When Du Ruo woke up again, he found that he had already walked out of the sea of flowers on the other side.

She was a little sad and a little dazed.

She knew what was going on. Although it seemed like a dream, she knew that she had regained her memory in that sea of flowers.

Although those memories were incomplete, she knew that she had changed back to Biluo.

She also knows who the person who suppressed Qingyun is.

No wonder she was able to enter the open barrier of the Kongtong seal at will, no wonder she could easily remove the Kongtong seal and feel its emotions.

The Kongtong seal is her natal weapon.

She was a little annoyed, she should have guessed it a long time ago. Or, she doesn't want to think about it, she always seems to run away unconsciously. She never asked him why he had fallen into the devil, nor did she ask for more details about his relationship with her.

Du Ruo is a person who can see through, although she is unwilling to accept the fact that she suppressed Qingyun, but after all, she did not lose her proportions and messed up.

She can distinguish between priorities and priorities, and the top priority is to find the soul of the fat tiger as soon as possible.

She shook her head vigorously and took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing the doubts in her heart.

After stabilizing her mood, she looked around carefully.

At the end of this Huangquan Road is a low stone monument. Unlike the stone tablet that Du Ruo had seen before as a boundary, this stone tablet was not as tall as her, and a few words were crookedly engraved on it.

This kind of character is an extremely ancient script, and ordinary people must not recognize it, but because she likes to read the classics in the Louvre school in her spare time before, she has seen this kind of character.

If you are not mistaken, these words should be written in the meaning of Mount Kongo.

Du Ruo looked around again, and strangely, apart from the gray mist, he didn't see the mountains.

And under her feet, behind the stone monument, there was a pitch-black road that spread deep into the fog.

Since there is a road, it is naturally for people to walk. Du Ruo embarked on this road without hesitation.

After walking a few steps, I had just stepped over the stone monument, and then something magical happened.

The fog in front of her began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within a moment, a towering mountain was faintly outlined.

It's just that this mountain is exceptionally steep, bare and full of bare rocks, and if Du can't control the clouds, how to turn over it has become the biggest problem at the moment.

She wasn't in a hurry, but she was a little confused. That is, since she stepped on the Huangquan Road, she should have seen other dead souls, but why did she come all the way, but the surroundings were exceptionally quiet, and she never saw a single remnant soul.

She looked back, and when she came, Huangquan Road was completely hidden in the thick fog, and she really had no way back.

She was a little helpless. Right now, she's really in trouble. You can't retreat, and you can't advance if you advance.

If she was on the bank of the Santu River before, she still had a premonition that someone would come to pick her up next, but under this King Kong Mountain, she was no longer sure.

Unless she sacrificed that short sword, Qingyun might not be his opponent when he came to the five ghost emperors of the netherworld. Maybe when the time comes, he only needs to use both soft and the Hades, and the fat tiger's soul can be taken away by him.

But Xiao Hei's words have been weighing heavily on her heart. The demonic nature on Qingyun's body will be stimulated by the mixed aura of the netherworld.

After thinking about it, she still suppressed the idea of sacrificing the short sword. He looked around again, found a clean rock, and sat down.

If there is really no way, she plans to forcibly climb this King Kong Mountain. It's better to fall to death than to sit here and wait for death.

But this is often the case in this world, when you have been disappointed, thinking that something or a state is immutable and will go on forever, but the turning point suddenly appears.

Just as she was helpless to find a relatively gentle slope to climb Mount Kongo, a familiar voice sounded behind her.

This voice was tactful and melodious, it was the singing that Du Ruo and Chongyuan heard in the woods outside Qiandeng Town that day.

The woman who sang was none other than the underworld of the two sisters.

Na Ming'er stopped singing and let out a puzzled "Huh".

Du Ruo looked in the direction of the sound, and under the low-hanging purple-red sky, a blue-gray smoke cloud slowly fell.

After a few moments, the smoke cleared, and two figures gradually appeared.

Ming'er was still wearing the crimson skirt, but her face was a little more dusty than before.

Beside her stood a pale-faced man, whose face Du Ruo couldn't see clearly because of the distance. But judging from the way he dresses, he should be a scholar.

She had heard Yushui Zhenren say that the two sisters were ghosts and immortals, so it was not strange to meet her in this netherworld. After a moment of silence, she saluted her and said, "Miss Hades, don't come unharmed. ”

Ming'er didn't answer, but gradually approached with doubts. The person beside her, as if unconscious, kept his head slightly bowed and expressionless. He saw Ming'er walking around, and followed her silently.

Since the last time they parted with the lake, the two sisters later dived to the bottom of the lake. However, they almost turned Yihu upside down, and they didn't find the Kongtong seal.

Although they and Du Ruo are no more than friends, they believe that she will not lie to them. Although I was a little unwilling, I didn't want to do it.

Now goodbye, but in this netherworld. Styl couldn't suppress the surprise in her heart no matter what. She was not as restrained as she spoke, and when she got closer, she exclaimed, "If it's really you, why are you here, Miss Du Ruo?"

After hesitating for a moment, Du Ruo said, "I'm here to find someone." ”

A trace of doubt flashed in Ming'er's eyes, and her expression became a little uncertain. In addition to ghosts and fairies, there are other ghosts in this netherworld, although the girl in front of her is not an ordinary person, but it is a little unreasonable to come to this netherworld to find someone. "Looking for whom?"

Du Ruo didn't want to lie to her, this girl was more or less her savior. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "I came to find the fat tiger, it is dead, and the soul should have gone to the capital city." ”

"What?" Hades's voice involuntarily raised. "Do you want to make it back?"

Du Ruo nodded and replied to her: "Yes, I want to take his soul back to the human world." ”

"No!" screamed. After realizing the gaffe, she said: "Since he has been taken to the capital city, there is no room for turn, and if you forcibly break into the underworld, you will be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

Du Ruo shook his head and said, "I don't care about these consequences, since I came down today, I made the worst plan, and I won't go back if I can't find him." ”

As if thinking of something, Ming'er asked, "The fat tiger you are talking about is the big leopard that slapped the little Taoist priest to death that day?"

Du Ruo nodded, gave a big salute to the underworld, and said, "Miss underworld, because there is no aura in this netherworld, it is impossible to communicate with heaven and earth, so I can't control the clouds and can only be trapped in front of this King Kong Mountain." Now that I'm also exhausted, I can only take the liberty of asking you if you can take me over the mountain if it's convenient. After speaking, Du Ruo gave another salute. Now in this situation, she can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, even if Na Ming'er has no intention of helping her, she has to try.