The time for a stick of incense is not very long. I don’t understand the meaning of the short old man bringing me here.

The short old man grabbed my wrist and a force was protecting my body. I could feel that on the road to the underworld, there was a continuous force that was impacting my body.

In the real road to the underworld, only the dead can walk, and the living person will immediately die. However, with the power from the short old man to protect me, there is naturally no problem with my safety.

The speed was very fast, and the short old man pulled me to gallop on this underworld road, as if he wanted to go somewhere.

Soon, I discovered a problem.

There is no other flower on this real road to the underworld, not a single flower.

The Ghost King's underworld imitation of the Huangquan road is full of charming red shore flowers. Why is this real Huangquan road gone?

When I asked this question, the short old man had a strange expression on his face and said vaguely: "Maybe he thought the red shore flower was too ugly, so he pulled it all out!"

I was speechless about his obvious foolish answer.

He must have known something, but he didn't want to say much, and I had no choice.

Perhaps because he was afraid that I would continue to get entangled with this issue, he took the initiative to bring me.

"Huangquan Road, Wangchuan River, and Naihe Bridge are all very famous, but the main purpose of my bringing you here this time is not for these things, but for the Three Lives Stone!"

The short old man looked at me with a complicated look, sighed lightly, and said, "You may not know your past life yet, but I and the Styx both saw some clues. When I arrived at the Three Lives Stone, I wanted to help you try to see if you could recover some memory, and the second was to let you absorb the power in the Three Lives Stone!"

"The power in the Three Lives Stone is very evil and cannot be absorbed by others, but you can use that power to stimulate the potential in your body, and maybe some miracles can happen..."

The short old man was talking, but I was a little confused.

It turned out that he brought me here to find the Three Lives Stone!

However, the Three Lives Stone is no longer here! The real Three Lives Stone is now staying in the underworld of the Ghost King!

I naturally know the evil power in the Three Lives Stone. I still remember the last scene I saw in front of the Three Lives Stone!

The surging power of evil nature burst out, the white red flower turned into a charming blood-red color, and a crack appeared on the Three Lives Stone, and various pictures of my past, this life and the next life...

The scenes of the past appeared in my mind at this moment. I smiled bitterly, and didn't know how to explain to the short old man. Even if I explained, he probably won't believe it!

The short old man grabbed my arm and was very fast. He passed through the long Huangquan Road. A magnificent bridge could be seen vaguely across the Forgetful River.

"Did you see it? The Naihe Bridge is ahead. After crossing the Naihe Bridge and drinking Mengpo Soup, the past will be like the past clouds and mists!" The short old man looked very familiar and pointed to the front and said, "There is the Three Lives Stone by the bridge, three lives... Hum? Where is the Three Lives Stone?"

The expression on the short old man's face froze, and he widened his eyes and looked ahead, looking extremely surprised.

The Naihe Bridge is empty, let alone the Three Lives Stone, you can't even see a small stone.

"Impossible, this is impossible..." The short old man looked ahead in a daze and murmured: "How come the Three Life Stone disappeared? Who has such great ability to get the Three Life Stone away?"

At this time, I ignored the short old man beside me who looked stunned and dazed, but stared at the real Naihe Bridge in a daze.

That bridge is a bluestone bridge!

I've seen that bridge before!

On the Three Lives Stone, my past, the last scene, a woman in blue shirt stood on the bluestone bridge, looking up at the railing.

She was waiting, waiting for the promise she had made, waiting for someone to return.

At this moment, somehow, a sense of sadness suddenly rose in my heart, and I subconsciously walked onto the Naihe Bridge.

I walked to the center of Naihe Bridge, and walked to the place where the woman in green had once stood, looking up at the railing.

At this moment, it seemed as if the woman in blue appeared beside me, standing side by side with me. Although I couldn't see her appearance, I could feel her loneliness and deep attachment.

"You and I want to make an appointment for a hundred years. Whoever dies at the age of ninety-seven will wait for three years on Naiheqiao..." I murmured.

I don’t know why such a sentence appeared in my mind, but at this moment, I spoke without warning.

