After thinking about it for a long time, the king finally regained his old attitude, "If you don't reincarnate, then you can only go to the bank of the Lechuan River." ”

"What are the conditions?" asked Jun Nan Quercus's soul.

"I want your face. The king stared at him for a long time before he could speak.

You say she loves you, so if you don't have this face, will she still like you?

Jun Nanqi: Do you want to gamble? Wang Cheng said to himself in his heart, but in fact, he was gambling with himself.

"Okay, I promise you. Jun Nan Oak finally smiled.

Jun Nanqi's smile is as warm as a spring breeze in March, but in Wang Cheng's eyes, it is extremely dazzling.

Since then, Junnan oak has been skinned and thrown into the Lethe River, not knowing whether it is alive or dead.

Wang Cheng didn't mention Jun Nan Oak either, as if he had never liked this person, or, more precisely, never known Jun Nan Quercus this person.

Only some people who have been with him for a long time know that the name Junnan Oak cannot be mentioned in front of the king.

Wang Cheng came back to his senses from the past, only to find that one hundred and forty-three years had passed.

It turns out that it has been so long since Jun Nan Li left him, but why do these things linger in his mind as if they were just yesterday?

Wang Cheng didn't dare to think about it anymore, glanced at the inn, and hurriedly left.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to say much, and when he saw the king like this, he didn't know what was going on.

Glancing at Xiaohua's room again, he raised his hand to beckon Xiao Er, "Go prepare some normal meals, get some hot water, and send it to this girl in the evening." ”

The shopkeeper's face was inexplicable, didn't this girl let the king's people carry her away yesterday?

But the shopkeeper's look didn't look like he was joking, and he hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll go and prepare it right away." ”

When Xiaohua woke up and was already lying on the bed, the shopkeeper also thoughtfully covered the quilt for her, so that she would not fall asleep in this cold place.

Xiaohua moved her body, but she still felt unbearable pain, so she immediately took out a pill from her arms and ate it, and the pain felt slightly better.

The pain of this broken tail is really unbearable.

Xiaohua got up and swept away the food on the table, she wasn't worried this time, after all, it was the people's territory.

Xiaohua was thinking about when to find the soul of Jun Nanqi, and touched the waist card, for this waist card, let her become an eight-tailed fox, and she turned around to find a time to gild this waist card, otherwise it would be a loss.

When Xiaohua thought of Jun Nan Quercus, she couldn't help but think crankily, if he wasn't in Lechuan, if he went to reincarnate, then she would have to look for a long time.

After eating, the voice of the shopkeeper came from outside the door, but it was not the one from yesterday, "Girl, I'm bringing you hot water." ”

Xiaohua opened the door at this time, saw that it was a fresh face, and said strangely, "You are the second shopkeeper in this store?"

"Yes, what's wrong girl?" asked the shopkeeper politely.

"It's nothing, you go down. "Xiaohua took the hot water, it turns out that the person who was burned to ashes by the fire yesterday is not from this store.

Xiaohua finally took a comfortable bath, closed her eyes in bed for a long time, and thought that there were still three days before she could enter Lethe, and she was a little apprehensive in her heart.

But no matter how it ends, she has to find Jun Nan Quercus.

Three days later, at midnight, Xiaohua's injury had healed a lot, and she took the waist card out of the door of the inn, and the midnight on this street was very lively.

If you don't look carefully, it's really similar to the night in the world, but if you look carefully, then you will find that most of these so-called people are crooked melons and cracked dates, some have no hands, some have no eyeballs, and some sell cold salads and people's ears......

Ordinary people would be terrified when they looked at this scene.

The spirits on the road came and went, Xiaohua waited at the gate of the city with a waist card, and finally it was her turn, she handed the waist card to the ghost who guarded the city.

The ghost almost glanced at it and said, "It's over, hurry up." ”

Xiaohua smiled openly, "Yes, yes, the little one will go immediately." Xiaohua took the waist card all the way unimpeded, and followed a group of souls to the Lechuan River.

This is not counted, she has to pass the Meng Po level, she doesn't want to drink Meng Po soup.

Meng Po set up a shed next to the Nai He Bridge to give these souls Meng Po soup so that they could be reincarnated.

What kind of person is Meng Po, this fox's demonic aura is so strong, how could she not know, put down the bowl in her hand, and persuaded, "Isn't it good to cultivate in the mortal world? ”

Xiaohua didn't know that the king's waist card didn't work, so she took out the waist card directly, Meng Po glanced at it, sighed, and pointed to the Lechuan River next to it.

Xiaohua didn't know why, and was about to ask her what she meant, when suddenly a force dragged her down from the shore.

The little flower plopped and fell into the river.

Because she didn't know how to water, Xiaohua choked on several mouthfuls of water before sinking to the bottom of the river.

There was a person standing next to Meng Po, who was talented on the shore, dressed in white, and with Jun Nanqi's handsome and extraordinary face, he was very good-looking.

"After all these years, can't you let him go?" Meng Po asked.

The visitor just looked fixedly at the little flower in the river that sank to the bottom of the water, and said indifferently, "How can you forget? I have tried hard to forget this person for more than 100 years, but I just can't forget it." ”

Meng Po didn't say anything anymore when she heard this, but turned around and continued to pour Meng Po soup to others.

Xiaohua sank to the bottom of the water, and couldn't help but scold Meng Po and Wang Cheng in her heart, don't think that she didn't know that the person behind her just now was the king.

Anyway, what is he doing with him? It can't be that he still wants his own tail, right?

Xiaohua shuddered when she thought of this, don't be like this, one tail is enough for her.

There is nothing alive in the Lechuan River, and as far as the eye can see, there are some souls who are quite obsessed and refuse to be reincarnated.

The more Xiaohua thought about it, the more excited she became, so will the soul of Junnan oak be here?

Xiaohua hurriedly walked through the dense crowd and tried to find Junnanque, but no matter how she looked, she couldn't find where Junnanquet was.

I had to ask the woman in red next to me, "Have you seen a person named Jun Nanqi?"

The woman put down her hand and raised her eyes to look at her, "Jun Nanqi?"

Xiaohua nodded hurriedly, and the woman then stroked the piano and said, "He's over there." ”

Xiaohua looked at her gaze, and saw that the person on the stone pillar locked by iron chains didn't look like Junnan oak no matter how he looked.

It was a faceless face.

Xiaohua approached and tried to shout, "Jun Nan Oak?"

The man who was chained finally raised his head, and Xiaohua's tears came down like this, "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Xiaohua hugged this person tightly, for fear that he would disappear from sight like hundreds of years ago.

The man was stunned, and said with difficulty, "Little flower?"