All Chapters of Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers: Chapter 1861 - Chapter 1870

A bunch of ghosts, on purpose or not, were gathering over here. If there was something fun to watch, they'd definitely watch it.Especially liked watching living souls who weren't afraid of death and wanted to challenge the Netherworld's rules.Maybe, I could even be their snack with drinks.After all, today was Ghost Market!The hanged ghost couldn't help drooling.Carl didn't let everyone down, and when he got off the bus, he really did seem alive.After all, he was just too clean, and didn't fit in with anything around him.Other people were all kinds of messed up—some had dirty clothes, some had blood on their faces, and some were missing arms or legs.He was in a black three-piece suit with a matching tie. It made his shoulders look broad and his legs long. He looked classy and handsome. He didn't seem like someone who accidentally wandered into the Netherworld to check out the Ghost Market. He looked more like he was here to hold a meeting for the Netherworld staff, with a stron

After saying this, she pulled Elijah toward a hair salon. Elijah barely had time to react and reached up to touch his mullet, realizing it had indeed grown a bit long.They hadn't walked far before arriving at a hair salon. The people inside seemed to recognize the young lady: "Ms. Gorney, you're here again. Are you getting a treatment this time as well?"Christina waved her hand. "Not for me, give my little brother a haircut."Upon hearing this, one of the employees looked at Elijah. "That's a nice mullet. Let's wash your hair first."Since they were speaking French, Christina translated: "Elijah, lie down on that couch and get your hair washed first. After that, they'll give you a trim."Elijah nodded and lay down on the couch. The hairdresser turned on the hot water, and after washing his hair, gave Elijah a fresh cut. Christina watched from the side, and as she saw Elijah's new look, a smile appeared at the corner of her eyes. "Elijah, you look even more handsome after the haircut

The tall, slender figure standing on the boat appeared behind Amelia almost instantly. The hand bound by fate's thread gripped her wrist, pulling her back and pressing her into his embrace.Amelia paused, her heart skipping a beat.She could feel the intense presence behind her.It was indeed someone she knew well: impeccably dressed in a suit, noble and restrained, exuding a strong business aura, yet tinged with scholarly elegance.In fact, Amelia's condition at this moment was at its worst.Fatigue was one aspect; under normal circumstances, losing so much blood would exhaust anyone.Moreover, it wasn't just blood she was losing—it was her karma.No one could see Amelia's current state. Relying on sheer willpower, she broke free from the shackles of The River Lethe Evil spirits. It was impossible not to suffer backlash, but she had not been devoured.One would have to be truly fearless of pain to persist as she did—not only continuing the summoning, but also attempting to cleanse th

At that moment, the sound of breaking branches came from the distance. Axel raised his head alertly and looked in that direction.In the darkness of night, several vague figures moved stiffly and unnaturally among the trees.Axel shouted loudly, "Who's there?"No one answered; only the sound of footsteps came from all directions. Axel took both the Buddhist whisk and ritual sword from his waist, his eyes searching everywhere.The figures gradually drew closer. By the moonlight, Axel finally saw their faces clearly. Before setting out, the person who had spoken to Axel had sent him a group photo—it was the same team of geologists.But now, they looked nothing like living people. Under the moonlight, they cast no shadows, their eyes had turned completely black, their skin was gray, and a strange smile hung at the corners of their mouths.Axel couldn't help but grip the Buddhist whisk and ritual sword tighter. Someone had used dark magic to control these people. No wonder the ley lines h

The voice that entered his ears was low, magnetic, and pleasant.Perhaps it was because the other person hadn't spoken for a long time; their voice carried a slight hoarseness.The nurse was momentarily stunned, then quickly replied, "Not long, just since last night until now..."Before the nurse could finish answering, her professional instincts kicked in. She ran out while shouting into the receiver, "Dr. Ewing, the patient in 501 is awake! Yes! The male patient, that's right!"Carl paid no attention to the chaos outside.His entire focus was on the time displayed on the clock.The sky was not yet fully bright, but judging by the time when spiritual forms leave the body, she should have returned.Why, then, could he not sense even a trace of spiritual energy from her?Carl's hand gradually clenched tighter.He did not hurt Amelia, but he wrinkled the bedsheet with his grip.His fingers, with distinct joints, were pale and tense.Even the Eldritch Script entwined around him seemed ea