Jiang Mengluo's eyes were red, her nose was sore, and she was lonely and helpless. She stared at Meng Po without turning around, and even swallowed: "Is it possible?"

"It's...it's possible." Meng Po carried her into her arms and gently comforted her: "It's possible, Aluo. Look, Fu Yang's current fortune book has erased the fate of the fate that he had set for him in the past...it is changing one by one, right? For you, he has already developed the desire to stay away from the right and wrong of the world... If you believe in yourself, you can definitely bring him back to the Ninth Heaven. Madam He and Bai Zhixingjun are still waiting for you to return in the Heavenly Palace, and the family will be reunited."

As the little Mengpo talked, she began to swallow even more.

Over the past few years, she has watched how Jiang Chengjia survived step by step.

She is the priest who controls the life and death of ordinary people in this world. She is used to the separation of life and death in this world and is not moved by this hypocritical and flashy emotion.

However, even though Meng Po's heart is like a rock, she has to be moved by Jiang Chengjia's infatuation with Fu Yang. She and Jiang Chengjia grew up together as a child, and now they are tens of thousands of years. The friendship between them is strong and deep. As a good friend, she naturally hopes that Jiang Chengjia and Fu Yang will stay together forever and be together.

Jiang Chengjia leaned on the shoulder of the little Mengpo, crying in vain, wandering and helpless like a child.

There will be too many causes and conditions in this world.

There are too many coincidences and accidents in this world.

Jiang Chengjia was sad. Little Mengpo was used to watching the fortune books of those mortals, but now she was still crying silently, and she burst into tears.

Finally, she couldn't resist the pity and distress of Jiang Chengjia in her heart, and took out a lotus-shaped relic from her arms, crystal clear and moist, like water droplets, and handed it to Jiang Chengjia.

"A Luo." Little Mengpo lowered her head and looked at the relics, and swallowed several times more: "This is... my mother's relics. It was transformed from tears when she passed away... You know, Mengpo's tears... are a key food source for Wangyou Soup. My mother... She is the first god in the world who turned into a ghost man. Her tears have the divine power given by the ancient gods, which means purity and sunshine. Therefore, her tears... can help Fu Yang purify his anger and guide him to let go of his obsession. As long as the Heavenly Emperor Chan Yao's resentment gradually fades away... the curse can also be lifted with the transformation of Fu Yang's destiny. If Fu Yang brings this thing with you... these are the only ones I can help you."

Jiang Chengjia's eyes were lost, staring at the lotus-like relics in the center of his palm, and closed his eyes and fell a tear.

The tears just happened to be as moist as crystal clear relics, and were gradually swallowed by them.

This vision was not discovered by the three people present.

Jiang Chengjia held back the grief in his heart, held the relic tightly, wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes, hugged Meng Po again, and murmured in her ear: "Thank you, Xiao Meng. I will not let down Mrs. He's expectations, nor will I let down your kindness. No matter how fate is blocked, I will definitely bring Fu Yang back."

Meng Po gently patted her back and said movedly: "Okay. I'll wait for you, bring God Baihe to me, and wait for you... to return to the Ninth Heaven."

Jiang Chengjia closed her eyes and hugged her for a long time. Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief and let go of Meng Po.

She looked at their flower pot quietly to the other side, then bowed and said, "Today's matter... Thank you Grandpa Hua Po for telling you all his heart, Jiang Mengluo is very grateful."

"It was what I should have told you." Hua Po waved his hand and sighed: "It was my fault that caused you to suffer in this pain now."

Jiang Chengjia calmed down his emotions and had calmed down a lot at this moment, but there was still a faint crying sound in her nose. She reluctantly said: "What's wrong with Grandpa Huapu? The one who was wrong is me... I didn't realize that something was wrong earlier. I just used illusions to deceive myself, and refused to think more."

Grandpa Huahu stopped persuading him and nodded a little, "You know the truth and should leave the underworld now. Don't stay here. I'm afraid there will be some time since you came. The mortal world is not as good as the underworld. One day in heaven, one year in the human world. I'm afraid that the mortal world has passed four or five days. If you don't go back, how should Fu Yang, who is missing, be anxious... Have you ever thought about it?"

Jiang Chengjia nodded, bowed and said, "I'll send me back to the mortal world, Grandpa Huake."

The flower pot nodded softly, immediately waved its long sleeves, and a white light formed in the air for Jiang Chengjia to travel to the mortal world.

The moment she stepped into the light, Huahu softly explained: "Jiang Mengluo, remember. Don't be too persistent, otherwise you will not only not be able to protect Fu Yang, but also the people beside you will not be able to protect you."

