Wang Ze'an peeked behind the wall, he was behind the place where he had argued before. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info At this moment, a middle-aged man was sitting on the main seat, his side face was quite handsome, and Wang Ze'an just heard the second half of what he said.

“…… Get rid of the immortal book and immediately put into reincarnation. ”

As soon as the person on the main seat finished speaking, before the people standing in the hall could react, he took out something like a mirror, and drew a talisman in the air with his hand, and the two people who were standing in the hall suddenly disappeared.

Wang Ze'an's position was just enough to see the side faces of the men on the main throne and the front of the two people in the hall.

But the distance was a little far away, and he couldn't see clearly.

I could only see the two people, a man and a woman, the woman was wearing a red dress, and the man was wearing a white robe.

The moment they disappeared from the hall, Wang Ze'an had a splitting headache, and then fainted straight to the ground.

Seeing the struggle and struggle of the two before leaving, why was he so uncomfortable......

"Wang Ze'an?"

In the fog, someone shouted to himself over and over again, Wang Ze'an felt as if he was trapped somewhere, he groped for a long time in the dark and couldn't find the direction, so he could only subconsciously grope towards the place where the sound came from.

The feeling of following a person's voice in the dark...... So familiar.

I struggled to open my eyes, and I was greeted by a worried Xiaoqingtian. She shouted to herself over and over again, and the anxiety in her heart did not wait to hide it in the slightest. Wang Ze'an suddenly felt warm in her heart, at the last moment of leaving the illusion world, the full sense of loss that overflowed in her heart when she saw those two people being removed from the immortal book and thrown into reincarnation gradually disappeared under her eyes.

Wang Ze'an couldn't help but suddenly took a step forward.

Xiao Qingtian stood stunned with her arms outstretched, and Ren Wang Ze'an hugged herself tightly for a long time.

"Sunny day, let's be together. Wang Ze'an's slightly hoarse voice sounded in his ears, "Let's always be together." I want to be with you. ”

Xiao Qingtian was silent for a long time.

If it was before, she would have agreed to him without hesitation.

However, at this moment......

She stretched out her hand and patted Wang Ze'an's back: "You just came out of the illusion world, and your mood is unstable, let's rest for a while, let's talk about this matter after we go out, okay?"

Xiao Qingtian said this a little slowly, she felt a little pain in her heart, and her throat was a little dry. After making sure that she liked Wang Ze'an, she never hesitated so much, and she never even doubted that she would be with Wang Ze'an.

In her attitude towards love and marriage, she has always adhered to the common purity of both body and spirit.

So even at this moment, she was still sure that she liked Wang Ze'an, but she couldn't agree to be with him.

She was afraid, afraid that she still had a lover who would be tied up for a lifetime.

That's not fair to anyone.

She couldn't just ignore it.

Removing the emotions in his eyes, Xiao Qingtian pulled a smile at Wang Ze'an, conjured a stool with a red thread, and helped Wang Ze'an to sit down.

Several people are resting at the exit of Huangquan Road at the moment.

The ghosts in the distance lined up at the head of the bridge, there were many people, and the line stretched crookedly to the intersection of Huangquan Road.

The little ghosts who had just walked out of Huangquan Road had obviously stopped sighing for their deaths, and their faces were either calm or deadly. There is no longer the appearance of struggle and resentment in Huangquan Road.

Such a soul will willingly drink Meng Po soup.

Qi Qing had already left first, Lin Fan had an accident, and he didn't have so much time to waste as a judge under Lin Fan.

And Qiao Qiao and the others can't come and go freely in the underworld.

Shao Qingyun has regained his human form. He and Wang Ze'an walked side by side behind Xiao Qingtian and Qiao Qiao.

Xiao Qingtian took Qiao Qiao's hand and walked slowly, for some reason, both of their hands were a little icy, but no one reminded each other, just two hands, gripping tighter and tighter.

The little ghosts in the queue watched with expressionless faces as the four of them walked past them.

In Xiao Qingtian's heart, Meng Po should be an old lady in her seventies and eighties, with her back bent, her front teeth leaking, and her face full of wrinkles. But what about the person in front of her? But she was a twenty-seven or eighteen beauty, with waist-length black hair loosely tied behind her head, her eyebrows and eyes were clean, sitting alone by the tea stall, guarding a long table of celadon bowls, and holding the porcelain bowls one by one to the little ghosts in line with a smile.

She wore a dark robe with crimson trim on the sleeves and neckline. Her hair was thick and thick and waist-length, her eyes were large and bright, her skin was fair, her nose was straight, and her mouth was small and red. She looks so young, but she is surrounded by a strong sense of vicissitudes and history, which makes her look dignified and stable. But even so, Xiao Qingtian still saw the innocence and purity that had not completely disappeared from the depths of her eyes.

She looks like a figure out of a lady's picture.

"Are you Meng Po?" Xiao Qingtian asked uncertainly.

However, the bridge is no different from the ordinary stone slab bridge in the human world, except that the water of the Lechuan River under the bridge is more yellow, and the waves are rolling and splashing ashore, mixed with a terrible ghost scream.

Meng Zemeng turned his head and glanced at a few people, his eyes obviously paused on Shao Qingyun's body, and Shao Qingyun's face became more and more gloomy when she looked at her. She twisted her eyebrows as if she thought for a while, and then she steadily put the tea bowl in her hand on the table, turned around and leaned out of the bridge, and waved her hand towards Lechuan.

The wide sleeved robe swept through her delicate and white wrists, dissipating the white mist on the water. The terrible ghost scream suddenly became even more piercing, and Xiao Qingtian subconsciously pulled Qiao Qiao back a step, only to feel that the cold hairs on his body stood on end.

A ghost figure that couldn't see clearly jumped out of the Lethe River, and the wet water flowed to the ground, "Qingqing, you can watch it for me for a while." ”

The ghost replied, its voice sharp and piercing, as uncomfortable as a fingernail scratching on a blackboard.

There is a hut behind Meng Po's tea stall for her to rest when she is tired. Several people followed Meng Po in.

In just a few steps, Meng Po looked at Shao Qingyun several times with a smile, and Shao Qingyun snorted coldly and entered the hut first.

There was a bed and two chairs in the room, Meng Zemeng pulled the expressionless Shao Qingyun and sat on the edge of the bed with her, and said with a smile: "Sit casually, everyone." ”

Xiao Qingtian and Qiao Wei sat next to each other on two chairs, and Wang Ze'an stood behind Xiao Qingtian, his face hidden in the shadows and his expression couldn't be seen clearly.

"Meng Po is so old, you can call me Meng Zemeng. She smiled and said to the others.

Qiao Qiao was silent and didn't speak, not to mention Wang Ze'an and Shao Qingyun, but Xiao Qingtian saw that this Meng Po had a very good attitude towards Shao Qingyun, and she looked alienated from everyone else, so she had to start talking about Shao Qingyun tentatively.

"You seem to ...... Meet the little fox?"