On the Wangxiang platform, some were crying, some were muddy, and some were regretful, but in the end they were no match for a bowl of Mengpo soup. One of the ingredients of the Zhang family’s Forgetful Water is Mengpo soup.

"Meng Po is not here." Mu Yun glanced at all places in the bridgehead, but did not find Meng Po's figure.

At this time, in the bridge pavilion, in front of a big pot, there were only two female ghost messengers wearing veils distributing Mengpo soup. Lin had seen it several times, so of course he would not admit his mistake.

"It seems that you have to go to Huangquan Residence. Where is Huangquan Residence?" Lin made a decision. Zhang Lingyu had mentioned Huangquan Residence before, which was Meng Po's residence.

"Go to Huangquanju?" Mu Yun's face was not very good when he heard Lin.

Lin looked at her strangely: "Muyun Messenger, what's wrong?"

"No... it's okay." Mu Yun, who had always been cold and decisive, hesitated a little: "You... come with me, I know where Huangquan lives."

"Muyun Messenger is so strange." Xiao Manxuan glanced at Muyun in front and said.

"She may be afraid of Mengpo. After all, Mengpo soup is a little too powerful. Anyone who drinks it can erase the memory." Zhang Lingyu also replied.

Lin Que shook his head: "You guessed wrongly. What Mu Yun was afraid of may not be Meng Po, but Huang Quanju."

"How did you see it?" the two women asked in unison.

Lin raised his eyebrows and signaled them to look at Mu Yun: "When I observe carefully, Meng Po's tone was very natural, but when I arrived at Huangquanju, it was a bit strange. Maybe something was uneasy about Huangquanju."

While the three of them were talking, Mu Yun had already left Wangxiangtai and walked against the road to Huangquan, but she did not go to the gate of hell, but walked into a fork in the road.

Lin was very surprised because he had not seen any fork in the road before walking on Huangquan Road. Do you have to follow it to see the fork in the road?

On both sides of Huangquan Road is a sea of ​​flowers, and on the other side of the flower sea, blood-red flowers, blooming in large areas, like a blood-colored ocean. Walking into a fork road is like walking into a sea of ​​blood, and on the other side of the flower is at a place to reach.

The heart of the flower like silk and rolled up, trembling slightly, like countless ghosts whispering, telling something.

"So beautiful..." Xiao Manxuan widened her eyes, looked at the sea of ​​flowers that were as red as blood, and sighed softly.

She reached out to brush to the other side of the flower, and found that her fingers passed through the flowers, but her fingers clearly felt obscure. It was like touching love, or like parting with life and death. She reached out to grab it, but she didn't catch anything, and she was in vain.

For a moment, mixed feelings came to my heart. Xiao Manxuan subconsciously grabbed Lin's hand, fearing that when she let go, everything would be empty.

Zhang Lingyu stared at Mu Yun in front of him, because Mu Yun walked with ginger, as if every step was like walking on thin ice.

"Don't be afraid, I'm there." Lin patted the back of Niu's hand and comforted her softly.

As soon as the words fell, a thin breeze blew by, and thousands of flowers on the other side swayed in the wind, conveying to the distance like waves. In the wind, singing came faintly, and the singing became closer and closer.

"There is a woman singing..." Xiao Manxuan is most sensitive to music and immediately identified it.

At this time, Mu Yun stopped and looked nervous: "It's not a woman, it's an elf in the sea of ​​flowers..."

"Elf, is there such a method of elves in the underworld of China?" Lin was very surprised. Elf is actually a foreign word. It is called elves in the West, and China is called elves.

Zhang Lingyu frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the wind: "It is precisely the spirit of the banshee. This spirit is not like humans. It is born with a physical body, and they have no cherry blossoms."

"They were only born in the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, and were born from the obsession of countless undead spirits and the special life energy of flowers on the other side, and the exorcism record contains such spirits, but they did not expect it to be true." Zhang Lingyu said quietly, his eyes blurred, as if he had described the banshee spirit in the memory of the exorcism record.

Xiao Manxuan didn't care much about it: "The most common thing in the underworld is spiritual bodies. Is it strange to have an extra banshees spirit body?"

"They can sing..." Mu Yun nervously.

The singing in the sea of ​​flowers became louder and louder. Lin listened carefully for a while, but couldn't understand what they were singing. At this time, a red mist floated from far to near, and the closer the fog, the clearer the singing.

In the fog, there was a faint shadow floating. When the forest looked carefully, it was a personal, translucent spirit body. They were all young women, with clear and delicate facial features and delicate figures. There were only red flowers covering the key parts on their chest and under their bodies.

"Lin, beat me out..." Mu Yun suddenly made a sound, gritting his teeth, as if he was enduring something.

"Will you go to the Infernal Hell by beating the first-class Wuchang in the Underworld..." This request was too strange, and Lin couldn't help but joke.

Unexpectedly, before the joke was finished, Mu Yun made a low sound, and a raging aura erupted from her body, her hair quickly turned red, and two coincidental horns grew out of her forehead.

The shape of the horn is similar to that of the ghost wolf Yasha after it transforms, but it is many times more volume. There is a red rune added to the right eye, which looks wild and domineering.

"It's a horn..." Xiao Manxuan was stunned.

"This is the real body of the female Yasha!" Zhang Lingyu said solemnly.

Damn, you really have to be knocked out, otherwise it would be another big battle. Lin Xin roared in her heart, and while Mu Yun was still transforming, a knife slashed at the back of her neck.

Mu Yun suddenly raised his hand and steadily followed Lin's knife. She turned her head slightly and glanced at Lin with her eyes raging: "Dare to hit me, I'm looking for death!"

He punched out with a punch, and Mu Yun greeted his handsome face without hesitation.

Your uncle, crazy, this look and tone, there is no trace of Mu Yun's calmness and calmness. All of this is triggered by the singing of the banshee spirit.

However, if acquaintances are acquaintances, such as slapping in the face must not allow it to happen. Lin also punched and collided with Mu Yun's fist.

With a loud bang, both of them flew backwards, flying more than ten meters away, passing through the other side of the flower. Countless petals were aroused, gathered into the fog along the wind, and mixed with the banshee spirit, and the singing became more and more melodious.

Hearing the singing, Mu Yun's eyes fluctuated violently, and his violent aura became more obvious. She growled and rushed towards Lin, vowing to defeat the "enemy" who violated her.

"It's worthy of being a female yaksha!" Lin bared his teeth and rushed in, colliding with Mu Yun in the air, and both sides fists and feet again.

The bull's temper has risen, and Lin doesn't care whether she is an "acquaintance". If you want to fight, he will not suffer any losses.

Zhang Lingyu had already taken Xiao Manxuantu away from home. She looked up at the fog and the banshee spirit in the air. There was a singing voice in her ears. The light of inspiration suddenly flashed and she exclaimed: "Xuanxuan, your guqin, use the guqin to suppress them."
Chapter completed!