When Honghime and I heard this, we were all shocked.

"Your name is Lin Mochen's little boy, so isn't your rank higher than that of him, the ghost king of the underworld? How long have you lived? I also stepped forward and asked with a puzzled look on my face.

When the man in white heard my question, he was not angry, but lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and then he shook his head and replied leisurely.

"How long have you lived? Hehe, it's been so long, I've forgotten about myself for a long time......"

The man in white smiled bitterly and asked us again, "Just now you said that you came to find Manju Sahua?" ”

"Yes, Lord Ghost Monarch was injured by the artifact Xianmu Peach Sword, and now he is seriously injured and has not woken up, and he urgently needs the sap of Manzhu Sahua's stamen, and I hope that Mr. can tell us the whereabouts of Manzhu Sahua!" Honghime said respectfully again.

Who knew that the man in white waved his hand directly, and replied in a cold tone: "Go back, Manju Sawa has long since withered and become extinct, and there is nothing you are looking for here." ”

"How so?! That's impossible! I screamed in dismay.

"Yes, sir, we also learned that there is still an extinct Manzhu Sawa in the heart of the Lechuan River, so we have come here with great difficulty. Since you also know Lord Ghost Monarch, now that his life and death are uncertain, and the underworld is in turmoil, Mr. can't see death without help! Honghime also pleaded on the side.

When the man in white heard this, he suddenly turned around, with a hint of anger on his face, and asked in his mouth: "Who told you that there is still Manzhu Sawa in the heart of the Lechuan River?!" ”

"This ......" Hongji was speechless for a while, not knowing whether to say it or not.

I was about to say that it was Meng Po, when I suddenly remembered that Meng Po had given me a withered Manju Sawa plant, saying that I had given it to a young man in white on the Lethe River and gave it to him.

Could it be that the man Meng Po said was the person in front of him?

But Meng Po is a lot older, no matter how you look at this handsome guy in front of her, he is also in his prime, handsome and beautiful, do the two of them still have any ulterior secrets?

Seeing that we didn't want to speak, the man in white directly issued an eviction order, "Since you don't want to say it, then hurry up!" Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude! ”

"Wait!" I screamed, walked quickly to the man in white, and then slowly took out the silk roll wrapped in Manzhu Sawa in my arms and handed it to the man in white.

The man in white glanced down at the thing in my hand, and didn't know what was in it, so he asked in confusion, "What is this?" ”

I licked my lips and replied, "This is what an old woman gave us before we came here, and she begged us to give it to you with your own hands, saying that you would understand what it meant when you saw it!" ”

The man in white was slightly startled, and stretched out his slightly trembling hand to take it.

When he slowly opened the silk scarf and saw the withered and shriveled Manju Sawa inside, the whole person froze in place as if petrified, and it took him a long time to recover.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha......"

The man in white, who had recovered from the shock, suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter sounded not only not a little joyful, but filled with a trace of misery.

At this moment, the man in white looked so painful......

"How many years, how many years! Meng Jiang, Meng Jiang, haven't you forgotten me......"

I don't know when, two tears have rolled out of the white man's fair and handsome cheeks......