The Fake Daughter Can Be Either Salty Or Sweet

Chapter 153 Murong

Their speed was extremely fast, especially Lun Shengshi's. Both brothers and Gui Chaole could hardly keep up. Fortunately, they caught a wild beast halfway and after a good meal, they could barely keep up with Lun Shengshi's pace.

Soon, they reached the foot of the mountain. The temperature here was very low, low enough to freeze a human in a second.

 However, vampires are born without feelings and their body temperature is extremely cold, so they cannot feel the temperature here at all. On the contrary, at a glance, the ground is covered with white snow.

“As long as you get to the top, you can see Murong.” Gui Chaole looked up at the unreachable peak. He really hoped that Lun Shengshi could give up.

 However, she knew this was impossible.

From his current speed, she should have understood how precious Yang Zizi was to him, even more precious than his own life.

This is the first time he has seen Lun Shengshi become so crazy for a certain person.

 Lun Shengshi jumped up without saying a word.

 The brothers followed closely behind.

Gui Chaole knew that reaching the top was not an easy task. It was very likely that he would slip and fall from the top. He would be shattered into pieces and it would take at least hundreds of years to heal.

 But looking at the fearless Lun Shengshi, her heart was stung.

If one day he can fight so hard for her in a prosperous life, her life will be enough.

 Gui Chaole closed his eyes and followed them.

 After two hours of climbing, they finally reached the top.

 As far as the eye can see, it’s boundless, with fine snow falling in the sky, it’s so beautiful.

Suddenly, Lun Shengshi saw an ancient common people's building in the distance. There was a man in plain clothes, holding an urn and sitting on a stone bench, looking up at the falling white snow, his mouth opening and closing as if. Tell the person inside the urn what to say.

 But his eyes were dim and dull, and even his expression was extremely painful.

"You must be Murong."

 Lun Shengshi walked over and asked.

Ten thousand years have passed, and he has never had any contact with the outside world. He is still stuck in the world of ten thousand years ago, and has no idea what the outside world has developed into.

 Humrong suddenly looked at Lun Shengshi with a cautious look on his face.

“Who are you?” He hugged the urn tightly, perhaps imagining them as demons who came to kill his beloved woman.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you or the people in your hands." Gui Xiao took a step forward, trying not to let the other party think that they had any hostility towards him.

"Then what are you doing here? For ten thousand years, many people have tried to climb up, but no one has succeeded." His voice was old and hoarse, which was really different from his young appearance.

"We are here to ask our seniors to open the magic door for us. We are anxious to save people."

Hearing this, Mu Rong seemed reluctant. He had been away from the demon clan for 10,000 years, how could he still open the demon door?

"Senior, as long as you help us open the magic door, I will agree to whatever conditions you have." Lun Shengshi said anxiously.

 “Kneel down and beg me!” Mu Rong said coldly. In his opinion, he would not help anyone who wanted to join the demon clan.

 Lun Shengshi knelt down without hesitation.

 “A prosperous age!”

 “Brother Shengshi!”

A group of brothers panicked and ran over to pull him up. The majestic **** of war actually knelt down to a "waste".

 Gui Chaole was about to shed tears. He was the God of War. How could he kneel down to others casually?

 Is he still the proud and majestic God of War?

 (End of this chapter)