly, she finally found it.

The deafening thunder stopped, but the sky still seemed gloomy.The room was illuminated by lightning, but it didn't dim for a long time.

Time seemed to have stopped, the white thunder, the reflection on the wall, the ghost king in front of him...all remained motionless.

why?The tenderness in the ghost king's eyes, mixed with some other emotions, seemed to make people feel a little distressed.

Premonitioning that something very big was about to happen, Cheng Moxun felt too much uneasiness in her heart, she felt as if she was being pressed down by something, unable to straighten up.

Suddenly, the ghost king winked at her.

Afterwards, Cheng Moxun saw a vague figure slowly pulling away from Xu Ziyu's body.

The ghost king's shadow reflected on the wall also seemed to be pulled up by something; it began to rise slowly, then gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared on the wall.

Cheng Moxun was completely dumbfounded. Before she could react, the white lightning in front of her eyes suddenly disappeared, and the rumble of thunder rang in her ears again.

Xu Ziyu fell on her body in response, his eyes were calmly closed, his breathing was even, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Feeling empty in her heart, Cheng Moxun stared at the wall with staring eyes; even when she realized that she could move her body, she did not move.

At this time, the downpour followed the thunder, and the windows seemed to be not closed properly, and water splashed into the room.

The cool wind came, mixed with the smell of rain and mud.

"Ghost King..." Cheng Moxun murmured two words, his nose sore, and big drops of tears fell down.

The bustling streets of the night market in the urban area were in chaos due to the sudden onslaught of rain.

Outside a retro-decorated coffee shop, there is a fairly spacious corridor for pedestrians to rest and shelter from the rain.

The corridor was crowded with people of all kinds, but only the open space near the edge, no one dared to approach rashly.

Because standing there were two people with very eye-catching appearance and extremely strong aura, and they felt that their status was extraordinary at a glance.

"This rain is unlucky." Aman looked up at the sky, with a smile on her flirtatious face. She was wearing a blood-red shirt dress, and her long black shiny hair was casually scattered behind her.

In this gloomy weather, it looks particularly bright.

"That incomplete soul is doomed." Shahua was wearing black loose casual clothes, leaning lazily against the wall: "Your game is over."

"Miscalculation." Aman pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows lightly, and showed a helpless smile: "This game can't be played anymore."

"Really? Cheng Moxun is still there." Sha Hua raised his head slightly, looking at a circular building with a slight silver light among the many high-rise buildings in the distance.

"I really want to regret it." Aman turned around and threw himself into Shahua's arms: "Cheng Moxun must have won... But that existence named Ghost King forcibly ruined the game."

"You want to cancel the two games?" Shahua's eyebrows were curved, and he rubbed Oman's hair dotingly: "Are you sure?"

"Well..." Aman rolled his eyes: "I don't seem to be so hungry now."

"The power of gluttony has begun to transfer." Shahua frowned, looking a bit worried: "In a few days, it will completely transfer to me."

Aman sighed quietly.

"What should we do now?" Sha Hua lowered his eyes and asked softly.

"Whether it's eating the crippled soul, or integrating him with the existing reincarnation..." Aman sneered: "It's impossible now. After all, it's just that God solved the matter in advance."

"It's all over." Shahua possessed himself slightly, and kissed her side face: "Your sins are also canceled, and we can go back to hell."

Aman was silent, she turned around and leaned her back on Shahua's chest.

She looked up at the falling raindrops: "What does this catastrophe mean to that incomplete soul? Xu Ziyu is still an incomplete existence. He has to turn around in the cycle of reincarnation to replenish his soul."

"God's will, who can understand it." Shahua's voice sounded above his head without any ups and downs: "Who cares in the blink of a finger for hundreds of years?"

"That soul cares a lot." Aman recalled the ghost king's frantic appearance at Cheng Moxun's house that day, so the corners of his mouth unconsciously twitched: "It's a pity that he didn't know the truth until he left."

"It's kind of pitiful to say it. I have been persistent for hundreds of years, but I haven't achieved any results in the end." Sha Hua slightly raised his head and looked at the gray sky: "If you are serious about cultivating immortals... or cultivating demons, you don't know what it is. What's the point?"

"Actually, their fate was caused by me alone." Oman took a few steps forward and left Shahua's embrace.She walked to the edge of the corridor and reached out to catch the rain.

"This is our destiny." Shahua watched quietly behind her: "Many things have already been doomed, and we are just acting as a trigger."

Lovers cannot stay together from life to life, and this kind of curse is naturally not something that can be summed up by fate.

"What about us?" Oman turned his head slightly, and everyone praised his perfect profile.

"The curses affect each other, so they cancel each other out." Shahua walked to her side, stretched out his slender and powerful arms, wrapped his five fingers around her rain-wet palm, and then gently pulled her towards her face: "A while ago, you still Not so pessimistic."

