The light was cheerful, but unfortunately to Ning Fei'er's disappointment, there was another stone cave in front of her.

This cave is much more beautiful than before, the cave wall is smooth, and the stalagmites around it are connected to form staggered pores, which looks unusually gorgeous and beautiful, as if you are in a mural.

And inside the cave, there is a pool.

The pool is blue, reflecting the blue waves, and the walls are rippling.

Looking at its size, it occupies almost half of the cave, and there are unknown green leaves growing on the water surface one after another, glowing with a strange light, but it makes this cave a little more enchanting.

Ning Fei'er was stunned, she had never seen such a beautiful scene.

She subconsciously walked to the edge of the pool, bent her knees, knelt on the edge of the pool, and looked at her appearance reflected on the water surface in a daze, showing messy, and her beautiful face was a little haggard.

With her hand stretched, she fished out some pool water, which was a little warm and smooth, and the snow-white jade hand was like jade fat against the backdrop of this pool water.

"Lovesickness can't be sent, draw a circle. The words are outside the circle, and the heart is in the circle. The single lap is me, the double lap is you. You have me in your heart, and I have you in my heart. If the moon is missing, it will be full, and when the moon is full, it will be missing......"

Just when Ning Fei'er was stunned, a beautiful singing voice suddenly came.

The voice is childish and crisp, the voice of a child.

Ning Fei'er looked up, her beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and she saw a little girl sitting on a green leaf in the middle of the pond.

The little girl was only about four or five years old, carved in pink, her white and tender cheeks were more delicate than the tofu, she was wearing a pink skirt, exposing her two delicate legs, swaying gently.

"Sister, do you think I sing well?"

The little girl asked crisply.

On the little face that loves to the extreme, a pair of black eyes as vast as a sea of stars, deep and endless.

If you look closely, you can also see tiny dots in the black, which makes people can't help but look at those pupils, which deeply attracts Ning Fei'er's attention.

"Sister......

The little girl tilted her head again and asked.

Ning Fei'er reacted, looked at the little girl who suddenly appeared in surprise, and wondered: "Whose child are you, why are you here, and are there any other exits here?"

The little girl just giggled and continued to ask the words just now: "Sister, do I sing well?"

"I ......"

Ning Fei'er was just about to speak, when she suddenly saw the little girl stand up from the leaves, and the branches of the green leaves below squeaked, as if they were about to be crushed in the next moment.

"Tiny!"

Ning Fei'er was startled, her slender feet lightly touched the shore, and she flew over, and she was about to catch the little girl.

"Sister, come here. ”

Unexpectedly, the little girl suddenly stretched out her white and tender little hand and grabbed Ning Fei'er's arm, the latter's face changed, and she wanted to break free of her mouth, but now her whole body was sealed, and she could only be pulled by the little girl to the green leaves.

It was as if the leaf had just shaken and then stabilized the branch.

Ning Fei'er was terrified in her heart, and from the little girl's cold hands, she felt that this girl had extremely terrifying strength.

What exactly is this place?

Who is this little girl?

Ning Fei'er was puzzled, and an inexplicable fear came to her heart.

"This is the underworld, and I am Meng Po. ”

Suddenly, the little girl seemed to know what Ning Fei'er was thinking, and chuckled.

Meng Po?

Hearing the little girl's words, Ning Fei'er felt strange in her heart, and at the same time a little more funny.

In her impression, the so-called underworld should be a gloomy, crying purgatory, and from time to time there would be bulls and horses whipping lonely souls and wild ghosts with whips, and driving them into the oil pot.

It's not the beautiful scene in front of you.

And the so-called Meng Po should also be an ugly-looking old woman, standing bent over on the Nai He Bridge, holding a bowl of Meng Po soup in her hand.

It's not such a cute little girl.

"Drink Meng Po soup ......"

With an innocent smile on the little girl's delicate face, she bent down and scooped up some water in the pool with her hands, sent it to Ning Fei'er's lips, and said in a childish voice: "Sister, be obedient, drink Meng Po soup, and the love in this world ......will be wiped out."

The pond water in the girl's hand was like thin honey water, not only did it not smell like the usual pond, but it was like a freshly peeled lychee, with a mellow fragrance.

Can this thing be eaten?

Ning Fei'er was shocked and wanted to push the other party away, but her whole body seemed to be imprisoned and couldn't move.

"Sister, be obedient, drink Meng Po soup, and the love in this world will disappear ......"

The smile on the little girl's face was still innocent, but in Ning Fei'er's eyes, she felt terrifying.

At this moment, she suddenly had an illusion that this place was really an underworld, this little girl was really Meng Po, and this pool was really Meng Po soup.

"Can't drink, can't drink......"

Ning Fei'er warned herself over and over again, and the crystal tears slowly fell like pearls with broken threads, falling on the leaves, falling in the pool, and rippling a little.

If she drank it, she would forget everything and forget Qin Yang.

Can't drink it!

Never drink!

However, her body was no longer able to control herself, and she slowly opened her mouth in the magical voice of the little girl.

"My sister is so good......"

The little girl giggled and put the pool water in her little hand into Ning Fei'er's mouth.

It was very sweet, mellow, like aloe vera, and before Ning Fei'er could react, she swallowed it into her stomach with a "grunt".

The pool water entered her abdomen, and soon her skin glowed with a crystal light, and her body was warm and undulating, as if she was in a steamer, and at the same time, Ning Fei'er felt that her brain was groggy.

A trace of memory was imprisoned by an inexplicable force, making her eyes gradually become hollow.

"Don't forget...... Can't forget ......."

Ning Fei'er could clearly feel that her memory was being lost little by little.

She tried her best to surface Qin Yang's figure in her mind, as if she wanted to engrave this figure and face in her heart forever, but gradually, the figure became blurred, and the face was also blank.

It was as if a gust of wind was blowing, and the figure she loved the most was blown away from her mind.

It's like blowing away the grit, and it's not clean.

At this moment, she completely forgot about Qin Yang!

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