Chapter 987

If you can't love me, then hate me -

the bloody curtain is calm and automatic, as if there is an invisible thing that controls it. In the huge palace, only a few faint red palace lights were on, and the red carpet that spread from under the bed to the outside of the palace could not see the end. The fragrance of Epiphyllum gradually became strong, lingering in the nostrils, but could not be waved away.

Cui pan knows that he is on the way to a rough road full of thorns and darkness, and will never return.

However, he couldn't control himself. Whenever he heard her mention other men's names, he couldn't control the animals that were dormant in his body. He is the judge in charge of the Yin Law. He is the son of the ghost king. For tens of thousands of years, his only weakness is her.

The only thing that makes him crazy is the man beside her, not him.

He didn't want to go back to the time when he could only peep at her in silence and smile with the man on the top, as if they could not tolerate anyone. He was silent and envious, but heaven sent her to him. This time, he will never let go!

Buddha block kill Buddha, God block kill God! If that man dare to show up, what if he kills him again?!

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this once-in-a-thousand-year event in the underworld has not been completed.

She Xi didn't wear a wedding dress, and was directly pressed into the cave by Cui pan.

The old ghost King politely entertained all the demons and monsters who came to congratulate him, and danced on the feast. After seeing off all the guests, the old ghost king turned around and pulled down his face.

Although people in the underworld don't care about small things, Cui pan is his most proud son and will inherit his throne in the future. He chose the woman himself. He always had an idea, and he didn't say anything. But throughout the wedding, as the main character of the bridegroom, the new lady never appeared. Instead, it was his father who hosted a banquet for them.

I'm afraid that today's event will be widely known in half a minute.

He went back to the ghost King's palace and sent for Cui pan. Results after three urges and four pleas, I learned that the son, who had always acted arbitrarily and recklessly, had led the bride directly into the bridal chamber in the palace, which was good for him, and directly omitted the etiquette of the chapel.

The old ghost Wang tolerated again and again. After a while, he held his breath and waved his hand away.

It seems that for a moment, he can't be called that rebel!

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Meng Po sent the last ghost to Naihe bridge, wiped a handful of sweat and turned back to have a rest. When she raised her eyes, she saw a familiar white figure sitting at the table, still looking, but looking much less.

She opened her mouth, and her hoarse voice poured out of her throat like a broken bellows. "Ah, girl..." Before she finished speaking, she smiled and gave herself a mouth. "No, it's time to call madam now, isn't it? Ha ha, when did you come here? I'll count it with my fingers. I haven't seen you for a long time. I went to visit Yangjian. What's the gain? "

She smiled pale. Her pale lips were not a little bloody. She looked down at the dark and yellow tea in the thick ceramic bowl, and said softly: "my mother-in-law still likes to joke, just call me Xi, call me madam, I can't hear it."

Meng Po was stunned. It seemed that she was going to fall down as soon as the wind blew. She quickly smiled, followed her kindness and responded.

"Then you --" her heart leaped. She didn't know how to speak for a moment.