Mu Yan paused, it turned out to be the two immortal monarchs of black and white impermanence, and she was suddenly afraid to continue walking, ready to turn around.

"There is no turning back from Huangquan." The sound seemed to come from hell.

Mu Yan was startled, and then realized that the black and white Impermanence Immortal Monarch was not talking to her, but the woman who was arrested was probably unwilling and wanted to run back, but was held up again.

But the moment he turned around, Mu Yan felt familiar, and he searched in his mind for a long time before he remembered that he was a disciple of the Ethereal Pavilion.

Why did she cry out?

Are you here like this, unwilling?

Immortal cultivators who have not ascended to immortality will eventually come here after they die?

She had always thought that only mortals came here, and it turned out that immortal cultivators who were hundreds of thousands of years old were also the same.

The voices became smaller and smaller, and they eventually disappeared, and Mu Yan suddenly remembered Xue Yifeng's words in his mind.

Go to the underworld and ask Master?

She had always thought that immortal cultivators who had attained the Tao would be different, and that a person like the master would definitely not come to such a gloomy place.

Mu Yan walked forward slowly, the sentence of no turning back has been lingering in her ears, she wondered if she could go to the Hades King, and ask the master if he had been here and where he went?

The road was smooth, the fog gradually thinned, and a large area of flowers on the other side was like a layer of fire, inviting people's eyes.

However, Meng Po was looking at her with eyes like torches on the side of the bridge, her eyes were cold and deep.

Mu Yan stopped and looked at her hesitantly, strangely she didn't speak, she lowered her head and was stirring the water in the bucket.

Mu Yan is in a dilemma at this time, if she wants to cross the Nai He Bridge, Meng Po will inevitably stop her, she is not a wandering spirit, she does not need to be reincarnated, and she does not have to forget anything. Nine peaches

When she was hesitating, Meng Po lowered her head and said slowly, "How can the girl come here?" ”

She was stunned for a moment, and said lightly, "I'm here to find someone." ”

"Oh? This is the first time I've heard of someone coming to the underworld. ”

Her voice seemed to come from the abyss, and there was a hint of coldness to hear.

Mu Yan bowed, and his tone was detached but polite, "Mother-in-law, I don't know if there are people of all ethnic groups who cross the Nai He Bridge here?" ”

"That's nature." She replied without being salty, and the echo did not subside for a long time.

Mu Yan was overjoyed when he heard this, and couldn't help but take a few steps closer, and asked, "Then do you remember that a hundred years ago, the Dugu Patriarch of the Immortal Realm came here?" ”

"I don't remember." She replied very simply, hanging her head, without looking at Mu Yan.

Without thinking, it was obviously perfunctory to her, so she asked again, "Can you think about it?" It's easy to remember, white hair and white beard, fairy wind bones, very famous in the fairy world. ”

Meng Po raised her head, her face was expressionless, her eyes were dark, she scooped a bowl of Meng Po soup, and said leisurely, "I don't remember." ”

Mu Yan was suddenly deflated, and estimated that he couldn't ask why, so he turned around and left.

"Is the girl going to turn back?" Sen Leng's voice sounded behind him, and Mu Yan felt a chill on his back.

Mu Yan's eyes were cold, and his tone was not very kind, "My body and soul are together, what are you afraid of turning back?" Even if it's a mortal body, the Hades can't do anything to me without permission, right? What's more, Meng Po, what about you? ”

Meng Po was slightly stunned, looked at the Meng Po soup in her hand, and said lightly, "It's the third generation, and it's still such a personality." ”

Mu Yan's body trembled for a moment, and then he turned around, "What third world?" Do you mean me? ”

"The girl seems to be angry?" She avoided the topic and talked idly, Mu Yan was strange, the legend was cold and ruthless, and Meng Po, who only persuaded people to drink Meng Po soup, would be homely.