At this moment, Jiang Chengjia had entered the magic light of the flower pot and was far away from the underworld. In this space filled with dazzling light, she could hear the sound of the flower pot far and out of reach, but she could not hear what he was saying. She felt a layer of fine sand blowing into her eyes, which made her eyes tingle. When she came to her senses, she was already standing outside the dark cliff village.

Before Jiang Chengjia could come back to his senses, he heard an excited call behind him.

"Girl! Girl!"

That was Qianshan's voice.

Jiang Chengjia immediately turned around and looked in the sound. Qianshan came outside the Anya Villa at some point, and was rushing towards her in surprise.

But after a moment of sight, Qianshan seemed to have grown old with fatigue, and the black green under her eyes was a little scary.

She hugged Jiang Chengjia and cried, "Girl... You scared me to death... Girl, I almost thought I could not see you."

Jiang Chengjia's hands were frozen in the air, unable to hide his wounds, but he pretended to be fine and said in a low voice: "I'm fine. Am I back well? I've gone to the underworld... How could you not find me?"

Qianshan was a little out of control. She hugged her tightly and refused to let go. She cried while saying, "Girl... I know you have run to the underworld, but I have used magic to follow me all the way, but I was rejected from outside the Underworld Palace and was not allowed to pass. I was driven back to the mortal world by the ghost messenger guarding the hall, waiting for you to come back in the village... You disappeared for five days, and I didn't dare to close my eyes all night. Fortunately, I finally waited for you now."

Jiang Chengjia gently patted Qian Shan's back and said guiltily: "I'm sorry... I'm too willful, which makes you worry. Qian Shan, I'm sorry."

She felt guilty, but she did not regret going to the underworld alone.

If Qianshan went to the underworld to find Meng Po and the flower pot on her behalf... I'm afraid that this girl would choose to hide the truth in order not to make her blame herself and worry.

"By the way...why are you outside the Dark Cliff Village? Where are you?" Jiang Chengjia comforted her and felt strange. After separated from Qianshan, she looked around for a while, and felt that the Dark Cliff Village was as silent as a cemetery, without any sound.

Qianshan was stunned, wiped away the tears in the corners of her eyes, and looked at the dark scene in the dark marquis, and didn't know how to speak with Jiang Chengjia.

Seeing her expression of wanting to speak but stopping, Jiang Chengjia felt a deep sense of anxiety.

She asked carefully: "Is there something wrong? Where is Junhou? Where is Junhou?"

Qianshan frowned, and while hesitating, she suddenly heard a scream not far away: "A Luo!"

The two of them looked in the sound at the same time.

I saw a young man wearing a black suit, a crown and jade on his head, and purple gold boots standing in front of the entrance of the village.

At this moment, as Qianshan saw Jiang Chengjia for the first time, he was surprised, happy, afraid, and sad, and felt mixed in his heart.

However, this young man did not run to Jiang Chengjia as excited as Qianshan, but walked towards her slowly and with heavy steps.

As he got closer, Jiang Chengjia finally smelled the strong bloody smell on his body.

She didn't know what was going on, and her black eyes stared at the young man in panic.

The young man finally walked in front of her, as if he had used all his strength.

The deep and bottomless eyes as deep as a cold pool were now staring at Jiang Chengjia, from disbelief to being confused and uneasy, from frustration to rekindling hope. She read deep worries and sadness from his eyes, and a little violent.

She was shocked by his eyes and a layer of chilling feeling climbed up all over her body.

"Where have you been?" The young man lowered his voice and endured a very obvious anger.

Jiang Chengjia was frightened by the cold and gloomy aura on his body, and hesitated and snorted, "I..."

"Tell me, where have you been in the past five days?" The young man stared at her and spoke word by word.

At this moment, it was evening in the mortal world, and a bright red of the setting sun shone on the two of them.

In just five days, Jiang Chengjia not only saw the bruises and fatigue in Qianshan's eyes, but also read his anxiety and his fatigue and panic from Ning Nanyou's handsome face.

His second sentence slowed down his anger and softened a little.

Jiang Chengjia didn't know how to explain to him why he had disappeared for five days.

She clenched her fist, suppressing the panic in her heart, and explained with no confidence: "I...I'll go for you..."

Jiang Chengjia has not yet said the complete words.

Ning Nanyou took the lead, and in a low voice suppressed the anger in her heart, saying, "Are you going to inform your brother?"

Jiang Chengjia was stunned for a moment, staring with her eyes blankly, "How could you... think of me like this?"

"What about her!" Ning Nanyou still held back, but his tone became stronger. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Qianshan, and said coldly: "Can you explain to me why she... would go to Guangxin?"

Jiang Chengjia didn't know what was going on, but at this moment he was panicked and panicked because of the cold and coldness that was emitting from Ning Nanyou's body.

She looked at Qianshan in a blink of an eye and asked without any confidence: "What happened? How could you... go to Guangxin?"
Chapter completed!