The world is complicated, how many days and nights alternate, she can't remember, there is no day and night in the underworld, except for the blooming and falling of the Mansha Zhuhua flowers, for hundreds of years, it seems that this place will always be the same. She has seen too much life and death, but she still can't see through herself.

However, a person walked over on the bridge, in an ink-colored robe, who looked like a young man with a graceful demeanor.

She scooped a bowl of Meng Po soup as usual and handed it over, and she didn't even see the person's face clearly, "Drink this bowl of Meng Po soup, forget the past, and you can enter the next reincarnation." The voice was flat and devoid of emotion.

However, the man did not answer, and he said, "How about answering a question for me, and I will drink this bowl of Meng Po soup again?" ”

She was stunned, raised her eyes, and when she saw the person's face clearly, her pupils gradually contracted, as if she was recalling a very long time ago.

The man tilted his head, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a vague smile, and he smiled very sadly, "Why, Yunhuang, you don't remember me?" ”

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Cloud famine. It's been a long time since no one has called her like that, and even she's almost forgotten that she has such a name. The man's voice seemed to sound in his ears again, "You are from Yunhuang, so you will be called Yunhuang." "But after leaving Qiluo Mountain, people only called her, Shen Yu. Later, when she entered this underworld, no one knew her name anymore, and people only knew that she was Meng Po, but Meng Po who led the way to the deceased on the bridge and handed Meng Po soup.

However, there was only a flash of surprise in her eyes, and the expression on her face did not change at all. Putting down the pottery bowl in her hand, she opened her mouth lightly and said with a sigh: "What do you want to know?" ”

"I want to know, what happened to you in the end of the Liucang Country, making you willing to give up everything, even, to come here?" The man frowned, his expression solemn, and his eyes were fixed on her.

She raised her head and met his burning eyes, "Chengye, Huangquan Biluo, you are chasing here just to ask me this?" ”

"Yes."

"If I had said it, would you still be willing to drink this Lethe water and be willing to forget everything?"

"Then I will stay in this Lethe River to suffer for thousands of years, and accompany you to see the thousand-year-old Mansa Zhuhua!" His voice was firm and loud.

Yun Huang was dumbfounded, for a long time, "Bear the night, I, it's not worth it." ”

"Yun Huang, don't you ask me why I'm here?"

Yun Huang lowered her eyebrows, at first, she saw him, thinking that even if he was a descendant of the Protoss, he should have a lifespan, and when he arrived in this underworld, he should have an end of life, but he was obviously still young and handsome, and his demeanor did not decrease at all.

In other words, Chengye did not die, he only came to this underworld through special methods.

"Dongyan Kingdom is a descendant of the Protoss, and it is not unusual for you to appear here." She didn't want to delve into the reason.

Chengye walked to the side of the Nai He Bridge, pressed the railing, stared at the flowing water under the bridge, his tone was heavy, and he sighed, "Yunhuang, I have been looking for you for fifty years." ”

Yun Huang also came over and stood with him, the river was turbulent, reflecting the figures of the two of them, both of them were ink-colored robes, but Cheng Ye was still young and handsome, and Yun Huang, although his face had not changed, was already gray hair hanging to the ground.

Yun Huang said: "Chengye, why are you obsessed with embarrassing yourself, let it go, forget the past, forget me." Yun Huang has long been a dead person, there is no fate in this life, yin and yang are separated, I am responsible for you. ”

"Drop?" Chengye smiled bitterly, "Yunhuang, if you can let it go, why don't you let it go?" He grabbed her wrist and grabbed her and frowned, "All these years, who are you waiting for on this bridge on the bank of the Lechuan River?" ”

To wait for whom? Yes, the reason why she stayed on the Naihe Bridge on the bank of the Lechuan River was indeed to wait for someone, but the white clouds and dogs, time passed, and she never waited for that person.

Yun Huang broke away from him, "Chengye, go back, you shouldn't come." ”

"I worked so hard to find you, and you think I'm going to give up easily?" His eyes burned, locking on to her.

They have known each other for several years, and she knows Chengye's temperament, and she has never been the same. Yun Huang didn't turn his head, for a long time, he finally said helplessly: "Come with me." ”

As soon as the wide sleeves were raised, the wind suddenly blew in the silent underworld, and in the distance, the fiery Mansha Zhuhua parted to the two sides, making way for a way. Yun Huang flew over, the lotus foot was a little, Yingying fell among the flowers, looked back at Chengye, Chengye understood, and then carried light power and swept over.

Just settled, but the scenery in front of me has changed, as far as the eye can see, only the overwhelming Mansha Zhuhua, the eyes are full of red, and the bridge and the Lechuan River are all gone.

She said: "My memory is sealed in this sea of flowers on the other side, and only the blood of the soul inducer can be opened, but you have to think about it, if you can't stand this memory, you will be trapped in this illusion forever." ”

Chengye was disdainful and sneered: "I even broke into the underworld, what else is there to be afraid of?!"

Yun Huang stretched out his hand and pointed forward, the wind lifted Chengye's sleeve, and in the next moment, a red liquid flowed down his arm, dripping into the sea of flowers, and disappeared in an instant. For a while, a red glow suddenly spreads out in all directions, and Chengye's body disappears with it.

Chengye fell into a fantasy, or rather, the memory of Yunhuang.

Yun Huang sat down, the silver hair and the red flowers on the other side were entangled, bright and bewitching, she was suddenly afraid, just like when she made a mistake when she was a child and was afraid of being punished by her master, as if she had fallen into an abyss, and there was nowhere to put her heart. She hugged herself tightly and suddenly burst into tears.

She hadn't touched those memories for so many years, she thought that those stories really had nothing to do with her, she thought she could really forget, but Chengye appeared, forcing her to open those memories again.

I don't know how long later, a burst of red light flashed in the sea of flowers, raised his eyes, and stood in front of her with a pale face, looking at her with a sad expression, as if greatly stimulated, the injured hand hung weakly, blood flowed, and after a while, he fell down.

Yun Huang hurriedly got up to help him, she took his hand and brushed it gently, and the wound healed. She carried him and flew out of the sea of flowers, flew to the Nai He Bridge, picked up the bowl of Lethe River water, and wanted to force him to drink it.

Chengye opened his eyes at this time, he pushed her hand away with great effort, and with a bang, the turbid liquid stained the green bricks on the bridge, and he said in a dumb voice: "Yun Huang, you are a liar." ”