Chapter 40

Well, it seems that this aggrieved voice is a bit like that thousand-year-old female ghost... But, how is it possible?

Could this be in a dream?
Just as Luo Ziyu was thinking, he heard that demonic voice say again: "Her complexion is not very good, and there is your yin energy all over her body. Reason."

After a long time, I heard that timid voice say: "She, she won't change my name..."

"What's your name?" There seemed to be a hint of interest in that devilish voice.

"She gave me a name, it doesn't sound good..." The timid voice continued.

Huh?Even complaining is so aggrieved, is it really that arrogant thousand-year-old female ghost?Luo Ziyu guessed in his heart, the dream is really different from the reality!

"You have been a ghost for thousands of years, so the rules in the industry are naturally clear. The name bestowed by the master cannot be changed." The devilish voice said with a trace of indisputable coldness.

"I know...but..." That cowardly voice was filled with endless grievances, even a little choked up.

After a long time, the devilish voice asked, "What's your name?"

"……"no answer.

"Huh?" A simple tone, but one can hear the domineering that cannot be refused.

"Song Ye Lake..." The resentful voice was barely audible.

"Send the chamber pot?" There was a trace of surprise in the devil's charming voice, and there was an unconcealable smile.

"Song Ye Lake! The night of the night, the lake of the lake! It's not the chamber pot!" The resentful voice tried to argue.

"Well, sure enough..." The magical voice pondered for a while before making an evaluation: "Good name."

"You you you... woo woo woo woo woo..." A mournful and pitiful cry came, telling the master's helplessness and desolation.

Luo Ziyu felt that the crying was too disturbing!Unknowingly frowning, he said, "Don't cry! It's so noisy!"

The crying stopped abruptly.

Luo Ziyu opened his eyes, and what he saw was the thousand-year-old female ghost floating beside the bed, her eyes were red, but she didn't dare to cry out.

In a blink of an eye, he saw a tall figure standing beside the bed, it was a man in black clothes.

I saw this man's eyebrows tucked into his temples, he was handsome and charming, and there was a flirtatious charm on his stunning face.

Upon closer inspection, one finds that his whole body exudes an inviolable arrogance and disdain.

That alluring face, coupled with this aloof demeanor, made him look like a god.

"Who are you?" Luo Ziyu looked at the stunning man in front of him and asked.

Seeing Luo Ziyu who woke up, the man smiled first, and then said: "I revealed the imperial list."

In one sentence, the identity was revealed.

Luo Ziyu looked at the man in front of him, he looked young, about 20 years old.

Looking at the thousand-year-old female ghost who was crying and crying but dared not speak out, Luo Ziyu had a calculation in his heart.

Thinking of the conversation I vaguely heard just now, maybe it wasn't in a dream, but real?

Looking at the man in front of him again, and then at the thousand-year-old female ghost, Luo Zi said, "Then what can you do? It's best to change her name."

Hearing Luo Ziyu's words, the resentful and pitiful thousand-year-old female ghost immediately nodded heavily, looking at this godlike man expectantly.

After some comparison just now, Yehu has confirmed that he is definitely not this man's opponent.

[Thank you for the beauty Qiuqiu, Tianyan, Xiaowu, Shan'er, Anqian, Xiaoai, Qingtian, Qiqi, Yatou, and Liangmo for their rewards!add more]

(End of this chapter)

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