Nightmare: Pluto's Husband Be Lighter

Chapter 59 Never Loved
"Mo Yuan is my younger brother. He was born with the black manjusawa flower between his eyebrows just like me. Only my wife can have the red manjusawa flower." The black manjusawa flower appeared in Leng Mo again. Cold eyebrows.

I curled my lips: "Aren't you afraid that others will secretly draw behind your back?"

"If you're not afraid of dying again, you can draw casually. It's just that, except for me, no one has the material to draw this manjusawa." Leng Moyuan put down the brush, and moved restlessly on my body again.

I looked in the mirror again, and the manjusawa between my eyebrows had disappeared.I touched it, and there was nothing unusual there.

"It will appear when needed." Leng Mohan explained.

It was getting late, and taking advantage of Leng Mohan's inattention, I slipped into the bed and wrapped myself tightly, then closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Leng Mohan had no choice but to hug me outside under the quilt.

In a daze, I seemed to have returned to the moment when I was summoned by Leng Mohan that night and married him.

The only difference is that even though I was the only one in the room, I could feel that this time was much more lively than the night I got married.

It seems that the whole underworld is celebrating this wedding.

My mood is also joyful and excited.

The candlelight flickered on the dragon and phoenix red candles, and I sat alone in front of the antique dressing table, quietly combing my long hair with an ivory comb.She wears a gorgeous phoenix crown on her head, and her hair is decorated with pearl hairpins and hairpins.

The Wuji jade slip on the wrist quietly reflected the unique underworld fire outside the house. Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt a little strange and strange, but the corners of my mouth raised into a smile involuntarily.

I was startled by that bright smile.

As if I felt something, I dragged my wedding dress and stood up from the dressing table, sat back on the side of the bed, and put down the hijab on my head.

A black figure appeared in front of me.

The hijab was lifted, it was Leng Mohan.

I got up and wanted to hug him, but he pushed me back with a blank expression, and pierced my heart with a sword.

"Mo Han..."

Heartache and shock spread all over my body. I looked at him and fell beside him, but he kicked me away without the slightest hesitation.

The mirror on the dressing table was knocked off and fell in front of me. It was really me inside, not someone else...

There was another sharp sword strike from behind, and I was unable to dodge. I was hit on the ground by the sword force, and a mouthful of blood spit out on the smooth bronze mirror in front of me.

Even in a dream, I can clearly feel the pain of the wound on my body, and the heart that loves him is tearing my heart apart.

Leng Mohan stood behind me resolutely.

"Why..." I tried my best to look behind me, but I didn't hear what he said.

"Mo Han...why...don't you love me...why..."

"Never loved." He answered simply and neatly, just like the two swords he had just done.

"Why did you kill me...on our wedding night..."

"You are not worthy to be my Leng Mohan's wife, nor my queen of the underworld." His words entered my ears word by word, every word was like a branding iron on my heart.

"Mo Han..."

"go to hell."

He swung his sword, and I closed my eyes in despair.

However, the pain did not come as expected, my body was shaken back and forth, and in a haze, I gradually saw the Leng Mohan in front of me clearly.

I pushed him away!

(End of this chapter)