"Why can't you die? Who are you going to see? Why are you so insistent?" Still smiling kindly, Meng Po continued to ask.

"Yes, who am I going to see?" Looking blankly into the distance, Yang Feixue suddenly muttered to herself, but soon, Yang Feixue began to tremble again, and the trembling became more and more severe, and with a 'ping', the bowl in Yang Feixue's hand fell to the ground, and all the soup spilled out.

"I want to go back, I want to go back to see him! So now I can't forget, let alone die!" The fierce, dull eyes became clear again, and a strange translucent light burst out from the surging Lechuan River and returned to Yang Feixue's body, and in an instant, Yang Feixue remembered everything, and her eyes became firm.

"The water of Lethe River can wash away sins, but it can't wash away care, and you have never forgotten your feelings, how do you know that there is love? Little girl, move forward to this front, in the depths of the bitter sea, at the top of the Sword Mountain, find your own way, since the Yellow Spring is not your final destination, then you can leave this place with your own feet, and this is also a hint that the old woman can give you. ”

"Thank you, old woman. After hearing Meng Po's words, Yang Feixue said to Meng Po, and looking at Yang Feixue, Meng Po smiled and said: "Let's go, little girl, the old woman will cheer you on, you can accept this, when you are in difficulty, drink it, it will allow you to get through the difficulties." With that, Meng Po handed over the three small wine jars to Yang Feixue's hands.

After taking the wine jar, Yang Feixue nodded to Meng Po again, and then ran in the direction that Meng Po pointed to, looking at Yang Feixue's back, Meng Po showed a kind smile.

Moving in the direction that Meng Po said, gradually, Yang Feixue felt the pain in her legs, the return of memory, and feelings, and at the same time let Yang Feixue's pain come back, walking and walking, unconsciously, Yang Feixue turned back and could no longer see the shadow of the Nai He Bridge, and in front of her, it was a change from the barren image of the grass before, and a large area of bright red was reflected in Yang Feixue's eyes.

I saw that in front of me, there were patches of bright red flowers on the other side, the bright red flowers on the other side were also called Manzhu Sawah, full of mystery, full of red flowers, just like a blood road paved in front of Yang Feixue's eyes, and like a carpet paved by blood, the breeze blew, and a large area of flowers on the other side gently swayed with the wind, as if a small stone was thrown into a blood-colored calm lake.

The moment Yang Feixue's footsteps stepped on the sea of flowers, the sea of flowers in front of Yang Feixue suddenly lit up with a faint red light, as if guiding Yang Feixue's way forward.

"No, the path guided by the old woman is not here!" Seeing the road that flashed with a faint red light, Yang Feixue shook her head, and turned to look in the direction of the darkness, a trace of resolute light flashed, and Yang Feixue resolutely took steps in the direction without the guidance of the light.

As soon as the steps came out, all of a sudden, the heavens and the earth became dull, leaving only the guidance of the red light just now, but Yang Feixue was still moving towards the darkness, with Yang Feixue's footsteps, the bright road was getting farther and farther away from Yang Feixue, and when the guidance of the red light disappeared behind Yang Feixue, Yang Feixue found that his road had come to an end, and in front of him was a boundless sea of blood!

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the back is the shore. ”

The huge stone tablet engraved with eight words, the words above flashed with a faint golden light, and in the blood-colored ocean, Yang Feixue was faintly visible, countless souls, constantly floating and floating in the blood, their faces were hideous and painful, and bursts of sorrow and screams continued to echo in the sky above the sea of blood.

Looking at the struggling person in this sea of suffering, Yang Feixue felt a burst of depression and discomfort in her heart, the kind of terrible cry like a curse, angry scolding, as if all reflected in Yang Feixue's heart, made Yang Feixue feel unprecedentedly uncomfortable.

"Here, full of all negative feelings......" Looking at this sea of blood, Yang Feixue covered her ears and said softly, countless negative feelings poured into Yang Feixue's heart, almost making Yang Feixue unable to stand still, falling into this low-level abyss, her mind was calm, Yang Feixue immediately dispelled the troubles in her heart, it turned out that this screaming and miserable cry was actually a soul attack!

"This is the bitter sea that the old woman said, in the depths of here, there is a way for me to leave!"

Thinking of this, Yang Feixue's body slowly floated up, and strode forward, coming here, Yang Feixue has no way back, can only move forward bravely, even if there is a sea of swords and fires in front of him, Yang Feixue will not retreat at all!

Along the way, those miserable screams became louder and louder, and Yang Feixue was trying his best to guard the spiritual platform, so as not to let his mind be affected, after advancing for a while, Yang Feixue looked back again, but found that the original shore of the bitter sea had disappeared, and unconsciously, Yang Feixue could no longer see the way back.

"The sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore! All beings are sinking, who will be saved?"

"Go back, go forward, and you will only sink forever in the boundless sea of suffering. After finishing speaking, Yang Feixue found that in front of his eyes, the coast of the bitter sea that had disappeared just now reappeared, and turned his head to look at the still boundless bitter sea in front of him, Yang Feixue resolutely said: "I have no intention of turning back, even if there is a road ahead of me." ”

After finishing speaking, Yang Feixue continued to move forward, and the coast of the bitter sea disappeared behind Yang Feixue again, and gradually moved forward, suddenly, in the bitter sea, a white bone hand rushed out of the bitter sea and grabbed Yang Feixue's ankle.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Dead and dead!!"

Countless bone claws suddenly stretched out from the depths of the bitter sea, grabbing Yang Feixue's feet, the power of the bone claws was incomparably large, so that Yang Feixue could not break free at all, in a hurry, Yang Feixue condensed the ice sword and slashed towards the bone claw, 'snap', the ice sword shattered, but the bone claw was not damaged at all, the hardness of this bone claw far exceeded Yang Feixue's imagination.

"Oh no!" Just when Yang Feixue counterattacked, more bone claws had already grabbed Yang Feixue's feet and kept pulling them down, at this time, Yang Feixue suddenly remembered Meng Po's words, so she hurriedly took out a small wine jar and opened it, and quickly drank the contents inside.

A force flowed into Yang Feixue's body along with the water contained in the jar, and suddenly, Yang Feixue's entire body seemed to be burning, and the light of the flame burst out from Yang Feixue's body, and a powerful force not only dispelled Yang Feixue's fatigue, but also made Yang Feixue full of strength.

(End of chapter)