Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

"Black and white impermanence is only a guide, and you can't take away the grieving ghost. Just wait, I will let Shura pass by."

The voice on Yan Wang's face was also less funny at the moment, and more serious, "Bai Lu, you must remember that no matter what the grieving ghosts do, you must not attack them."

"Otherwise... you will encounter more grudges in the future. Your burden is already heavy enough, I don't want you to be entangled in the affairs of the underworld." Yan Wang said lightly, and then he stopped talking, but set off to Who are you looking for.

Listening to Hades' voice, Bai Lu looked at the man in white in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

"The king...is about to give birth...to give birth..." The woman in white suddenly spoke to the man standing in front of Bailu.

The man was taken aback for a moment, then elated, and hurried towards the woman.

All eyes were focused on the woman's belly, but they saw that the clothes on the woman's stomach suddenly disappeared, revealing a pale and not very round belly.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the shape of the belly can only mean that the child in the belly is only four or five months old.

Impossible to be born.

But the next moment, everyone's pupils seemed to be constricted.

But seeing a bloodstain on the woman's stomach, a pair of bloody little hands stretched out, and a small body covered in blood sprang out afterward.

The blood-soaked child was floating in the air, and the blood flowed down his body.

It was a little boy. The little boy opened his big eyes and looked around. Those eyes suddenly glowed with a dark green light.

He floated towards the place where there were people, muttering, "I want to play, play with me..."

At this moment, everyone was stunned, and then ran wildly.

At this moment, everyone knew that it was not a fake 'ghost', but a real ghost!

All the people swarmed away, and the little boy's green eyes were full of disappointment, "Don't you want to play with me? It's so lonely...so lonely..."

Small green dots as big as soybeans flowed from the boy's eyes, which... seemed to be tears.

The little boy felt a warm feeling coming from his head, and he raised his head to look at the person who suddenly stood in front of him.

It was a person wearing a silver robe that seemed to be glowing with white jade. In the gusts of wind, the silver robe fluttered.

There was no fear in those silver eyes looking at the boy, only pity.

"Shall I play with you?" Bai Lu picked up the bloody little boy and rubbed the boy's head.

The boy was completely stunned, he didn't expect that there would really be someone who would play with him.

"Sure enough, you can see our resentment, right?" The man helped the woman, whose face was getting paler, to float in front of the egret.

"What is the purpose of your nostalgia for the world?"

Bailu frowned slightly, Yan Wang just reminded her not to make a move, and it should be okay to talk.

Above the sky, a purple figure flashed impressively above the eaves.

The man shimmered slightly in the night wind, he was such an elegant man.

He... is Qu Dingtian.

Qu Dingtian looked down at the egret who was talking to the "ghost", the purple light in his eyes was faintly visible, and after a while, Qu Dingtian suddenly realized, "So that's how it is..."

"It turns out that God has arranged everything a long time ago..." Qu Dingtian smiled faintly, dancing with the wind with that endless elegance.

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"We..." The woman in white lowered her head, her black hair hanging down her shoulders.