Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"You..." Xu Ziyu spoke slowly, but his voice was already inaudible.

The ghost king turned his head to look at Aman, and found that Aman was crossing his arms and looking at him expressionlessly.

He turned his head, looked at Xu Ziyu whose eyes had gradually lost their light, and smiled faintly: "Forget it, why bother."

White light shines from the ghost king's body, he slowly soars into the air, and then gradually turns into a wisp of white smoke, which is gradually absorbed by Xu Ziyu's body.

Then after a few seconds, Xu Ziyu's already dim eyes lit up again.

"Yingyue." He opened his mouth slowly, and felt the person in his arms tremble.

Cheng Moxun raised his head blankly, and couldn't help being stunned when he met a gaze that was completely different from the previous tenderness, but could be said to be more affectionate.

"I seldom call you by your name in this life." The King of Ghosts felt that his body was already exhausted, so he still tried his best to brush away the broken hair on Cheng Moxun's forehead: "Moxun, I love you very much."

"Ghost King, how could you..." My heart suddenly collapsed inexplicably, and Cheng Moxun had a bad premonition.

"I lied to you." The ghost king looked at her dotingly, and his hands were full of pity: "I can save Xu Ziyu."

Cheng Moxun's eyes widened, and the uneasiness in his heart began to expand.

"But there is a price." The Ghost King lowered his arms, knowing that time was running out: "For example, I need to disappear."

"No...how..." Cheng Moxun said excitedly, but his words were incoherent.

"I'm sorry that I'm selfish and want to monopolize you." The ghost king lowered his head, kissed her on the lips, and then murmured against her lips: "So I can't bear it, your future will be owned by others."

He reluctantly kissed and kissed again: "So, no matter what you say, Xu Ziyu and I are actually the same existence, right? Then it's better to completely let you belong to him forever... you can also be regarded as belonging to me."

Aman looked at him from a distance and sighed deeply.

"I'm sorry, I want you to bear everything from your previous life alone." The ghost king put his face against Cheng Moxun's cheek, and put his lips close to her ear: "Goodbye."

Then without waiting for Cheng Moxun to respond, he raised his head and looked at Aman quietly.

Aman seemed to be relieved, she let go of her arms wrapped around her chest, and then walked slowly towards the hospital bed.

Every time she took a step, the green skirt on her body would peel off a piece, turning into a butterfly and surrounding the ghost king.

Finally, when she walked to the hospital bed, the skirt on her body had turned bright red.

And those peeling greens had already turned into a lot of butterflies, surrounding Xu Ziyu and Cheng Moxun.

The ghost king was in Xu Ziyu's body, watching her quietly while feeling the loss of vitality.

Aman stretched out his left index finger and lightly touched the back of Cheng Moxun's neck.

Cheng Moxun's body trembled suddenly, then he rolled his eyes and passed out.

Aman's index finger drew half a circle in the air, and Cheng Moxun seemed to be dragged away from Xu Ziyu's embrace by the air, and was gently laid flat on the carpet.

The ghost king felt the resistance in his heart, which was Xu Ziyu's idea.

Even if the soul is about to die, the most instinctive consciousness still hopes that Cheng Moxun will not leave him.

Aman closed his eyes and raised his right hand.

All the butterflies suddenly stopped moving, as if they were frozen in the air.

She muttered something, and then suddenly opened her eyes half a minute later.

At the same time, she put her right hand palm down and pressed hard on the top of Xu Ziyu's head.

In an instant, all the butterflies burst out with a strong green light, and then revolved around Xu Ziyu, doubling rapidly.

Aman narrowed his eyes suddenly.

"Ah—" A painful moan came from Xu Ziyu's mouth, but it sounded like two people were speaking at the same time.

The green butterfly was spinning too fast to see clearly. Oman's eyes were full of seriousness. She took a deep breath and increased the strength in her hands.

Xu Ziyu began to struggle violently, and at the same time, his fingers unconsciously swung some green and white light balls.

Oman frowned slightly, and gently turned sideways to avoid these light balls.

"It's really troublesome." She sighed and increased her thoughts.

Xu Ziyu seems to have a dissatisfied obsession with the ghost king; in addition, the ghost king has huge spiritual power, and when he endures the pain of soul merger, he will unconsciously release attacks to struggle.

These add a lot of difficulty to the obsession of two people being together.

Someone outside the door seemed to have heard the shout and wanted to come in to see what happened.

A red light flashed in Oman's eyes, and the door panel was immediately covered with a red enchantment.

She faintly felt a chill rise in her hands, so she relaxed slightly.

The green butterfly that has been flying seems to be slowly slowing down.

Finally, Aman saw a faint white light glowing on Xu Ziyu's body.

She curled her mouth in satisfaction, slightly raised the hand on Xu Ziyu's head, and then pressed it down violently.

In an instant, the green light disappeared, and all the butterflies were still in the air.

