Chapter 847: It's Me!

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The ghosts saw that Houtu was still standing in front of the formation, her petite body, as if there was some strength to hold her up, she closed her eyes tightly, expecting a miracle! Seeing this, all the ghosts were very sad, and Houtu did not get their wish after all.

There is nothing left in that formation, so much time has passed, King Qin Guang is afraid that he has been wiped out!

Knowing that the odds were small, he still had to do it.

The demons did not speak, nor dared to speak, nor did they leave, but they stood quietly behind.

Bai Wuchang looked sad, and Hei Wuchang touched his head and let him lean on his body. There was a bit of complexity in her eyes, Hou Tu Niang Niang and King Qin Guang had no fate after all!

An hour passed, and the ghosts did not leave, but Houtu opened his eyes, looked at the empty formation, frowned, his chest was stuffy, and a stream of blood suddenly spurted out.

"Hou Tu Niang !!" The ghosts shouted worriedly and wanted to go over, but they saw Houtu waving his hand behind him.

She turned her head slowly, with a tired smile on her face: "You all go back!" ”

"Hou Tu Niangniang, we ......" The ghosts don't know how to consol, it seems that everything is in vain, do they want to say that people can't be resurrected after death? Or is it a change of mourning? King Qin Guang was completely destroyed, didn't saying this make Houtu sad again? These ghosts of theirs are all the grace of Houtu, if it weren't for the righteous sacrifice of Houtu, I don't know if they would exist.

All the ghosts knelt down one after another, bowed three times to Houtu, and left.

Now, what they can do is to take care of the underworld and not let the Houtu worry about it anymore. This can be regarded as a return for the kindness of Houtu! Regarding the matter of King Qin Guang, they could not do anything.

The ghosts left, and the upright figure of Houtu finally collapsed to the ground, bowing his head and weeping, crying silently, but the scars in his heart could not be seen. You, why are you so ruthless! Didn't you say you could succeed?

You haven't told me you like it yet!

Why give up?

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have thought about driving you away, or you wouldn't have to." Yes, it's all her fault. Ju Wuwu is right, not everything will develop in the direction she expects, and some things are not something she can control by herself.

Houtu looked up at the sky, but the underworld could not see the sky, could not see the light, and from then on, the only light in her life was extinguished. Perhaps, this is the price! Staggered up, the formation was back in operation, and she smiled bitterly, she was destined to live forever and be alone in the world she had created.

The figure flashed and fell into the formation.

She was back in her lonely world, foggy, and only faintly able to see the flowers that were blooming just right. Two lines of tears flowed from her cheeks unconsciously, and she slowly walked into the flowers, and she should sleep peacefully.

Suddenly, the originally thick fog gradually dissipated.

Hou Tu paused, wondering in her heart, she didn't cast a spell, how could these fogs disperse?

Faintly, she saw a figure in front of her, her heart jumped suddenly, and there was excitement on her face, was it him??

She lifted the hem of her skirt and ran swiftly in that direction, and through the fog, she finally saw the man. Dressed in a pale yellow brocade dress, with a slender figure and a handsome face, especially those eyes, she was so excited that she shed tears.

She opened her mouth, not knowing what to say, she didn't dare to go any further, what would she do if it was all fake? She looked at him deeply, just from a distance, little by little, with the person in her head.

She stopped her tears, smiled at him at all of her beauty, and looked at him with a smile from afar.

In a flash, she felt that her whole body had fallen into a warm embrace, and an indescribable aura reached the tip of her nose, and she couldn't help but close her eyes and take a deep breath. She must have been dreaming.

"Houtu, don't drive me away this time."

Hearing that voice, Houtu suddenly woke up, his body couldn't help but tremble, and finally opened his eyes, looked up at him, and the jade hand stroked his face, touching inch by inch, for fear that he was not careful, and he was afraid that it was an illusion.

King Qin Guang held her with one hand: "It's me!" ”

"Really?" Houtu's voice trembled a little, "Are you alive?" ”

"It's me, it's me, I'm alive." He hugged her tightly, as if to melt her into his own flesh and bones.

He waited for a long, long, long time, to finally be able to hug her into his arms, it was such a good feeling, he could finally be with her, forever.

The tears in Houtu's eyes couldn't help but drip down, and he cried and laughed: "Fool!!" ”

She threw herself into his arms, muttering fools and fools, and he smiled and seemed very happy. If he was a fool, he would only be stupid in front of her.

Meng Jiaojiao was a little sullen, and without saying a word, she filled ** soup for the ghost who crossed the bridge. Those ghosts seemed to feel the terrifying aura coming from her, and hurriedly trembled their hands, took the ** soup and drank it all, and instantly crossed the bridge and threw themselves into the reincarnation pool.

Suddenly, the flowers on both sides of the bridge bloomed again, as if feeling this, Meng Jiaojiao stopped moving, the soup in the cauldron did not stir and gradually solidified, black and black, looking terrible.

The ghost who wanted to cross the Nai He Bridge also stopped, and Meng Jiaojiao saw the flowers on the other side of the bridge, and her soul felt two breaths.

When I opened my eyes, there were surprises inside: "King Qin Guang and Houtu!" ”

Meng Jiaojiao felt it, and the rest of the ghosts in the underworld naturally felt it too. They all stopped their business, feeling the soul power of the dungeon gradually thickening, they closed their eyes and quietly realized.

King Qin Guang succeeded, and he was finally able to stay with Houtu as he wished. Completely integrated, it is equivalent to making the underworld stronger again, and those suppressed evil gods dare not be presumptuous, so the underworld seems to have become brighter.

As the soul power continued to increase, the Tao contained in it made them addicted to it, and when they opened their eyes again, they were excited. In this way, they actually raised a realm.

Before the ghosts had time to be surprised, countless red flowers began to fall from the entire underworld, and the flowers took root and bloomed on the spot. One by one, one after the other, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the most beautiful side was revealed in front of them.

Whether it was a new soul or an old ghost, they were all shocked by the scene in front of them at this time. Legend has it that the flowers that only bloom on the other side of the Nai He Bridge are actually full of the underworld at this moment, and they are blooming so well, how can they not be shocked.

Meng Jiaojiao stretched out her hand to pick up a flower that floated down, and when the flower fell into her palm, it melted into her bone marrow, and in an instant she felt that her soul power had improved a little.