Chapter 74 Eight Hundred Miles of Yellow Sand, Eight Hundred Miles of Manzhu Shahua
Stepping into the abyss of hell again, Mu Qingyan felt an inexplicable sense of belonging, as if she was born in this interface. This time, she came to the third layer of the Hell Abyss, the first floor where Meng Po was.
Break through 800 miles of yellow sand, then cross Huangquan Road, see the Lechuan River, and then walk to the Nai He Bridge to see an inn-like house.
That is where Meng Po lived, and it was called Meng Po Zhuang.
Mu Qingyan first came to the eight hundred miles of yellow sand.
The first second was still a strong wind, and the yellow sand was all over the sky, and the second after Mu Qingyan just stepped on the yellow sand, the yellow sand was dreamily full of Manzhu Shahua.
Mu Qingyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and she quietly climbed a touch of vigilance in her heart.
The Manzhu Sawa is as brilliant and bright red as blood, paving the road to the Yellow Spring, and the Manzhu Sawa of 800 miles looks like it is paved with bright red blood from a distance.
"Yanyan, don't worry, you're just in time for the day when Manju Sawa blooms, it's okay. Through here, I can help you go straight to Meng Po Village. ”
"Hmm." Mu Qingyan nodded lightly, but she didn't take it lightly, she covered her nose, and after she took a pill, she held her breath.
If she remembers correctly, the fragrance of this Manzhu Sawa has a kind of magic, as long as it is the soul, smelling the fragrance of this Manzhu Sawah, the scenes of the past and present lives appear in front of her eyes like a movie.
After seeing it with your own eyes in your past and present lives, you will go straight to the Lechuan River. When the soul partners with Meng Po Tang to step on the Nai He Bridge, the soul after crossing the Lethe River will forget everything in life and leave everything that was once on the other side.
Mu Qingyan's eyes moved slightly, she didn't want to recall her past life again.
Then, she quickly walked out of the eight hundred miles of manzhu shahua.
Fortunately, she had developed this pill that could hold her breath before, otherwise she would have to go through those ...... again
After Mu Qingyan passed through the eight hundred miles of Manzhu Shahua, he went directly to Meng Pozhuang with the help of Cao Wanzi.
From a distance, Mu Qingyan saw a woman in front of the village, as graceful as jade, with a long skirt and elegant black hair reaching her waist.
Mu Qingyan then walked quickly in front of her.
Hearing that someone was coming, the woman stopped the movement of stirring in her hand, and looked up at Mu Qingyan, her eyes were clear, just a glance made Mu Qingyan feel like the whole world was filled.
The corners of her mouth smiled shallowly, and she stood there looking at Mu Qingyan calmly, like a white plum in the wind.
The weird-looking ghost next to her who couldn't tell the gender was in stark contrast to her.
"Are you ......?" Mu Qingyan couldn't help but ask.
Although there is an answer that has already been formed in the mind.
But Mu Qingyan still couldn't believe it in her heart.
After all, as far as she knew, Meng Po was extremely ugly. But the person in front of him is as beautiful as a fairy!
"Meng Po." Her gentle voice sounded softly.
Mom, it's really Meng Po!
Mu Qingyan's eyes couldn't help but flash a flash of amazement.
Meng Po thought that she could see what Mu Qingyan was thinking, and chuckled: "Why, Meng Po can't be like me?" ”
"It's not!" Mu Qingyan shook her head. She was just a little amazed.
Meng Po saw at a glance that Mu Qingyan was a living person, and asked with some curiosity: "What are you doing here as a living person?" ”
Mu Qingyan got straight to the point and said, "Come to you and ask for something." ”
Meng Po's eyes smiled slightly, and she asked softly, "What is there in me that is of interest to the living?" ”
Mu Qingyan said lightly: "Your tears." ”
"Are you kidding?"
Who doesn't know that Meng Po is a ruthless person, how can there be tears.
"It's not." Mu Qingyan shook his head, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he emphasized: "I did come to ask you for tears." ”