Surrounded by a purple-black mist, the air is mixed with the faint fragrance of Manzhu Sahua, as soon as you step on this place of death, anyone will have a trace of sadness and sadness from the bottom of their hearts, and there are deep marks on the cold and tall door, as if engraved with complex ancient incantations, exuding a trace of fishy smell, like the smell of rust, and like the smell of blood, this is the entrance to the other world that everyone smells cold - the gate of the underworld.

However, in front of this gloomy and desolate ghost gate, if a pure white woman suddenly stands, it feels very out of place, like a muddy and sticky mire, and suddenly falls into a crystal.

The ghost guarding the ghost gate looked at this girl with some curiosity, she was wearing a snow-white hooded fox fur, with a snow-white fur-rimmed hat covering half of her face, only revealing a small and delicate chin and slightly pale thin lips, her body was wrapped in a thick fox fur, and she couldn't see her body shape, but she felt that her body was weak and willow was supporting the wind, but there was a faint stubbornness in her weakness, and there was even a trace of imperceptible dignity in it.

The ghost had never seen such a strange girl, but he still asked her to show her passpass, but her tone was much calmer than that of the others, "Girl, please show your passpass." ”

The girl's hand holding the token stretched out from the fox fur, and the ghost cha glanced at the token, and her face suddenly changed, and she hurriedly got out of the way, and said respectfully: "It turned out to be the person of the seventeenth county lord, and the villain was offended." ”

The girl shook her head slightly to show that she didn't mind, raised her hand and pressed down on the fox fur hat, buried her head lower, and hurriedly walked in, the snow-white figure slowly disappeared in the purple-black fog.

Gong Qianzhu can only enter the underworld in this dress, she is now the object of the Six Realms, the Demon World wants her because she is the most good person, and the Fairy World wants her because she is a person who is extremely evil, and now the eyes of the Six Realms are all focused on her little girl, I really don't know whether to cry or laugh.

She has never had a chance to return the pass token that Xu Ning'er gave her, but she didn't expect it to come in handy now.

She clenched the jade spike she had been holding in her hand, which was given to her by Changyuan, she originally wanted to hide from him and quietly come to the underworld to find Qingwu's soul, but she didn't expect him to wait in front of the gate of Diancang Mountain early, and gave her this jade spike, saying that she was going to go directly to Meng Nu at the head of the bridge, and Meng Nu would obey all her orders when she saw this jade spike, including letting her take away Qingwu's soul.

There was no intention in his tone to stop her from going to save people, but he finally asked lightly: "Zhuzi, do you really want to save Qingwu?" Not to mention that she is the culprit of everything, this crime of changing your life against the sky alone is not something you can afford. ”

She just smiled faintly, now she has long been a sinner in the fairy world who can't wait to be cut by a thousand knives, trespassing into the fairy pavilion, stealing forbidden arts, burning books and destroying books, seriously injuring the immortals, and also provoked a war of immortals and demons, resulting in countless deaths and injuries in the fairy world, which one is not a heinous crime enough to punish the immortals? Anyway, it has been a catastrophe, and I don't care about one more crime.

She walked down the bank of the river, and saw the stone bridge engraved with Manzhu Sawa again, which was no longer destroyed by the rebellion a few months ago, as if it had never been broken, and the lonely red moon hung in the air, scattering a hazy and demonic moonlight.

It's already late at night, and there are fewer and fewer undead who come to Nai He Bridge to die, only one or two come occasionally, and Meng Nu, who is dressed in a wide-sleeved long skirt, leans on the bridge, holding a pottery bowl with soup in her hand and playing lazily, and after a while, she should also close the stall.

Could this be the Meng Nu who led people to death? She was so young, and her indifferent brows carried a calmer indifference than the oldest well in the world. Gong Qianzhu was a little surprised at first, but he was quickly relieved, let me ask, a person who doesn't know how many years of life and death reincarnation, a person who has sent countless undead to life, how can he not be indifferent, how can he not be calm.

She lowered her eyes and thought, but when she raised her head again, she found that there was an undead at the head of the bridge, and it was clear that it was Qingwu at a glance, Meng Nu was feeding her soup, and her thin and slender hands were holding the bottom of the bowl, pouring the soup into her mouth little by little, and the corners of her eyes that had been indifferent had a slight smile.

Gong Qianzhu was shocked, and hurriedly rushed over to knock out the pottery bowl in Meng Nu's hand, there was still half a bowl of soup left in the bowl, all of which were sprinkled on the ground, and turned her head to look at Qingwu, her eyes slowly opened, obviously half a bowl of Meng Nu soup that had been poured down had taken effect.

Gong Qianzhu slapped her on the back with a hard palm, Qingwu immediately spit out the half bowl of soup, and the soul was also scattered by that palm, Gong Qianzhu immediately turned over the hat, and the long hair was scattered, hooking the soul that was about to disappear on the hair, and then put the hat back on.

Meng Nu looked at her blankly for a long time, she had never met someone who came to rob her soul, she forgot to come over to stop her, and suddenly took two steps forward, staring at her face covered under her hat, "Who are you?"

Gong Qianzhu was silent, just handed her the jade spike in her hand according to what Sima Changyuan said, she glanced at it and held it in her hand, looked at her in disbelief, her voice was a little hoarse and trembling, "Let me see your face." ”

Gong Qianzhu was surprised, Chang Yuan only said that Meng Nu would release people when she saw this jade spike, but she never said that Meng Nu had to see her face before she was willing to let go.

After a little hesitation, she still took off her hat, and the moment Meng Nu saw her face, it was like a lightning strike, and she staggered back several steps and leaned against the bridge railing, slowly muttering something in her mouth, and she couldn't hear a word clearly.