"I thought, at least let them know the truth of the year." Oman watched Sha Hua gently spread his palm, and carefully wiped off the rainwater on it: "It doesn't matter whose soul is eaten, although I was They have been imprisoned for 300 years, but they have also been in reincarnation for too long."

Sha Hua looked at the rain being wiped dry in her palm, and his slightly frowned brows finally relaxed.

They are condensed from the things of the underworld, and the things in the yang world should not be in direct contact, especially things like soil and rain.

"I can help them once." Shahua said unhurriedly, seeing Oman's surprised expression, smiled softly: "If you want."

"If you don't want to, forget it." His eyes lit up, and Oman raised the corners of his mouth, showing a mischievous smile: "Then pretend I don't want to."

"That's what you said." Sha Hua stretched out his finger and scratched her nose: "The soft-heartedness just now was all faked?"

"I believe that fate has its own arrangements, not to mention that I represent the existence of the curse, why should I help others?" Oman raised his eyebrows aggressively, with a charming smile on his alluring face.

Shahua smiled dotingly: "Then listen to you."

"But you can talk about it first." Oman turned his head and looked at the sky, it seemed that it was not as gloomy as before: "If it's fun, I will consider it."

"Do you remember the girl whose half of her soul was eaten?" Sha Hua gently pinched Oman's face and asked softly.

"It's been hidden." Oman replied casually, and then raised his eyebrows: "Could it be..."

Shahua nodded: "If the ghost king is really destroyed by calamity, where should the girl be at this time?"

"Either they were wiped out together, or they were thrown home." Oman rolled his eyes and looked at Sha Hua with his head tilted.

"Based on her current state, once she returns home, she will probably attract a lot of wild ghosts." Sha Hua gently hugged Oman's waist.

"Wild ghost, it sounds interesting... oh!" As if he suddenly understood something, he raised his head to meet Shahua's smiling eyes, Oman put his hands on his neck, and laughed happily: "The game is still going on." .”

Cheng Moxun didn't know how long she had been sitting there, she felt that half of her body was numb.

The fresh air after the rain lingered in the room, and the sky outside the window became slightly brighter.

Everything that just happened seemed like a dream.

The cold ring was still resting quietly in the palm of his hand, without a trace of warmth.

"The marriage contract is still there, but I'm the one who broke my promise this time." Ghost King's words echoed in his ears, and Cheng Moxun's mind went blank again.

She felt that something was about to emerge from the depths of her brain, and she tried desperately to dig out some information.

But she couldn't remember anything.

Why……

Xu Ziyu was half pressed on her body, still sleeping soundly, showing no sign of waking up at all.

Looking at this face that he was all too familiar with, his mood at this moment was unusually calm.

She has never been like this before, feeling that something in her heart has been emptied, a big piece is missing, as if a cold wind has blown in, it is cold and unbearable.

What should be done at this time?Where should she go?

After a little movement, I could feel some soreness in the cervical spine, and then the whole body felt like it was suddenly opened, and the numbness spread.

"Hmm..." Cheng Moxun frowned, and hummed in a low voice.

Xu Ziyu, who was on top of him, suddenly hugged her tightly, and then opened his eyes with difficulty: "Good morning..." After saying hello softly, he buried his head on her body and continued to sleep.

"Xu Ziyu?" Looking at Xu Ziyu with a calm expression in surprise, Cheng Moxun widened his eyes and called repeatedly: "Are you awake?"

"Well, um..." Xu Ziyu responded in a low voice amidst the confusion.

Thoughts seem to gradually return to the brain.Enduring the numbness of his limbs, Cheng Moxun pushed the man on top of him: "Wake up quickly! I have something important to ask you."

"Go to sleep first!" Xu Ziyu pursed his lips, without raising his eyelids, he hugged her even tighter on his own.

"No!" Cheng Moxun reached out and pushed Xu Ziyu's shoulder: "Where is this place?"

Xu Ziyu was so noisy that he couldn't help it. He frowned and opened his eyes slightly. His eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he hadn't woken up at all.

"This is..." He looked around, his expression became even more surprised, and then he turned his eyes to Cheng Moxun in front of him.

After half a minute, his pupils suddenly narrowed, but his eyeballs suddenly widened: "When did you come?"

Cheng Moxun's head was full of black lines, and taking advantage of Xu Ziyu's inattention, he quickly pushed him aside, and then quickly climbed out of bed.

"Wait!" Xu Ziyu was caught off guard and fell on the bed. When he got up, he only saw Cheng Moxun tidying his clothes and walking towards the door.

He jumped out of bed almost at a gallop, and strode towards Cheng Moxun.

Cheng Moxun also nervously quickened his pace when he heard the voice behind him.

She walked to the door first, turned the handle, and unlocked the door with a "click".

But then things didn't go as she wished, as soon as she opened a slender gap, a slender big hand firmly pressed down on the door above her head.