Zhao Nihong retreated all the way to the shore, and as soon as Fang turned around, he was pulled into a warm embrace. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info she can tell without thinking much that except for Yuan Shao, who is holding her, he doesn't think about it.

Zhao Nihong wanted to push him away, but feeling his trembling hands and tense emotions, he couldn't bear it for a while. The refusing hand involuntarily put it on his back, and patted it gently, "It's okay! It's okay, you relax." ”

Meng Po's eyes widened in surprise, and she said in her heart that there were fewer filths of resentment on the bag, and she could make this slut come out of the Lethe River with all his beards and tails. Seeing Yuan Shao's nervous appearance holding Zhao Nihong, he was even more jealous in his heart.

Zhao Nihong always observed Meng Po's reaction, and saw the resentment flashing in her eyes, and she was even more sure that Meng Po had a lot of hatred for her somehow.

Feeling that Yuan Shao had gradually calmed down, Zhao Nihong gently pushed him, and was just about to speak, but he unintentionally looked at Meng Po and smiled strangely, and there was a cold feeling behind him.

Zhao Nihong secretly said that it was not good, and was about to turn around, but it was a twist. She had her back to the Lethe River, but she suddenly saw the churning evil qi of the Lethe River, and the thick blood that rushed straight towards her.

Before Zhao Nihong could react, she saw that the blood qi instantly submerged into the body of Yuan Shao, who was still holding her tightly in front of her. Then the muffled snort of pain that Yuan Shao endured sounded in his ears.

Zhao Nihong hurriedly pushed him away, stared at him with a nervous expression and shouted, "How are you? Hurry up and throw that thing out!"

Yuan Shao looked at Zhao Nihong's nervous appearance, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, and he pretended to be relaxed: "Such a little thing can't hurt me, look at your nervous appearance! Don't worry! When I go back, I will prepare carefully, and throw this bold little devil to Ryusheng to dismantle eight pieces!"

Zhao Nihong saw that he was relaxed, and there was no pain on his face, so he relaxed a little, and was ready to solve Meng Po's matter first, and wait until he returned to Drunken Dream City to give Yuan Shao a good look.

Meng Po looked at the blood ghost rushing out of the Lechuan River, and the expression on her face didn't smile, so she saw Yuan Shao turn around and protect Zhao Nihong in her arms without hesitation, and saw the blood ghost burrow into Yuan Shao's body, and the horror in her heart made her forget to react for a while.

It wasn't until Zhao Nihong walked in front of her that Meng Po had some reaction.

After sorting out her expression, Meng Po said worriedly: "Is Zhao Xiaoenvoy okay?" Thinking about it, with the little envoy's physique, this thing in Lechuan must not be able to threaten the little envoy. Have you gotten the Bloodstone?"

"Envoy Meng, since you know that you and I can't intersect, you don't have to behave like this!" Zhao Nihong said with a cold face: "I think this bloodstone is not the ingredient of the soul washing soup, right?

Meng Po's face was a little bad, thinking that she would live to be three or four thousand years old in this yin, and no one dared to talk to her like this. She was polite to Zhao Nihong, but Zhao Nihong didn't appreciate it.

After taking the brocade bag handed over by Zhao Nihong, Meng Po didn't want to stay longer, took out a small bottle and threw it to her, and left without looking back.

Zhao Nihong took the soul washing soup, turned around to look at Yuan Shao, and saw that although his face was a little pale, he was still looking at himself with a smile.

Zhao Nihong restrained her hot cheeks and said, "Let's go! Let's go back to Drunken Dream City first, and find someone to show you quickly." ”

Yuan Shao stood in place, and laughed a little scoundrelly: "The things in the Lechuan River, where do you need to find someone to see." It's just that I'm suddenly haunted by resentment and tired, so you can carry me back!"

Zhao Nihong saw that he still had the heart to joke, and immediately felt a lot more relieved, pretended to be annoyed and glared at him, turned around and left.

After taking a few steps, not listening to the footsteps he caught up, he couldn't help but turn around and urge: "Hurry up! Yuan Shao!"

Zhao Nihong hadn't finished speaking, but he saw Yuan Shao's body flicker, and he couldn't stand it and fell to the ground. Even when he fell, the corners of his mouth were still smiling: "I'm afraid it's not a joke now..."

Zhao Nihong hurriedly ran over to pick up his head and reached out to probe, but as soon as he touched it, he was scalded and shrunk back.

"Why is it so hot... If the person's body is better, what should this ghost do if he is hot!" Zhao Nihong was a little at a loss, and a trace of panic flashed in her heart when she looked at the quiet person in her arms.

It must be the bloody ghost of Fang Cai, Zhao Nihong knew that he couldn't delay, so he struggled to pick up Yuan Shao and went to Drunken Dream City.

wasted a lot of strength to bring Yuan Shao back to Drunken Dream City, but she was a little confused. Last time, he said that he wanted to ask where Yuan Shao lived, but he forgot it, and now he has to send it to the Dream Yamen first.

From the city gate of Drunken Dream City to the Yamen of Guiding Dreams, it is necessary to pass through the Seven Palaces of Yanjun's Mansion. When he walked to the door of the Seventh Hall Yan Jun's Mansion, Zhao Nihong suddenly stopped. After standing at the door for a long time, I still led him in.

Zhao Nihong has never experienced such a situation of blood and qi entering the body, and she really doesn't know how to deal with it. Although he was extremely reluctant in his heart, Zhao Nihong had to turn to Yan Jun of the Seven Palaces for help.

The little ghost in Yan Jun's Mansion was startled when he saw a female ghost in a cloak helping an unconscious male ghost in, thinking that something had happened. But I saw that this cloak was not the daughter of my own Lord Yan Jun, Zhao Xiaoenvoy of the Dream Yamen!

A few shrewd imps immediately stepped forward to take over Yuan Shao, and some of the imps turned around and went inside to find Yan Jun.

Before the imps could settle Yuan Shao, someone led Yan Jun over.

"Xiaoni, how are you! Where are you hurting? Quick, come and lie down!" Yan Jun asked nervously as soon as he came in.

Before Zhao Nihong could react, Yan Jun saw Yuan Shao lying on the bed inside, and was a little cute for a while: "This..."

"As you can see, it's Yuan Shao who is injured!" Zhao Nihong angrily broke away from the hand held by Yan Jun and told him about Yuan Shao's situation in detail.

Yan Jun frowned, and asked with some confusion: "Are you saying that he became like this because of the blood qi that rushed out of the Lechuan River?"

Zhao Nihong nodded, but saw that Yan Jun's face was even more puzzled: "This is impossible! The things in the Lechuan River, unless there is an introduction, will not be able to come out! What did you take out of the Lechuan River?"

"Bloodstone! I made a deal with Meng Po and went down to get the bloodstone for her. Zhao Nihong was puzzled: "Mo is not a bloodstone or an introduction?"

Yan Jun shook his head: "The single resentment bloodstone can't bring out the things in the Lechuan River, and the resentment cloth is also needed as a medium, and the juice of Manzhu Sawa to guide the way." ”

Zhao Nihong frowned, and had a faint answer in her heart, but she still asked cautiously: "This resentful soul cloth, but it is dark red, the color like blood?"

When Yan Jun heard this, his heart sank: "Isn't it that you are the Lechuan River laid by this resentful spirit? That's not right, if this resentful soul is laid down, you yourself are afraid that you won't be able to come up." ”