The drums and gongs around her suddenly stopped as everything went silent.
There was only the sound of a cold wind blowing along with a touch of a strange feeling.
“Bridesmaid.” Luo Qing Chen knitted her brows and softly called out the window of the sedan.
A few seconds passed and there was no answer.
She narrowed her eyes and felt that the situation wasn’t right. She quickly took off her veil and lifted the sedan curtain.
All she could see was pitch black. Other than the bridesmaids and maids on the ground, there was no one else.
This manor that had been prepared for the wedding, there were no decorations at all. Other than the two red lanterns hung at the door, it was like it had been abandoned.
What was going on? Where was……Mo Ye?
“Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!” When Luo Qing Chen was considering this, there was a sharp voice that came from around her.
This voice was familiar, but it wasn’t as ethereal as before.
Luo Qing Chen looked at a woman standing not far away. She was wearing a red wedding dress, a phoenix crown, and a bit of lipstick. Her face wasn’t that familiar, but her eyes were very familiar.
“Feng Ling Er?” Luo Qing Chen knitted her brows as they sank a bit.
Could it be that she used a corpse to revive her soul?
“We really are enemies.” Feng Ling Er raised a brow and said with a confident smile, “You’re not qualified to be his bride, you’re not qualified to be happy……”
“Just with you?” Luo Qing Chen gave a cold laugh. She waved her right hand and the Exquisite Ring gave off a faint golden glow.
Feng Ling Er was surprised, clearly not expecting this strange golden light from Luo Qing Chen.
But then she came back to her senses and said with a cold smile, “Even if you have these strange skills, it’s useless.”
“Where did you have the courage to be this confident?” Luo Qing Chen narrowed her cold eyes. Those clear eyes filled with contempt as she looked at her and said, “A vengeful spirit that is only possessing a corpse, what skills do you have!”
Feng Ling Er heard this and calmly looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, “Very soon, you’ll know very soon!”
As soon as her voice fell, she started counting. Luo Qing Chen saw her lips curl and she knitted her brows even more.
“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one……”
“Exchange! Soul!” Feng Ling Er opened her arms, welcoming the moonlight and her new life.
The curse of a vengeful spirit as the name implied was a curse.
Using eternal damnation in exchange for possessing a corpse and exchanging souls to come back to life.
On the tenth day of the curse, you could face the moon and exchange souls.
“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!” Feng Ling Er loudly laughed, as if she was using all her strength to laugh wildly.
Luo Qing Chen stood there with her hands behind her back. As long as Feng Ling Er charged at her, she would take out the Phoenix Dance Sword and fight to the death with her.
But there was a cold as water voice that interrupted Feng Ling Er’s laughter.
Mo Ye quickly appeared in front of her and kept her behind him.
“You think that your curse was successful that day?” Mo Ye looked up slightly with a dim glow in his ice cold eyes.
“Naturally I succeeded!” Feng Ling Er admired her new body while saying, “If I didn’t succeed, how could I have possessed this corpse?”
“If you did succeed, why did your soul swap fail?” Mo Ye’s deep eyes were like a sharp sword that stared right at Feng Ling Er.