Eighteen Ghost Emperors of my ancestors, how dare you make me live in terror?

Chapter 91 The Underworld Marriage Contract: I Accidentally Got Married Again?

"You... wrote your own name on it?"

The first reaction of the S-class weirdo leader who was knocked away was not even the joy that the guy who stole his beloved woman had finally appeared in front of him.

Instead, she stared blankly at Lu Ye.

Lu Ye vaguely sensed that something seemed wrong with the process, but he still nonchalantly shook his leg and asked, "What? Can't I write it?"

Do you know what you just wrote?

"Signatures? I'm best at signing autographs. Do you want me to sign one on you too?" Lu Ye tossed the roll of paper in his hand, not really caring.

Although he didn't know what it was, he was delighted when he saw the strange boss's signature earlier, so he certainly couldn't let the other party be so happy.

The name on the signature has now changed to [Lu Ye], and the other name seems to belong to someone with the surname Ling?

As it was being tossed around, the roll of paper suddenly melted in mid-air.

It transformed into two beams of red light, one of which entered Lu Ye's chest, and the other flew towards Ling Xin'er.

Lu Ye looked down and saw that the red light had imprinted a lock shape on his chest, with a thin, invisible chain on the lock, the other end of which was connected to Ling Xin'er's chest.

"This is a Netherworld Marriage Contract that I personally refined; it is a seventh-level ghost artifact! Once both parties sign their names, they are bound by a contract, and from then on, they will never be separated for all eternity. That Heart Lock is the witness; if either party is injured, the injury will be equally reflected on the other. They will live together and die together."

The top scholar looked at the horrific wound on Lu Ye's abdomen, where blood was gushing out, and a gleeful smile appeared on his face.

You're supposed to sign this without knowing anything? Hahaha!

But the next moment, Lu Ye reached out and wiped his abdomen, instantly closing up the gruesome wound. He looked at the other person with a puzzled expression: "What are you laughing at?"

"Of course I'm laughing at you..."

The top scholar's smile suddenly froze on his face.

That marriage certificate was something he painstakingly crafted to prevent his beloved woman from being taken away again in the future; it was a level seven ghost artifact!

He had just wanted to sign his and the human woman's names on the marriage certificate so that this guy could experience the pain of losing his beloved.

The level-seven ghost weapon that I painstakingly crafted is lost.

The human woman I was supposed to marry tonight was snatched away again.

Even the damage that occurred simultaneously was easily healed.

Yeah, so what exactly is he laughing at?

"Are you happy that I stole someone from you again?" Lu asked seriously.

The top scholar's face instantly turned extremely gloomy, because after realizing what had happened, he not only discovered that he had lost something again, but also saw a familiar face on Lu Ye's face.

That makeup, that aura...

The scent that originally belonged to his beloved was constantly stimulating his senses.

"She actually... gave herself completely to you."

The top scholar spoke through gritted teeth, almost uttering each word, his gaze practically threatening to devour Lu Ye alive.

"I told you long ago, you're just playing along. There's no future in being a simp. Let her go. She's doing great with me, and we're trying to conceive." Lu Ye spoke earnestly, trying to awaken the other person's conscience. "Isn't true, great love about making the one you love happy, even if the groom isn't you?"

"If we have a wedding banquet in the future, I will definitely send you an invitation. You don't have to come, but you must remember to send your heartfelt wishes."

Lu felt that what he said made a lot of sense, but when he looked up, he realized that he seemed to have messed things up with the other person.

Blood tears streamed from the top scholar's eyes, his hair danced wildly, and he transformed into a bizarre form, completely losing his mind.

"kill........"

"Kill! Kill!!"

"Even if I kill you, she'll definitely come back! It's all your fault, your fault!"

"Die!!!"

The overwhelming ghostly aura completely enveloped the entire platform. Almost instantly, the top scholar appeared in front of Lu Ye, his sharp claws reaching for his heart.

boom!

The ghostly energy was shattered, leaving a long crack, and Lu was sent flying far away by the impact.

He happened to appear next to Ling Xin'er.

With a swift motion, the long sword formed from the red thread in his hand severed the chains binding Ling Xin'er, and he reached out and scooped her into his arms.

"Lu Xiaoyao, teleport!"

But the next moment, a dark light flashed in the eyes of the strange giant face in the sky.

"Heh, trying to run away?"

The top scholar walked step by step through the void, the whip from before reappearing in his hand, but now it resembled a living, ghostly dragon.

"Your location is sealed off by a barrier. Teleportation is disabled. You need to get out."

As Lu Xiaoyao's response echoed in his mind, Lu turned around, raised his middle finger to the sky, and, carrying Ling Xin'er, jumped off the high platform without looking back, disappearing into the complex streets and alleys.

.........

"Or... you came to save me."

A weak voice came from my shoulder.

As Lu Ye ran wildly, he swung his arm and changed Ling Xin'er from being carried on his back to being held horizontally in his arms. Without saying a word, he stuffed a big, dark ball into her mouth, which almost made Ling Xin'er choke and swallow it.

After feeding her the medicine, he tossed Ling Xin'er behind him, then lifted her onto his back and continued running.

Change positions, administer medication, and find more comfortable positions.

All of these actions were completed in the blink of an eye while running at high speed, flowing smoothly and without affecting Lu Ye's escape at all.

"You only call me 'brother' when you want chicken legs, but ignore me when you don't?" Lu Ye's words silenced Ling Xin'er.

Ling Xin'er actually wanted to say that it wasn't like that, but she just couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Say something! Why aren't you talking? Are you just naturally quiet?"

"I..." Ling Xin'er's voice was weak, "Are you angry?"

Ling Xin'er hadn't spoken earlier, but now that she had, Lu Ye pretended not to hear her.

As Lu Ye crossed a street, he suddenly appeared as two Lu Yes. One of them carried Ling Xin'er and disappeared into a dark house nearby, while the other Lu Ye continued to run forward to attract aggro.

In the dimly lit room, Lu first chopped off the head of the underling in the house who was trying to shout to inform the top scholar, then quickly stripped Ling Xin'er of her top and applied some medicine to her abdominal wound.

The black pill he just fed has stopped the bleeding, and with the miraculous medicines in his pouch, he could survive even if his stomach ruptured or his head was cut off.

The injuries that Ling Xin'er had previously sustained also appeared on him, and he healed them easily. However, when he healed Ling Xin'er, who was actually injured, her injuries did not heal.

Ling Xin'er watched Lu Ye take off his clothes the whole time, her gaze falling on the love lock on his chest, which she herself also had.

It was as if a deeper bond had emerged, making it impossible for her to conceal the emotions she had been trying so hard to suppress.

Breath, scent, face... everything about the person in front of her was relentlessly drilling into the depths of her mind, leaving an indelible imprint.

"This thing..."

Lu Ye looked down at the love lock on his chest, then looked up at Ling Xin'er.

He stared blankly for a long time, a strange look in his eyes.

Ling Xin'er's gaze darted around unnaturally, shifting back and forth, but she couldn't help but meet Lu Ye's eyes in the end.

Outside, the top scholar was still roaring and chasing after Jingxiang, but inside this dark and eerie house...

A somewhat subtle atmosphere is developing.

.........

"Wha...what's wrong?"

The prolonged eye contact prompted Ling Xin'er to speak awkwardly first.

Lu frowned, staring at Ling Xin'er's lips, and spoke blankly.

"Nothing much, I just suddenly wanted to kiss you."

Ling Xin'er's pupils dilated instantly, filled with panic and tension.