Chapter Forty-Seven: Goodbye Meng Po

"Senior brother, stop it! I beg you. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" The seventh uncle, who looked indifferent and seemed to be hard-hearted, actually said with tears in his eyes.

"Hahaha! It's unexpected! Senior brother, you also have such a day, and you will also beg for help! Are you still my junior brother who is not afraid of heaven and earth? Are you still you? The sun god said with a little mockery and a little loneliness.

"We're all half-buried in the loess! What else can't be seen, and what can't be put down? "At this moment, I don't know if the body of the sun god is too large, or if this seventh uncle is already short, and now he looks too lonely.

"Jin'er! Can you put it down? I can't let go of this life, and I can't let go of it in the next life! I just want her to come back to life! Even if I cut off the path of reincarnation, I must get what I want. As if madness, the sun god roared angrily, and actually tore open a god alive and swallowed it in his stomach.

"Senior brother! It's too late to let go! Don't be obsessed with it anymore! Let Jin'er go with peace of mind! Shall we all let it go? The seventh uncle still persuaded bitterly.

"Hahaha! Haha, can you stop me......"

At this time, the sun god was like a demon who had come out of hell, and the phosphorus fire on his body was burning more and more, and the cold and faint green flame was like an unquenchable anger for all these years.

"Open your eyes! I am willing to sacrifice me to you! To wash away all the sins of today! "Seeing the sun god, it is useless to persuade him.

The seventh uncle was a little desperate, he had never been the opponent of the sun god, never had been, and even the sun god had always been the existence he looked up to.

The only way to end this today is that way.

"I hope you can fulfill my wish!" The seventh uncle slipped his hand and threw the red long whip back, only to see that the long whip was firmly rooted on the ground.

"I! Lin Qizi, voluntarily dissipate with the Three Realms, not with the reincarnation world! Just to call her back......" is like an old saying, but it is a bit obscure.

The seventh uncle sharpened a knife out of nowhere and plunged it straight into his chest, and the red blood gushed out like a bead curtain with a broken thread.

"Humph! You think that's going to stop me? The sun god roared.

"I'm not stopping you! I'm apologizing to Jin'er! Uncle Seven actually showed a bright smile on his face, like the most brilliant sunflower.

"You're dead! You're a bitch! It's only like this every time, are you still the same Lin Qizi? Do you still have that Lin Qizi? How can you go and just die? You're a bitch. The sun god cried out with his head folded.

"Senior brother! I'm sorry, I hurt you back then......" Uncle Seven swallowed his last breath before he could finish speaking.

The hot blood flowed obediently under the red long whip as if it had been summoned, and the long whip was like a hungry man, swallowing the sacrificial blood, as if rooted, the long whip began to take root, as if it had life, and began to shake the branches and leaves and stood up, it turned out that this tree was a red maple tree, and the most vivid thing was the leaves of the branches, but for some reason each red maple leaf was like a person.

"Ahem! Cough! "An old woman stepped out of the tree made of the long red whip. At this time, if the three madmen were there, they would have been surprised, this was none other than Meng Po by the Lechuan River that day.

"Old woman! We meet again! "The sun god was very respectful when he saw Meng Po.

"Alas! After all, we still met, I thought it was best not to see it, this farewell has been more than 60 years, old woman, I thought the two of you would never see each other again, but I didn't expect this to be the result today. Meng Po was a little sorry.

"My mother-in-law said that life and death can be determined on the day of goodbye, and I want to ask about this Lechuan River!" The sun god said happily.

"Lethe River is born, the stone by the river is Lethe, the stone is born under the tree, the tree raises the stone for a lifetime, and the Lethe River can't see the ......end," Meng Po muttered as if reminiscing.

"That's it, that's it,......" Meng Po seemed to be talking to herself.

I saw that under the maple tree, it was like a flood that had opened the floodgates, and the water of the Lechuan River of this river leaked out like this. When the carrion corpses close to them didn't realize what was going on, they all sank straight upright, and they all struggled to get out, but where could anyone go against the will of heaven, and they all became the lonely ghosts under the Lethe River.

"Mother-in-law! What does this mean? The sun god asked, puzzled.

"His wish." Meng Po pointed to the dead seventh uncle and said.

"Does he want me to die?" The sun god roared angrily.

"He wants you to give birth!" Meng Po is not talking.

"Life and death are up to him, what does he think he is?" The sun god cursed.

"Come on!" Meng Po didn't know when there was an extra bell in her hand.

The crisp ringtones are like a lullaby.

It's just that this is not someone else, but Mu Jinhua.