Not far away, a quaint bridge that didn't know how long it had existed appeared in front of Lin Luo, and countless undead passed by in an orderly manner, and his heart moved, that was the Nai He Bridge, and there was a bright red river under the Nai He Bridge, of course, it was the famous Lechuan River. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Luo didn't hesitate much, even though he rushed towards the Nai He Bridge, but there were too many souls, in desperation, he could only jump high, step on the heads of countless souls, and move forward in such a special way.

The change happened in the next second, a palm with only bones left in the bright red water of the Lechuan River suddenly stretched out, instantly rushed out of the Lechuan River, flew towards the Nai He Bridge on it, and dragged a soul under the feet of Lin Luo into the Lethe River, that soul didn't understand what was going on, only had time to let out a roar-like scream, and disappeared from Lin Luo's sight, and the surrounding souls seemed not to see all this, and still walked towards the end of the Nai He Bridge in an orderly manner.

The scene that happened just now made Lin Luo forcibly stop his progress, he stood on the shoulder of a soul, looking at the bright red water of the Lechuan River in horror, and suddenly a thought appeared in his mind for no reason: The river water can't be red with blood, right?

Then Lin Luo cheered up the spirit, but the speed couldn't help slowing down, he didn't know what was in the Lethe River, taking a step back, even if he could return from the Lethe River, but this process would definitely take a lot of time, which was absolutely unacceptable to him who was almost racing against time now.

On the next journey, three more withered claws poked out of the river, one was far away from Lin Luo, and there was no danger to him, but the other two happened to appear from the same place, and one grabbed the undead under his feet, which made Lin Luo break out in a cold sweat, and at the critical moment, the dark qi turned his right arm into a sharp blade, and he was quick to smash it when the withered claws were about to touch him.

After this episode, Lin Luo walked on thin ice step by step, but what made him glad was that there was no change in the future, but at the same time he was a little disappointed, because he still didn't find Ye Tong's figure along the way, although he also knew that if he extrapolated from time, Ye Tong should not continue to stay on the Nai He Bridge at this moment.

There was a pavilion in front of him, Lin Luo hurriedly quickened his pace, after a few ups and downs, he looked closely, it turned out that there was a young beauty about thirty years old in the pavilion, to his surprise, there was a half-person high wooden barrel beside her, and there was an ordinary bowl on top of the barrel, the woman kept scooping out a bowl of water from the bucket with the bowl, and handed the bowl to the souls in front of him, some souls obediently drank it, and some souls decisively refused, in this case, the woman's eyes glared, and the resisting soul obediently stopped and drank the liquid in the bowl。

"Shouldn't Meng Po be an old woman?" Lin Luo had such a question in his heart, at this time, the woman in the pavilion seemed to sense something, turned her head to look, a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and the porcelain bowl in her hand fell, but it was not broken, but only made a crisp sound.

Lin Luo paced forward, pushed away the surrounding souls, and at the same time released the dark qi, and said, "Are you Meng Po?" Until this time, he still couldn't believe that the beautiful woman in front of him was the legendary Meng Po.

Seeing the appearance of the underworld, the shock on Meng Po's face deepened, nodded slightly, and said, "You, why are you here?" At first, she noticed that Lin Luo was different from other souls, he had an entity, or that he had his own body, so she was surprised, because she had seen all the ghosts with entities in the underworld, and Lin Luo's sudden appearance would of course surprise her, and the appearance of the night spirit's sign - the dark qi made her even more shocked.

"Don't care why I'm here, let me ask you, do you remember that about an hour ago, there was a woman here?" Lin Luo said Ye Tong's physical characteristics, and then looked at Meng Po intently, who thought for a while, but still shook his head and said, "I don't remember." "It's no wonder that she, with so many souls, Ye Tong's appearance is not as eye-catching as Li Bufan.

Sure enough, Lin Luo then asked, "Meng Po Soup, is there an antidote?" He considered that Ye Tong, who drank Meng Po Soup, had definitely lost all his memories, and he was also worried that this would not affect the final result, so he asked like this.

"You can rest assured, as long as you can find her and bring her back, then all her memories will come back. At this time, a voice came from behind Lin Luo, Mo Fei walked into the court, and after seeing Meng Po's appearance, a trace of surprise also flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly.

"......" Meng Po's mood at the moment is very wonderful, this is a real underworld rather than an open tourist attraction, even if Lin Luo and Mo Fei are both undead and have great abilities, but their behavior of group travel is indeed a bit excessive.

Seeing Meng Po, who was already in a semi-sluggish state, Mo Fei said: "Forget it, we have to rush to the well of reincarnation, there are so many souls, Ye Tong can't be ranked first." As he spoke, he walked ahead.

Lin Luo noticed that the clothes on Mo Fei's body were dripping down, and he asked behind the latter, "How did you cross the Nai He Bridge?"

Mo Fei first looked at his clothes, and then said without looking back: "There are too many souls, I swam from the Lethe River." After finishing speaking, he continued to move forward, not caring at all about Lin Luo, who had also become semi-sluggish behind him.

"Uncle Mo is Uncle Mo......" The corners of Lin Luo's mouth twitched, and he suddenly thought of a sentence that circulated on the Internet some time ago...... Your uncle is still your uncle. ”

He took a few steps forward, suddenly thought of something, walked back again, looked at the Meng Po soup in the wooden barrel with his eyes, and said, "After drinking this thing, there should be nothing else but losing memory, right?" After receiving Meng Po's affirmative answer, he then asked: "Can the person who drank it lose only part of his memory, such as forgetting only a certain person." ”

Meng Po glanced at Lin Luo quite strangely, her red lips opened lightly, and said, "Just drip that person's blood inside." ”

"Okay~" Lin Luo muttered, scooped out a bowl of Meng Po soup in Meng Po's surprised eyes, and said, "Give me a little, I'm still useful." After speaking, without waiting for Meng Po to answer, she chased in the direction where Mo Fei left.

"Yo, the Meng Po soup in this bowl won't overflow, so it's more convenient......"

"What about so many souls?" Meng Po was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses, she shouted in the direction that Lin Luo left, of course she wouldn't get any response, and then she looked at her soul, waved her hand, and said, "Pick up the bucket and drink it, drink as much as you want, you can't finish it anyway......"

............ (To be continued.) )