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Magnificent times were flashy, time and space were graceful.

In this world, is there really such a person who truly belongs to you?

"Right, that prop sword will pierce through Luoluo Su's chest! Yes, in that direction! "One, two, three, stab!"

"Luoluo!" Hold on! Hold on! "Don't let anything happen to him. If something happens to you, what will happen to our crew?"

Bastard! Before his consciousness was about to completely disappear, Luoluo Su was fiercely cursing in his heart. I'm about to die, yet you, a heartless director, are only worried about the safety of your filming crew!

His surroundings were pitch black. Luoluo, who was always afraid of the dark, trembled and floated to an unknown place along with the group of people who had also just died.

"Even a ghost would be afraid of the dark!" "What an unpromising ghost!"

Su Yun's entire body trembled, he turned his head to look at the man dressed in Chinese clothes who was laughing at him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a beautiful female ghost …." The bearded man chuckled and flipped the life and death scroll in his hands to look at it. Suddenly, his face froze as he suddenly raised his head to look at Luoluo Su.

"Luoluo Su?" The small mustached man suddenly looked at Luoluo's face with suspicion.

Luoluo suddenly stopped for some reason as a gust of wind blew him in front of the small mustache man.

"Call me?" Luoluo trembled. She knew that she was standing in front of a ghost, but she had forgotten that she was also a ghost.

"Luoluo Su, the Grand Princess of Ming Ri Dynasty from a thousand years ago. She was married to the Cold Wind King and spent her wedding night guarding her bridal chamber. She died after swallowing poison?" The bearded man looked at Luoluo Su dressed in modern clothing with suspicion, "Are you?"

"Please!" Little Beard! "You want to catch me as a 21st century New and New Person, what are you up to?" Luoluo Su looked at him snappily. "Ming Zi is me. The other things you mentioned, are not me!"

"My Jade Emperor, my Burial King! This King has summoned the wrong soul again!" The small mustached man suddenly jumped up and quickly walked around Luoluo Su's body a few times.

"W-what …" "Wrong soul?" Luoluo looked at the moustache man who was walking around him and suddenly had a bad premonition, "You aren't going to let me die unjustly are you? "You …"

"Shut up!" The man with the moustache rushed forward to cover her mouth and said with a sigh, "I'm so sorry, Ben. I've been on duty for less than two hundred years. You're the eleventh soul I've caught wrongly!"

"Then I …"

"Hey hey hey, shut up first!" The bearded Yama King said in a low voice, "Now it's impossible for you to take back your original body. In any case, I only grabbed the wrong soul, I have to summon Luoluo Su's soul over now, you will enter her body later to help her live again!"

"What?" Luoluo screamed in shock! "He didn't even ask if she was willing to let him take her into someone else's body." "No …"

"Alright, we don't have much time. We need to send you over before Luoluo Su's body is completely cold! "Ah, that's right. I think it's better to let your soul meet her body in the air!"

"No, I don't..." "Ah!" A white light suddenly flashed in his eyes. Luoluo Su felt as if the sky was spinning and his body was being tossed into the air. He followed a ray of light and continued to move forward …

"Help …" "I don't want to cross over, ahh …"