At this time, Feng Ling and Murong Ruoling were no longer in the Peach Blossom County Lord's Mansion, but appeared in a gray space. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The black clouds in the sky here rolled, like the night before dawn, with only a glimmer of light on the horizon, and those thick black clouds pressed downward, giving people a sense of oppression. The ground is bluestone, surrounded by black fog, and the outlines of the surrounding rows of houses can be faintly seen.

Feng Ling has returned to his former heroic appearance, and is no longer a bad old man with gray hair and a rickety figure. Feng Ling grabbed Murong Ruoling's hand tightly, and the two looked at each other and smiled, with affection and a happy smile on their faces.

"Ruoling, I will never let you leave me again!" Feng Ling hugged Murong Ruoling and stared at her beautiful eyes.

"Hmm...... Me too......" Murong Ruoling snuggled up to Feng Ling's chest and whispered.

"By the way, Ruoling, where are we? Weren't we still in the garden just now? Feng Ling only realized at this time that the surrounding environment had changed, and they were no longer in the Peach Blossom County Lord's Mansion.

"We're walking on Yellow Springs Road." Murong Ruoling looked at Feng Ling with a complicated expression, not knowing whether it was right or wrong to bring Feng Ling here.

"So we're dead?" Feng Ling looked at Murong Ruoling, but he was not a little surprised.

Feng Ling suddenly remembered that this place was very similar to the underworld he had been brought into by black and white impermanence before! But it seems that this Hades is more real than that 'Hades'. Feng Ling remembered what Zhu Qi said before, could it be that this space is illusory again, and the game within the game has not been broken?

Murong Ruoling nodded: "Well, you won't blame me!" ”

"Hehe, how could it be, as long as I can be with you, what is the difference between heaven and hell!" Feng Ling's face was resolute when he spoke, and then he quickly changed to a simple expression like a child, and his face was full of happiness.

"Brother Fengling, there is the Lechuan River and the Nai He Bridge in front of you, you must remember, you must avoid the flowers on the other side, and don't drink Meng Po soup! I don't want you to forget me in the future! Murong Ruoling looked at Feng Ling's eyes seriously and said again.

"Well, I remember." Feng Ling nodded, and then kissed Murong Ruoling on the forehead, he would never allow anyone to separate him from Murong Ruoling now, whether it was in illusion or reality.

As the two of them approached the bank of the Lethe River, blood-red flowers appeared out of thin air, and then spread along the river, these flowers only had flowers and no leaves.

"Flowers on the other side!" Murong Ruoling exclaimed, she seemed to be very panicked by the appearance of the flower on the other side.

"Flowers on the other side! Don't be afraid, if you are spiritual, look at me! Feng Ling said and hugged Murong Ruoling, stomped his feet, jumped high with Murong Ruoling, crossed the flowers on the other side, and landed on the side of the bridge, don't forget, Feng Ling was also a general of the Western Han Dynasty before his death.

"It turns out that this is the Lechuan River and the Nai He Bridge, and the design of this Nai He Bridge is not bad!" Feng Ling joked at Murong Ruoling, but then frowned again: "This Lethe River doesn't look good!" ”

I saw a wide black river appear in front of the two of them, the water of the Lechuan River is dark black, turbid and viscous, from time to time from the river poking out the heads or bodies of some people or animals, they float in the river, as if they can't help themselves, floating with the current, constantly moaning, with strong unwillingness and resentment.

The Nai He Bridge on the Lethe River is divided into three layers, the top layer is red, the middle layer is yellow, the bottom layer is black, there is a stone tablet and a large bluestone at the head of the Nai He Bridge, which is engraved with red characters respectively "Nai He Bridge" and "Early Boarding the Other Side".

But the strange thing is that there are no ghosts passing by on the bridge, and there is no shadow guarding the bridge, let alone the legendary Meng Po.

"Sansheng Stone?" Feng Ling looked at the big bluestone, a little uncertain, the legend of the three-life stone by the bridge records the past, present and future lives of people.

"Yes." Murong Ruoling nodded.

"What the hell is in the Lethe River?" Feng Ling voiced his doubts.

"Those are ghosts that can't be reincarnated, and they can only keep flowing along the Lethe River!" Murong Ruoling replied.

Feng Ling looked at Murong Ruoling, it seemed that Murong Ruoling was very familiar with this place.

"Are we going to cross the bridge?" Feng Ling looked at Murong Ruoling, no matter what Murong Ruoling wanted him to do at this time, he would definitely do it.

"Of course, you have to cross the bridge!"

As soon as Feng Ling's words fell, a nice voice came.

