My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 1192

Yellow Crane trembled all over.

Then, he looked at Dimitri with sympathy.

He was afraid that the poor man did not know what he would be

facing.

Nash was a Golden Amulet Master.

He was the nemesis of evil practitioners, the peak of Path takers.

“If you’re not going to do this the easy way, we’ll have to do it the hard.

way!” Nash snorted coldly and grabbed Dimitri.

Like a soul leaving the body, an elusive figure separated from Dimitri’s

body.

Nash grabbed the Living Soul by the neck and squeezed lightly The

Living Soul was on the brink of collapse.

“I was wrong, so wrong…Please forgive me, sir…”

The Living Soul’s face was filled with fear.

How could this young man be so powerful?

He was actually able to forcefully pull itself out of the host’s body

or props used.

Yellow Crane, no one else

asked calmly,

head shook like a rattle. “No, no, I

leisurely sat on the couch. He asked, ”

a

know how to!”

be stunned. “Isn’t there a Soul Envoy?”

know whether the Netherworld existed,

were Soul Envoys.

get the Living Soul to the afterlife, the

reveal a single

confusion. “I’ve been dead for 801 years, and I’ve

his lips and took out his cell phone. He thought for a long time, finally recalled the number, and

a while, the call was connected.

other end

Calcraft!”

Living Soul here that has been d for 80

a moment of silence, the erratic

Living Soul and asked, “What’s

“Greg Borley.”

at the Living Soul before

where this person was buried has a Heaven Concealment Array. He must move his

to the

and whispered, “Digby, does the

exist?”

have read too many fantasy novels.

Netherworld?”

phone, Nash explained the