A King Summoner Travels Through the World of Ye Luoli

Lu Zhaoran followed them to the gate and saw three luxury cars parked there.

The group got into the cars, started the engine, and the three luxury cars headed in the same direction.

Lu Zhaoran, on the other hand, habitually rode in the Lu family's car.

"Why is Young Master Lu An sitting in the passenger seat this time? There's an empty seat in the back."

The driver looked at Lu An, who was sitting in the front, with some confusion. Usually, young master Lu An, like young lady Lu An, preferred to sit in the back.

"Yeah, bro, wouldn't it be better if we sat in the back?"

Jianpeng looked at the empty space with some confusion.

"No, I'm afraid I'll bump into her."

Lu An's seemingly random remark sent chills down the spines of both the driver and Jianpeng.

"Her? Brother, you...you're not going to scare me."

Jianpeng leaned closer to the car door in fear, then turned around and silently prayed to the air.

"Sister Zhaoran, I'm easily frightened, so please don't scare me. I always bring you good things when I visit your grave in previous years."

Meanwhile, Lu Zhaoran, whose name was called, was sitting in an empty space, asking the system questions.

'Didn't you say no one could see me?'

"Well... well... don't you humans have a condition called mental illness that causes hallucinations? Maybe... maybe your death was too much of a blow to Lu An, causing him to become a little mentally unstable. Plus, today is the anniversary of your death, so perhaps he's overwhelmed with grief and is hallucinating."

You'd better be telling the truth.

Lu Zhaoran glared at the system, then tossed it aside, clearly not believing its nonsense.

"Well, Young Master Lu An, we've arrived."

The driver carefully stopped the car, said something to Lu An, and after they got out of the car, he glanced back quietly before turning his head back.

I feel a chill run down my spine...

"Miss, I've worked honestly in your household for so many years, please don't scare me."

Lu Zhaoran couldn't hear the driver's ramblings; at that moment, she followed Lu An to her own grave.

'The Tomb of Lu Zhaoran, the Eldest Daughter of the Lu Family...'

Lu Zhaoran circled the tombstone a few times. To be honest, she had imagined many futures in her life, but she had never imagined what would happen after her death.

"Zhaoran, these are all your favorite foods, we brought them for you."

Jasmine stepped forward and used magic to place a pile of delicious food in front of Lu Zhaoran's grave.

"Zhaoran, all these years have passed, I wonder how you are doing. If reincarnation really exists, you should have been reborn by now."

Chen Sisi placed the flowers in her hand in front of the tombstone, and looking at Lu Zhaoran's photo on the tombstone, she couldn't stop her tears from flowing down her face.

"Zhaoran, you were such a good person, and you did such a great thing before you died. You are a great hero in the human world. If you were reincarnated, you would definitely still be a rich young lady."

Wang Mo wiped away her tears and said these words with a sob in her voice.

"Zhaoran, I still remember our first meeting in the alley. You don't know how beautiful you were back then, like a beauty from a fairy tale. I really wanted to be friends with you right away, but after I turned off my transformation, I turned back into the cowardly Qi Na. You must have been very disappointed when you saw me like that."

Qi Na also stepped forward and placed the flowers she had prepared.

"Zhaoran, if only you could come back, you have no idea how much everyone misses you."

Although Jianpeng was afraid of ghosts, he genuinely hoped that Lu Zhaoran could come back, even if she was a ghost.

'Sigh, I didn't expect they'd remember me for so long.'

As Lu Zhaoran leaned against her own tombstone, hearing their words of remembrance, her heart ached.

'The hardest thing for you humans is the separation of life and death, isn't it?'

250 watched this scene. It was not human and did not understand, but it had lived for quite a long time and felt that there were many devoted lovers in this world. Parents and children, close friends and confidants, and deeply affectionate couples—the more beautiful the things that are loved, the more heartbreaking it is when they are broken.

Happy birthday, sister.

Lu Zhaoran was brought back to her senses by those words.

'Lu An is quite thoughtful; he even knew my birthday.'

She was so busy those days, running back and forth between the fairyland and the mortal world, that she completely forgot about her birthday. She hadn't told anyone about her birthday either. Something that should have been forgotten was suddenly brought up at this moment.

'Who says otherwise? Lu An is truly filial to you. Even though you're dead, he still remembers to celebrate your birthday. But, host, you're quite pitiful, your birthday and your death anniversary fall on the same day.'

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhaoran lowered her head and remained speechless for a long time.

"Waaaaah... Big Stone, Zhaoran is so pitiful. Her birthday and death anniversary are on the same day. Tell me, how much pain did she feel when she was murdered that day?"

Upon hearing Mo Sha's words, Lu Zhaoran thought about it carefully.

That day... it really hurt quite a bit. My body was being torn apart, pulled, and suppressed by four different layers of magic. If you looked closely at the time, you could see several small cracks on my skin. The Ice Princess's ice was indeed cold, and the power of Du Xi Fei and Pang Zun was indeed quite torturous. Not to mention the Water Prince, whose power, though seemingly soft, was actually incredibly strong.

The feeling of having your heart struck by lightning is also unpleasant. Although it wasn't Pang Zun who pierced her heart, she was indeed struck by an unknown person, and she never wanted to experience that feeling again.

'Huh? Master, is your soul about to return to your physical body?'

Yao resides in Lu Zhaoran's soul body, bearing the responsibility of protecting Lu Zhaoran. She can sense Lu Zhaoran's changes faster than the system and Lu Zhaoran himself.

'what? '

Lu Zhaoran felt this was a bit outrageous. Wouldn't the return of her soul mean that she could be resurrected? But she hadn't gone to the Spirit Princess to save herself yet!

'Host, don't worry about it. As long as you can be resurrected, that's good. Hurry back; you still owe me so many missions.'

'What? I'm already dead, and your stupid mission still hasn't stopped?'

Lu Zhaoran was speechless. Even capitalists aren't this calculating; they're even scheming against the dead.

But it's no use saying anything more now. Lu Zhaoran felt a force pulling her back into her body. She slowly floated into the distance, looked back at the people muttering incessantly around her grave, and her eyes regained some light.

Goodbye everyone, perhaps we'll meet again soon.

After saying this, she turned around and left following the force.

Lu An looked up at the sky, and coincidentally, he was looking in the direction Lu Zhaoran had left.

After looking at it for a while, he looked down at a black mark on his hand. The mark was heating up and disappeared after burning Lu An's hand.

Lu An clenched his fist, ignoring the wound, and squatted down to take out a cloth and gently wipe the photo on the tombstone.

The transition from life to death requires an equal price.