Mu Yan smiled lightly, "Why am I angry?" ”

"Because I didn't tell you the answer you wanted, old woman." Meng Po smiled weirdly, and her face was reflected in the bowl of soup, which added to the mystery.

Mu Yan wasn't angry, she just felt that she had nothing to say to her, so she wanted to leave, but she wanted to say something back.

That sentence lingered in her mind, why should people go back, and who wants to go back?

She bowed her head slightly to Meng Po, saluted, and said indifferently, "If you say you don't remember, it's better than if you remember, someone like my master should be able to remember it at a glance, since you don't remember, then he may not have been here." ”

Meng Po didn't speak, got up and walked towards her, in fact, she wasn't leaving, she was floating, still holding the bowl of soup in her hand, "You drink this, I'll tell you how?" ”

Mu Yan took a step back, his eyes sharp, "Why should I drink it?" I can't help but bridge, don't go to the reincarnation gate. ”

"Since you're here, how can you go back?" She was still approaching, and Mu Yan could feel a chill.

Mu Yan felt that this bullying was soft and afraid of hardness, it was like this everywhere, she didn't cultivate, so she deserved to be treated like this, if the phantom night was there, I'm afraid she wouldn't be so arrogant.

The underworld really subverted her cognition.

Her eyes were shining, and although she had no spiritual power, her momentum was still strong, "Are you forcing people to enter reincarnation and hell?" Is Meng Po so bold now? ”

Meng Po didn't care what she said, she was going to fill her if she caught her, Mu Yan pushed her hard, but found that she couldn't catch her, could it be that she was a ghost?

Like the two immortals in black and white, they are both immortals, she ...... I couldn't catch it and couldn't hit it.

But what does it mean that she can catch herself?

Mu Yan was still panicking at the moment, biting his lip tightly and not letting go.

Just when she couldn't resist it, a dark light shook Meng Po away, and the soup spilled on the ground. 8090 Chinese

When Mu Yan saw the face of the Phantom Night Owl, he felt for the first time that he might not be so terrifying.

At least she thought now that if she had to choose, she would rather be in the Demon Realm than in this gloomy underworld.

Phantom Night protected her behind her and stared at Meng Po coldly, "The underworld is becoming more and more unruly, and I can't see clearly, who can you move?" ”

Meng Po trembled when she heard this, and bowed her head slightly, "It turned out that it was brought by the Demon Venerable, and it was rude." ”

Mu Yan was speechless, sure enough, identity and strength are the signboards, and they are the same everywhere.

Phantom Night brushed his sleeves, and didn't say much, probably because he didn't want to make any extraneous branches, so he grabbed Mu Yan and flew directly over the Nai He Bridge.

After the two of them landed, Phantom Night handed her a dark green stone, "Take it with you, you can expel the ghosts, that place can't take you there, but it will frighten you." ”

Mu Yan was a little confused, he was just looking for this? She shook her head and tugged at the stone in the palm of her hand, a faint glow lingering in her fingertips, a cool feeling.

"I'm fine, I just asked her about something, and there was a little argument."

Phantom Night hooked his lips and laughed wickedly, "You can talk to Meng Po for so long?" What to ask her? ”

Mu Yan didn't hide it, and said calmly, "I'm just asking her if she remembers that my master has been here?" ”

"Your master?" Phantom Night was puzzled, and then seemed to understand, "Your master in the Spirit Sword Sect?" ”

She nodded, her eyelids drooping, her heart still a little sour.

Seeing her like this, Phantom Night gently patted her shoulder, "Don't be sad, maybe he'll be fine." ”

Mu Yan raised his eyes, thinking that he might be right.