Rebirth of a Spoiled Darling: Bloodstained Lord Huo's Billion-Dollar Dowry Proposal

What is love in this world that makes people willing to die for it? — Huo Qilin

"If we were not destined to be together in our past lives, let us renew our vows in the next." — Meng Shu.

……

Meng Shu died.

Her soul wandered in a secluded villa.

It was as if they were sealed away, unable to escape.

Just then, a blinding bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.

Suddenly, a torrential downpour began.

Under the lightning, the gloomy villa was as bright as day, and the world seemed to change color.

Immediately afterward, a tall, familiar yet unfamiliar figure rushed over.

Closer and closer, until the whole picture is clear.

It was a face so handsome it was breathtaking, absolutely perfect and flawless.

But at this moment, his pale face was filled with an eerie and heartbroken expression.

Then, a chilling, tearing laugh echoed, sending shivers down everyone's spine.

Why was it him who came?

Why does he look so frantic?

Why does his laughter sound so bleak and desperate?

Meng Shu stared blankly at the man, her restless soul reeling.

This man was none other than her husband, Huo Qilin.

They had been married for three years, but they had never seen each other.

Doesn't he loathe himself intensely?

Didn't he wish he could kill himself?

Why would he come to collect her body?

Meng Shu was speechless.

All of this was beyond her comprehension.

Suddenly, screams erupted from the villa, sounding especially terrifying in the quiet night.

A few minutes later, dozens of mangled corpses lay sprawled on the ground.

Heads rolled around, limbs were severed and broken, blood flowed like rivers—it was truly a living hell.

"Young Master, the Young Madam is dead..."

Huo Qi watched Huo Qilin, who was ruthless and disregarded everything.

He was so frightened that his face turned pale and he was trembling with fear.

He had followed the young master since childhood, and this was the first time he had ever seen him so cruel.

All of this is for the young mistress.

Unfortunately, the young mistress never knew how deeply the young master loved her until her death.

At this moment, Huo Qilin was covered in blood, which stained his snow-white shirt red.

The blood on his body wasn't just from the corpses on the ground.

Another part was his own, vomited for his wife.

However, Huo Qi was interrupted abruptly before he could finish speaking.

"roll!"

The man suddenly roared.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his killing intent was palpable.

His handsome face carried a chillingly fierce aura.

Huo Qi was so frightened that he took a few steps back, his face full of terror, and dared not utter another word.

"She's not dead..."

"She's still alive..."

"She won't die..."

He murmured softly, his pale face filled with despair and bitterness.

The next second, when she looked at Meng Shu's corpse, her expression returned to one of gentleness and heartache.

He slowly squatted down and held Meng Shu's body horizontally in his arms.

The movements were incredibly gentle, as if they were rare treasures.

"Don't be afraid, Shushu, I'll take you home."

Huo Qilin carried Meng Shu's body and stepped over the other corpses.

His pupils were crimson, which looked sinister and eerie against his deathly pale face.

step.

step.

Another step.

Firm yet heavy.

Suddenly, he glanced at the few people still alive on the ground and uttered three words indifferently, "Kill them without mercy!"

Huo Qilin left carrying Meng Shu's body.

At this moment, for some unknown reason, Meng Shu's soul, which had been trapped in the villa, was suddenly able to move.

Meng Shu had no time or eyes for Huo Qilin, so she quickly followed.

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Red Mansion Villa.

master bedroom.

Huo Qilin gently washed Meng Shu and even helped her change into her most beautiful yellow dress.

A girl like a yellow rose, with a beautiful face and a serene expression.

She doesn't look like a dead person; she looks more like Sleeping Beauty.

Huo Qilin sat quietly by the bed, his dark eyes filled with a tenderness that could almost devour a person.

His yellow roses will not wither or fade, but will only become more radiant.

Meng Shu's spirit stood to one side, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

The next second, a scene that shocked her appeared.

Suddenly, the man picked up her body and leaned down to kiss her bloodless lips.

The movements were incredibly devout and deeply affectionate.

"Huo Qilin, what are you doing?"

Meng Shu's soul trembled, and she looked at the man in disbelief.

He's a powerful prince who can command the wind and rain.

Why be so humble?

Besides, she's already dead.

He was kissing a corpse that had already begun to rot.

Don't you find it disgusting and scary?

Meng Shu couldn't express the feelings in his heart.

I just felt my heart pounding.

She wanted to stop him.

But she was just a weak soul, and no matter how much she screamed, it had no effect.

We could only watch helplessly—

Watching that once-proud son of heaven do incomprehensible things to her corpse.

He bit his finger until it bled.

Bright red blood dripped down, turning snow-white lips crimson.

Huo Qilin smiled.

"So lovely."

"No matter what, Shushu is the most beautiful girl in the world."

I do not know how long it has been.

He seemed to suddenly realize something.

His eyes suddenly became empty.

Like two bottomless valleys, deathly silent.

He seemed to have his soul ripped out, like a walking corpse.

This scene once again stung Meng Shu.

She stared blankly at Huo Qilin.

What an expression that was!

Despair reached its peak.

It was as if...his entire world had been destroyed.

So, he never disliked her?

Otherwise, why would he be so affectionate towards her corpse?

After a long while, a hoarse voice rang out.

"Shushu, before you die, you still resent me, don't you?"

Huo Qilin stroked Meng Shu's cold cheek, his eyes filled with self-mockery and pain.

"You resent me for forcing you to marry me."

"You resent me for restricting your freedom."

"I resent my insane possessiveness towards you."

"I resent everything about myself."

His face wore a cold, heartbroken smile.

"But what should we do?"

Huo Qilin chuckled softly, his voice filled with tenderness and sorrow.

"Shushu, you are my only faith, I can't live without you."

He gazed at Meng Shu's corpse with tender, gentle eyes.

"Wait for me, it won't be long."

"Don't worry, I will make sure that everyone who hurts you dies a horrible death!"

After speaking, Huo Qilin, his face filled with hostility, walked out.

The murderous aura emanating from him almost froze the air.

Meng Shu hurriedly followed.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted, and she felt a jolt.

She is dead.

How did she die?

She is a kind person and has no enemies.

Who harmed her?

Meng Shu suddenly turned pale.

She remembered.

It was her cousin, Meng Yuxuan, who suddenly came to the villa to find her.

It's said that something bad happened to the Meng family.

Upon receiving the news, the two rushed to the Meng family.

During the journey, she drank a bottle of mineral water that Meng Yuxuan handed her and then lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, her soul was wandering in the villa, and her body was hanging from a crystal chandelier.

Not long after, a group of fierce-looking men rushed in.

Just as they were about to defile her body, Huo Qilin arrived.

Then the scene at the beginning happened.

At that moment, a loud "boom" came from the sky.

Suddenly, a strong wind arose, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

A beam of red light struck down from above.

Something vaguely flashed by in the red light.

next second.

Huo Qilin disappeared in the torrential rain.

Huo Qilin vanished into thin air?

How can this be?

Just then, Meng Shu felt a tearing sensation in his soul.

The intense pain caused her to faint.

I woke up again.

Her soul wandered in a dark and cold place.

……