At this time, a woman about thirty years old, dressed in a black robe, with a good figure and face, appeared in front of the two of them out of thin air, followed by two yin chasers.

"You are?" Feng Ling looked at the woman in black in front of him.

"She's Meng Po!" Murong Ruoling looked nervous.

"Don't you kid remember me!" The woman ignored Murong Ruoling, and looked at Feng Ling with a charming smile. I have to say that this woman smiles with a hint of the charm of a mature woman, although her appearance is not as good as that of Murong Ruoling, but she can be regarded as a beauty with high gold content.

"What? Meng Po? Feng Ling was stunned when he heard that the other party claimed to be Meng Po, there are many folk legends about Meng Po, but basically the routine is that Meng Po is an old woman with gray hair and a rickety figure, how can this Meng Po in front of her be a mature and charming woman, which makes Feng Ling stunned.

"You have no conscience, you really forgot about me!" Meng Po glanced at Feng Ling and said coquettishly.

"Ah...... Do we know each other? Feng Ling looked puzzled, which one was this Meng Po playing.

"Nonsense!" Meng Po pulled Feng Ling over, approached Feng Ling's ear, and whispered: "I think at the beginning, you and I have a lot to do with each other......"

At this time, an intoxicating aroma wafted into Feng Ling's son, making Feng Ling intoxicated.

"Meng Po, what are you doing!" Murong Ruoling hurriedly pulled Feng Ling back.

Being pulled by Murong Ruoling like this, Feng Ling reacted and said, "Yes, what do you want to do!" ”

"You can't really forget me, do you?" Meng Po looked at Feng Ling suspiciously.

Meng Po was puzzled, and Feng Ling was even more confused.

"Even if I have seen you, it should have been seen in my previous life when I was reincarnated, maybe I drank your soup, and I ...... Just forget! Feng Ling hurried to round the field.

"Yes, yes, it should be!" Murong Ruoling continued.

"Come on, when have you come here to drink Meng Po soup, what are you kidding, there are still people in this world who can force you to drink Meng Po soup?" Meng Po glanced at Feng Ling with contempt, how could she still look like a mature woman at this time, she was simply a naughty little girl.

The two yin chasers behind Meng Po have never seen Meng Po show this appearance, you must know that Meng Po's status in the underworld is extremely high, except for that one, of course. The current Meng Po is like a little girl in front of Feng Ling, which makes the two ghosts very surprised.

"Uh...... Ruoling, is this Meng Po a little ...... in brain! Feng Ling asked Murong Ruoling softly.

"This ...... I don't know, but she really seems to know you! Murong Ruoling wasn't sure.

Meng Po stood aside and thought for a moment: "It shouldn't be, did I recognize the wrong person, I remember this guy turning into ashes!" ”

"I know what you're thinking! If you don't remember, you don't remember, it's a long time coming! Meng Po looked at the two impatiently.

"Uh...... So can we go? Feng Ling asked when he saw that Meng Po was no longer entangled.

"Let's go? This girl can go, you can stay with me! We haven't seen each other in hundreds of years! Meng Po said, leaning on Feng Ling's shoulder and smiling charmingly again.

"Hundreds of years?" Feng Ling is getting more and more confused,

"What the hell do you want to do!" Murong Ruoling didn't know what Meng Po wanted to do, so he said hurriedly.

"Yo, little sister, hurry! Hey! Meng Po walked in front of Murong Ruoling and held up Murong Ruoling's chin.

"However, this appearance is not bad, no wonder it will fascinate him to death." Meng Po carefully looked at Murong Ruoling's beautiful face.

In Feng Ling's opinion, the Meng Po in front of him not only subverted the image of Meng Po in his heart, but also made him feel very weird.

"Okay, let's stop teasing you, let's go!" Meng Po waved her sleeves.

"Let's go? Where to? ”

"Go to the bridge!"

"That Meng Po soup ......"

"That soup is useless to you, and if you drink it, it's useless, I don't want to waste it!"

"What?" Feng Ling and Murong Ruoling looked confused, this happiness came too suddenly, you don't have to drink Meng Po soup, you can't forget each other, isn't this exactly what Feng Ling and Murong Ruoling want.

"In that case, Xiaosheng is here to thank you!" Feng Ling said that, he pulled Murong Ruoling and was about to step on the Nai He Bridge.

"Wait!" Meng Po said that her sleeves waved again, but two whirlpools, one white and one black, appeared on the opposite side of the bridge.

"Remember, enter the white reincarnation path on the left!" Meng Po shouted at the two.

"Hmmm! Thank you! Feng Ling nodded, then pulled Murong Ruoling forward.

"If you want to go, it's not that easy!"

