"Jun Nanli, I've been looking for you for a long time, I'm sorry, I'm late. Xiaohua said to herself.

And Jun Nanli, who was hugged, said, "I don't blame you, I am willing." ”

Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, summoned the Yuqing Sword out and cut the iron cable, and Jun Nan Oak fell to the ground when he landed.

Because he had been tied up here for more than a hundred years, he was suddenly released and his feet were a little unsteady.

When Xiaohua saw Jun Nanqi's appearance, she knew that he had suffered a lot in the Lechuan River, and she felt more and more sorry for him in her heart, so she hurriedly helped him up and said, "I'll carry you." ”

Jun Nan Oak obviously didn't expect Xiaohua to treat him like this, and refused, "I'm a big man, 9 Dong may let you be a woman on your back? I can go, you can just hold me." ”

Jun Nan Quercus's words are obviously very useful, Xiaohua obediently supported Jun Nan Quercus, this time, Xiaohua didn't have to hide anything anymore, recited a trick, and brought Jun Nan Quercus back to the shore.

Behind him is the Lethe River, which is full of souls who refuse to be reincarnated, and there are bursts of heart-rending cries, "Let us out, let us out......"

Xiaohua had goosebumps on her back, although she was said to be a fox demon, she was still quite afraid of the crooked melons and cracked dates in the Lechuan River.

Xiaohua took Junnanquet back to the shore, very happy, and wanted to hold him, but her hand passed through Junnanque's body incredibly, which surprised Xiaohua.

"What's going on?" Xiaohua still didn't give up, and touched it again, and the result was the same as Fang Cai, Xiaohua's hand passed through Jun Nan Quercus like this.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry. Jun Nanqi's face couldn't see the joy and sorrow, but he said indifferently.

In fact, he was able to meet Xiaohua again, it was already against the sky, he didn't dare to ask too much, but he was afraid that Xiaohua would blame herself, so he just pretended not to care and comforted Xiaohua.

But where did Xiaohua do what he thought, put him into a jade pendant, and walked out of the underworld without saying a word.

Behind him was a sigh from Meng Po, "Now Wang Cheng is going to be in trouble." ”

The king had already returned to the main hall, and was sitting in the main hall at this time, and he also held a snow-white tail in his hand, which was naturally the one that Xiaohua cut to him.

However, the more this is the case, the more uncomfortable he becomes, that woman can cut off her own tail for Jun Nan Oak, it seems that she really loves Jun Nan Oak.

Wang Cheng thought of this, without a wry smile, who could understand that his love for Jun Nan Oak was no less than that woman's. It's just that Jun Nan Oak refused to follow him even if he went to the Lechuan River and was imprisoned.

Wang Cheng was very distressed, that fox was probably complaining to Jun Nan Li now.

However, what Wang Cheng didn't know was that Xiaohua was rushing to the main hall at this time.

Those little ghosts couldn't stop Xiaohua, so they could only let her break in.

Wang Cheng immediately took a look at Fang Cai, looked at Xiaohua, and then looked at Jun Nan Li beside her, and said lightly, "What's the matter?"

Where can Xiaohua manage so much, and said anxiously, "When I found him, I could touch him at the bottom of the Lechuan River, but out of the Lechuan River, he became an ethereal figure, I don't know if the king knows what the reason is?"

You can touch him in the Lethe River, but because he is going to be punished, the underworld gave him a body, and now that he is gone, he naturally has no entity, and he has become a soul again. The king patiently explained, but his eyes were always on Jun Nanqi.

Xiaohua hadn't noticed the affection in Wang Cheng's eyes, she just felt that she owed him a lot, and now he became like this, all because of herself.

If it weren't for the fact that Jun Nanli helped her block the sword at the beginning, perhaps, he would have lived a very happy life.

"Xiaohua, I'm fine, you don't have to worry. Jun Nan Oak directly ignored Wang Cheng's gaze and gently looked at the little flower that had been separated by a hundred years.

She really hasn't changed at all, after so long, she is still so frizzy about something, fortunately, fortunately, he is back.

Xiaohua turned her head and said anxiously, "How can you not worry, you have become like this, all because of me." As soon as Xiaohua's words fell, tears also fell.

Jun Nanli didn't expect Xiaohua to blame herself so much, and wanted to wipe away the tears on her face for her, but no matter how his hand wiped it, the tears were still on Xiaohua's face.

Jun Nan Oak coaxed Xiaohua and said, "It's already good to be able to see you, Xiaohua, don't cry." ”

Xiaohua wiped away her tears and took a breath, "I know, Jun Nan Quercus." ”

And those who witnessed all this felt very uncomfortable.

"If you don't leave, the ghost will find that there is a missing soul in the Lethe River, and he will definitely come here to look for it. Wang Cheng couldn't help but remind.

"I see, thank you, King. Xiaohua also reacted, and immediately collected Jun Nanqi's soul into the jade pendant, and turned around and walked out of the main hall.

Wang Cheng looked at Xiaohua's back, which was no longer visible, before he sighed, "Is she so good?

I don't know when Meng Po appeared, let go of the cold appearance on weekdays, "I thought you were very smart, but why are you like a fool when it comes to feelings?"

Wang Cheng changed his majesty from the past, looked injured, touched his face, and said sadly, "Meng Po, is it possible to forget everything after drinking your soup?"

Meng Po smiled and said, "What, do you want a bowl?"

"Yes, you can give me a bowl of Meng Po soup. I'm so miserable, I've been deceiving myself for more than a hundred years, where can I forget this person. Wang Cheng was still leaning on Meng Po's shoulder, looking sad.

Meng Po asked with a serious face, "Are you sure you want to drink Meng Po soup? Once you drink it, you will forget it forever, and you can never remember it again, Meng Po soup has no antidote, have you thought clearly?"

It's not that she is unwilling, but Wang Cheng's love for Jun Nan Oak is deep-rooted, she doesn't know, she is afraid that he will regret it.

He has been here for I don't know how many years, and there are still many years to come, and it is good to have someone who thinks about it.

Wang Cheng shook his head with a resolute face, and said, "He doesn't like me, so I don't need to think about him all the time, maybe forgetting is the best choice." ”

When Meng Po heard this, she rubbed Wang Cheng's head and only said one word, "Okay." ”

Meng Po conjured up a bowl of soup from her hand and handed it to Wang Cheng, perhaps, forgetting is not a sad thing.

Wang Cheng looked at it for a while and drank all the Meng Po soup.

He is indeed tired, there is no one in the city who likes Jun Nan Oak, and some are just guarding Wang Cheng.