The Clingy Spirit Of The Blackened Male Partner [BL/QT/edited MTL]

Disciples Compete For Favor Every Day 10-11-12-13-End

He backed away alertly and did not get close to the alchemy furnace. When he was about to leave the palace in a hurry, the door disappeared.

The scenery in front of him also began to change. His body suddenly fell down. The surroundings were dark. Blood spread on the soles of his feet. The smell of blood filled his nose. The blood gurgled and bubbled. A rotten hand suddenly appeared and held him. His legs, dirty hair wrapped around his waist, there were only holes in his eyes, and the ghost of a crooked and broken neck attacked his heart.

There was also cold air on the back of his neck. Luo Ning looked back in panic, and saw a face with only shredded skin and flesh pressed against the back of his neck. He grinned at him and slammed it into his face.

Luo Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he reflexively wanted to wave the long sword in his hand, but at some point the sword in his hand turned into a dark eyeball, which turned around and stared at him coldly.

Luo Ning's face turned pale. He was most afraid of ghosts. The dark breath was sticky and suffocating. He kicked the ghost's head in front of him away. He was helpless and wanted to escape, but the blood on the soles of his feet gurgled even more. There was a sound, and white bones came out one after another, dragging his feet downward.

As if he weighed a thousand kilograms, he could not exert any strength and could only watch himself sinking. His face was covered by the rotten flesh, and the blood spread to his chest, then his neck, and then almost to his chin.

Luo Ning clenched his hands, biting his tongue with his teeth, and then he suddenly opened his eyes, realizing that everything in front of him was just an illusion, just trying to make him fall into fear.

The darkness in front of him quickly receded, the blood in his chest evaporated, and those ghost faces disappeared.

But this is an illusion. Where should he be?

Luo Ning still couldn't remember, and then his eyes were replaced by petals. He was wearing a small suit and walking towards the end of the slightly shiny red carpet. A tall and blurry figure gently stretched out his hand to him.

Luo Ning only vaguely felt that he was very happy. He raised a smile and walked towards the figure. Just when he was about to touch the hands, the faint light disappeared and his eyes turned into a beautiful bright red. He pinched himself at the corner of his clothes, the bright red robe was embroidered with complicated and exquisite golden patterns. His eyes were covered by a layer of red gauze, and the front could not be seen clearly.

After a while, a tall figure stood in front of him, lifted the gauze curtain in front of him, and touched his cheek with his fingertips.

Luo Ning looked up curiously. With such festive colors, was this a wedding?

He quickly saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of him. He was tall, with dark eyebrows and a handsome face.

It looked very familiar, but he didn't think deeply subconsciously. He just felt happy in his heart, a smile appeared on his lips, he took the other person's hand and rubbed it against his face.

A milky voice came to his ears, "Ningning, wake up quickly."

Luo Ning couldn't remember who the voice belonged to. He thought it was too childish. He had just gotten married and had a son.

Just when he was feeling strange, he felt a struggle-like pain in his head, and heard someone calling him Master again.

Master?!

Luo Ning suddenly woke up and stood in the Crystal Palace in a daze. he watched Feng Qing walk up to him and asked him with a worried face, "Master, are you okay?"