A thick male voice suddenly came from behind him, and then Feng Ling and Murong Ruoling seemed to be pulled back by an invisible force and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ruoling, are you alright?" Feng Ling hurriedly got up and ran to Murong Ruoling's side to help her up.

"Brother Fengling, I'm fine!"

Su......

Several figures appeared in front of Feng Ling and Murong Ruoling in an instant, and a coercion made Feng Ling and Murong Ruoling almost out of breath.

Among them, the leader is dressed in a red python robe, tall, with bronze skin, sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, thick beard and long beard, heroic and domineering, and the few people who follow behind should also be yin.

"Who are you?" Feng Ling didn't care who the other party was, as long as he and Murong Ruoling were prevented from crossing the Nai He Bridge, he would never allow it.

"Meet Yan Jun!" The two yin cha behind Meng Po bowed respectfully to the man.

"Yan Jun, could it be you?" Feng Ling was shocked, could it be that the man in front of him was in the king of Yama.

"He's the King of Yama!" Meng Po seemed to be a little reluctant to see King Yama.

Feng Ling is still not sure whether this is an illusion or really the underworld, he is stunned there for a while, Meng Po who is behaving strangely for a while, and Yan Jun for a while, I don't know what the situation is.

Yan Jun glanced at Feng Ling and the others, glared at Meng Po and said sharply: "You let them go without drinking Meng Po soup, you are so bold!" ”

Feng Ling and Murong Ruoling were directly stunned when they saw this, he and Murong Ruoling were at best two ordinary ghosts at this time, wouldn't they let Yan Jun go out in person, right?

"Oh, what, will you be in charge of too much, it's all on my head!" Meng Po looked at Yan Jun with disdain.

Feng Ling and Murong Ruoling glanced at each other, very puzzled: What is the situation, if this is really the underworld, then except for the King of Dizang, this Yan Jun's status should be the highest, Meng Po should be several levels different from him, and he dares to talk to Yan Jun like this.

"You ......" Yan Jun shouted angrily, "In short, these two people can't go!" ”

"You don't count it, if you want to fight, let the horse come over as soon as possible!" Meng Po didn't back down, she didn't pay attention to her eyes at all, could it be that her status in the underworld is also very high, even about the same as Yan Jun?

The yin on both sides was not strange because of Meng Po's following offense, standing there expressionless, as if he had long been accustomed to this kind of scene.

"Meng Po, looking at this posture, you don't want to set up your own door, do you?" Yan Jun squinted at Meng Po with Danfeng's eyes.

"Oh, really? I think there are other people who want to set up their own doors! Meng Po showed no weakness.

Feng Ling saw that Yan Jun came this time obviously to prevent them from entering the path of reincarnation, and seeing that the two were arguing endlessly at this time, Feng Ling took advantage of Yan Jun's inattention and pulled Murong Ruoling to run onto the Nai He Bridge again.

"I want to go! No way! Yan Jun said that he would capture the two of them.

"You guys get out of here!" Meng Po stopped in front of Yan Jun and started to fight him directly.

"Meng Po, I don't appreciate it!" When he was approaching the path of reincarnation, Feng Ling did not forget to turn around and thank Meng Po for stopping Yan Jun for him.

"Don't go yet, a bunch of nonsense!" Meng Po replied while resisting Yan Jun's attack.

Seeing that Feng Ling and Murong Ruoling were about to enter the reincarnation path, Yan Jun was anxious, and forced Meng Po aside with successive moves, and then appeared behind Feng Ling and the two like lightning, slapping Feng Ling behind his back with one palm.

"Brother Feng Ling......" Seeing this, Murong Ruoling hurriedly pulled away from Feng Ling and blocked between Feng Ling and Yan Jun.

Syllable......

Burst......

Murong Ruoling was slapped by Yan Jun's heavy palm, his mouth was sprayed with blood, and he suddenly lost his center of gravity and floated towards the reincarnation path.

"Ruoling ......" Feng Ling frantically rushed towards the reincarnation path, Murong Ruoling was pale at this time, bloodless, and looked very weak, looking at Feng Ling's figure began to be a little blurry, and then closed his eyes tightly, smiling, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Feng Ling saw that Murong Ruoling was fierce and unlucky, tears came out of his eyes, and he wanted to hold Murong Ruoling's hand, but in the end he didn't catch it, and watched Murong Ruoling drift farther and farther......

"If the spirit ......" Feng Ling's sad voice echoed in the reincarnation path, the two of them went through a lot of hardships to be together, just a little warm, do they have to say goodbye again.

"Pity this man, his life has been so rough, I hope there will be a lover in this life who will eventually become a family!" Meng Po looked at the reincarnation path and thought for a while, and shook her head helplessly.