Two seconds later, the butterflies fell to the floor and the bed, and then dissipated in a plume of green smoke.

Aman took a step back, looked at the door that was constantly being knocked on, and then at Cheng Moxun who was lying on the floor.

She walked up to Cheng Moxun and sighed softly.

"The rest is up to you." Aman squatted down, stretched out his index finger and tapped Cheng Moxun's forehead.

Then, Cheng Moxun's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if waking up.

Oman smiled slightly, and his body began to turn into countless red butterflies, gradually disappearing into the air.

Cheng Moxun opened his eyes, only seeing the last scene before Aman disappeared.

She opened her mouth slightly, and saw a red butterfly hovering in the air.

The butterfly first circled around him for a long time, and then gradually flew to his shoulder.

Finally, it turned into little red light and disappeared.

The door was knocked open by someone from the outside in an instant, and the force was too great, causing the person who knocked on the door to fall in.

"Damn it." The person who fell on the ground was a bodyguard. He stood up and patted the dust off his body.

Xu Jia frowned and walked in.

The first thing I saw was Xu Ziyu lying on the bed.

His pupils narrowed, his heart tightened suddenly, and he hurried to the bedside.

Stretching out his hand, he was not breathing.

He looked at Cheng Moxun who was sitting on the ground with empty eyes: "When... did you leave?"

Cheng Moxun stared blankly at Xu Ziyu who was completely paralyzed on the bed, feeling that his heart was about to stop beating.

After she realized it, she flung herself onto the bed desperately and grabbed Xu Ziyu's collar tightly: "Wake up! Xu Ziyu! Don't die..."

When he was hoarse, tears were already falling down.

Xu Jia staggered back a step, and he closed his eyes deeply.

Xu Jia sat by the window sill and lit a cigar.

He turned his head to look at Cheng Moxun who was limp beside the hospital bed, and a flash of unbearableness flashed in his eyes.

Mother Xu outside the door didn't seem to have woken up yet.

Now through the window, you can still see a lot of reporters surrounding the hospital, waiting for an opportunity to take pictures.

What a mess.

He didn't ask someone to come over to help collect Xu Ziyu's body immediately, whether it was because he didn't remember it or what.

He just felt a little tired and lost inside, and he just wanted to take a rest.

Xu Ziyu is the only person in the Xu family who can be equal to him. The two sometimes fight against each other and sometimes cooperate; after all, it is out of control to carry forward the Xu family.

Such a person with a strong sense of existence would be gone if he said nothing.

Cheng Moxun was completely frozen in place, she looked at Xu Ziyu without blinking, feeling her heart was completely numb.

She only knew that the ghost king came once, as if to bid farewell to herself... After that, she passed out.

What the hell happened... Did the ghost king come to rescue Xu Ziyu?What about him now?

"Don't be too sad." Xu Jia said calmly, "I sent someone to check the list of the banquet that day, and also investigated the video recording system of the villa... Although it's not clear yet, I believe you didn't kill me. A Yu's people."

Now, it doesn't seem to matter who poisoned her.

Cheng Moxun touched Xu Ziyu's body, it was cold and soft... soft?She widened her crying and swollen eyes, and held Xu Ziyu's palm. Apart from being too cold, her skin was as soft as an ordinary person's.

"How come..." She murmured, which caught Xu Jia's attention.

Xu Jia stood up and walked to her side.

Then seeing her holding Xu Ziyu's hand, he couldn't help but sighed again in his heart.

"His hand is so soft." Cheng Moxun said as he gently turned Xu Ziyu's hand over, then poked the back of his hand with the other hand and showed it to Xu Jia.

Xu Jia frowned slightly. It had been at least 10 minutes since they broke through the door.

Ordinary corpses are already hard!
"What's going on here." With a faint expectation in her heart, Cheng Moxun let go of Xu Ziyu's hand, wanting to touch his cheek.

However, before his fingers touched Xu Ziyu's face, his wrist was just grasped by a powerful big hand!
Cheng Moxun stared blankly at the hand holding her wrist, the fingertips were clean, the fingers were slender, very beautiful...it would have been better if it wasn't so cold.

"Damn!" A bodyguard next to him witnessed the whole process, he cursed and took a big step back.

The people around also looked at it one after another, but they were all equally dumbfounded.

Xu Ziyu opened his eyes, which were full of coldness.

He looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Cheng Moxun, who had a surprised expression.

"Ah Yu..." Xu Jia watched Xu Ziyu sit up in disbelief, and he gasped.

Feign death?What's the matter?Obviously he saw it in person just now!Xu Ziyu's whole body was cold, and he had no breath!

Xu Ziyu moved his neck, but his fingers still held Cheng Moxun's wrist tightly.

His gaze wandered around, but always casually stopped on Cheng Moxun.

Cheng Moxun finally came to her senses, her eyes lit up in ecstasy: "Xu Ziyu! You're alive?!"