The young man was dressed in a black gauze wide-sleeved robe, with long hair combed high and a silver crown, which was quite like a young man in a costume drama.

His appearance is also quite handsome, with a tall nose and thin lips, a pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows, and clear pupils flashing with a little light. The whole person looks high-spirited and energetic.

His whole face was smiling, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and two sweet dimples appeared on his face. Xia Chongming suddenly felt a little familiar when he saw this smile, as if he was looking at himself in a mirror.

The young man trotted over all the way and hugged Xia Chongming. When he saw Xia Chongming, he was as happy as seeing a long-lost relative, leaned his head on her shoulder, his eyes flashed with tears, and he choked up and said, "Master, Momo has been waiting for you for five thousand years, and you are finally back." ”

"Momo?" Xia Chongming raised his arms in the air, not knowing what to do.

The name was unfamiliar to her, and she didn't remember knowing this "Momo".

She smiled awkwardly and asked with some confusion, "Which one...... Where have we met? ”

Yan Mo put his hand on Xia Chongming's shoulder, and the two of them looked face to face for a long time. Xia Chongming looked at the young man in front of him, he did look a little similar to herself, but now she was sure that she had never seen him, even in a dream, she had never seen him.

Yan Mo looked at her left and right. It was indeed his master, but why didn't the master remember anything?

yes, now he's in human form. Yan Mo thought for a long time and came to such a conclusion. When he first took on human form, he was still a 6-year-old child, and his master had only seen him a few times before he went to the world, and now after 5,000 years, it is normal for the master not to recognize him.

But he was still very aggrieved, in his imagination, he and his master should not be reunited like this, he thought that the master would be as ecstatic as him, but why is the master still at a loss for words?

"Master, don't you recognize me, I'm Yan Mo, your Momo ......" Yan Mo's voice whimpered.

He was enveloped in a layer of mist, and his figure slowly shrank. After a while, the fog cleared, and a big black cat lay on the ground, its dark and shiny fur looked unusually beautiful, and each hair looked like a shiny little steel needle.

It was lying on the ground, tumbling its belly, as if begging Xia Chongming to touch it. If it weren't for the fact that Xia Chongming had just witnessed the process of him turning into a cat, he couldn't help but want to touch him.

When the ghosts in the main hall saw this scene, they were all shocked, and they all put their heads on the ground, not daring to look directly at Yan Mo's true body.

The black cat was rolling around on the ground, and its bright yellow eyes had been secretly observing Xia Chongming. But Xia Chongming was still stiffly clubbed there, although his face was full of "super want to touch", but he hesitated and didn't dare to step forward.

This reaction made Yan Mo really sad, he made a friendly "grunt" sound in his throat, stood up, trotted to Xia Chongming's feet, and began to rub her legs.

Although the black hair looked like a steel wire, it was unusually soft when it rubbed against Xia Chongming's legs.

If Xia Chongming was still alive and encountered such a cute creature and coquettish her, she would definitely immediately squat down and masturbate it.

But now Xia Chongming's heart is full of timidity and fear, this abnormal everything makes her feel afraid, her body began to tremble slightly, and her feet began to move back step by step.

Yan Mo had been waiting for his master to pick him up from the ground as he had done when he was younger, and five thousand years ago, whenever he behaved like this, his master would hold him in his arms and rub his head with his chin.

It's been a long time since he's smelled his master, he hasn't been touched by his master, he's not been held in his arms for a long time.

Why did the master look at him so timidly? Why did the owner step back? Does it mean that he is no longer cute?

Yan Mo let out a "meow" cry from his mouth, he watched Xia Chongming slowly retreat, his eyes were full of loss and sadness, he didn't dare to catch up again, for fear of scaring his master. Yan Mo changed his body and turned back into the young man in black.

He was now certain that in those five thousand years, his master had lost all his memory. Now that the master has returned, it must be the destruction of her mortal body after reincarnation, which means that his master will return to the netherworld because his yang life is exhausted.

So why did his master lose all his memory? Could it be that the master secretly drank Meng Po soup on the reincarnation table?

Yan Mo pondered in his heart, he lowered his tone a little, and said to Xia Chongming: "Master, you are the holy daughter of this netherworld, it was the master who created the appearance of the netherworld five thousand years ago, and it is also the master you created this way of reincarnation, after the master left, Momo has been here to help the master manage ......"

After hearing Yan Mo's words, Xia Chongming was taken aback in his heart. Just now she was still thinking about who built this palace building, as well as the strange design of the gate, and now according to what he said, it turned out to be herself!

She didn't want to slap herself in the face, she didn't have any impression of what Yan Mo said.

Xia Chongming hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, it's not me, you must have recognized the wrong person, Lord Hades, how can my little ghost be your master?" ”

"That's because you're reincarnated, master!"

"Reincarnation leads to the loss of memory?" Xia Chongming asked.

"Ah...... Yes, yes, so the owner doesn't remember anything. Yan Mo hesitated slightly, reincarnation would not be completely gone, that bowl of soup was the decisive factor.

Xia Chongming thought in his heart, could it be that he was really the saint of this netherworld as he said? Legend has it that after death, people have to drink Meng Po soup, so that they can forget the past and put aside distracting thoughts.

"Master, does the master have an evil pupil of ice and fire?" Just as Xia Chongming lowered his head and pondered, Yan Mo in front of him suddenly asked.

As soon as he heard the word evil pupil, Xia Chongming subconsciously touched his left eye. How would he know that he had different pupils?

When Xia Chongming looked at Yan Mo again, he saw that Yan Mo's right eye was also flashing with red and blue light, which was exactly the same as the evil pupil in her left eye!

"You!" Xia Chongming was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"Master, do you believe what I say?" Yan Mo spread his hands and took a step closer to Xia Chongming.

Xia Chongming thought about it and didn't retreat again. Although she didn't want to admit that she was the "holy woman" in their mouths, it seemed that this didn't hurt her, after all, following behind the Hades of the Netherworld, it should be quite beautiful, right?

She smiled and said, "I believe it, but I can't remember it for a while." ”

"It's okay master, if you can't think of it, Momo can help you. Master, your current outfit is too shabby, Momo will take you to change your body. After speaking, Yan Mo put his arm around Xia Chongming and pulled her inside.

Xia Chongming was dragged by Yan Mo, and the two walked on the red carpet, and the ghosts and ghosts on both sides worshipped.

At this moment, Xia Chongming suddenly saw a familiar figure tied to a pillar in the distance. He was covered in blood, covered in burns, and his head was clutched with dying breath.

Seeing this, Xia Chongming's heart was twisted, she shook off Yan Mo's hand and ran all the way towards the pillar.