After saying this, the sadness in my heart became even heavier, and I was a little lost and murmured: "Love is hard to pursue, dreams are hard to predict. Wait for three years, wait for a lifetime, and complain for a lifetime..."

It is not that you don’t want to follow that agreement, but that you can’t do it!

Why can't it be done? Why can't it be done?

I seemed to hear the roar in my heart, with endless anger and hatred in the roar, and in addition to this, there was a deep guilt.

Who is this woman in blue shirt? Is it Qin Xue’s past life?

Then who am I? Could it be that black beast in my previous life?

At this moment, my brain was in chaos and my body was shaking violently. I could fall down the Naihe Bridge at any time and feel like I fell into the Forgetful River.

Suddenly, a light shout rang in my ears.

"wake up!"

This voice was mixed with an indescribable force, which instantly dissipated the chaos in my mind and made my consciousness clear.

After my consciousness returned to clear light, I realized that I was no longer on the Naihe Bridge. When I returned to the shore, the short old man was looking at me with a strange look on his face.

"You dare to be distracted on the Naihe Bridge. You kid really hate your life!"

After hearing what he said, I smiled bitterly and speechlessly.

I couldn't understand what was going on. At that time, I couldn't control my feet at all. I didn't know how I walked up. Anyway, I felt confused at that time. Thinking of the fact that I almost fell down the bridge just now, I couldn't help feeling a little palpitations in my heart.

"The Three Lives Stone is no longer here, and you guy ran to the Naihe Bridge for no reason and lost your mind..."

The short old man frowned, as if thinking about something, looked at the other end of the Naihe Bridge and shouted suddenly: "Meng Po, get out of here!"

The sound rolled, progressing layer by layer, and even caused a lot of waves to the dead Forgetful River.

Then, I saw an old woman bent over appeared from the other end of the bridge, slowly walked to the middle of the bridge, paused there, and looked at me and the short old man calmly.

"Are you the one who made it?" The short old man stared at Meng Po on Naihe Bridge and shouted coldly: "Where is the Three Live Stone?"

Meng Po shook her head, ignored the short old man, looked at me, grinned, and her smile looked a little weird.

"I'm waiting for you to have the soup!" After leaving this sentence, Meng Po turned around and walked slowly down the bridge.

It seems that she appeared just to say this to me.

However, this sentence is so fucking unlucky!

Waiting for me to come and drink the soup, isn’t it just cursing me to die sooner?

The short old man snorted coldly, looked at Meng Po’s back, and a little cold light flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, a faint and somewhat illusory figure suddenly appeared on the Naihe Bridge, and the figure gradually condensed.

"Blood Demon, do you really think this is your back garden?"

The voice was mixed with a little majesty and anger, accompanied by a supreme pressure.

The short old man beside me suddenly shrank his eyes, and without saying a word, he grabbed my arm, turned around and ran away.

The speed was extremely fast, like teleportation. Not long after, he passed through the long Huangquan Road and rushed out of the gates of hell.

In front of the gate of hell, Black and White Impermanence was waiting. When they saw us coming out, they seemed to want to say something, but the short old man ignored it at all. The power burst out and enveloped my body, and there was another change in space.

At the same time, I vaguely heard the majestic roar behind me, "Blood Demon, get out of Qin Guangcheng!"

This voice lingered in my ears. At this time, I found that the short old man and I had returned to the ruins of the teahouse, and the Styx were still waiting quietly here.

"Leave Qin Guangcheng as soon as possible and return to Jiuzhou Realm as soon as possible. The underworld is about to be in chaos. If you don't want to die, leave quickly!" After the short old man returned here, he said this to me in a hurry.

Then, he greeted Styx, who looked at me deeply, and a rare complex look flashed in his eyes, and said in a faint voice: "This time, don't die so easily anymore. What you owe me hasn't paid back yet!"

After saying this, the short old man and his figure instantly faded, as if they had melted into the void, and finally disappeared quietly.

At the moment they disappeared, an extremely terrifying aura erupted from the center of Qin Guang City, instantly covering the whole city, and an angry roar resounded over the entire Qin Guang City.

"Blood Demon, Styx, you two bastards get out of here!"
Chapter completed!