There is a legend in the underworld. It is said that the ghosts in Wangchuan Hanoi are all ghosts with deep obsession. They don’t want to cross the Naihe Bridge, so they devote themselves to Wangchuan Hanoi, waiting day after day for the person they want to wait for to appear. .
However, as long as you jump into this Wangchuan River, you will never want to leave the water and go to the shore. No one knows how the Wangchuan River was formed, only that there is a saying circulating in the underworld, if you want to leave the Wangchuan River, unless the bridge is broken and the river is dry.
It's not easy—
Zhuo Min didn't know what method Mo Yan had used. She woke up a few days later, and her soul drifted away quickly with the surging water. She had never been to that place, and she didn't know what was at the end.
When she woke up again, the first thing she saw was Mo Yan's silver hair. He, in a few days, instantly turned white!
"I did it. Now, it's your turn to give me the soul lock button."
Zhuomin sat up with a complicated expression, turned her head and looked around, the endless flowers of the other shore were gone, and her body was finally able to touch the ground. She blinked, "How did you... do it?"
Mo Yan did not conceal, "I stole Yun Yuanzhu."
Zhuo Min secretly said so, "You are crazy!" Yuan Yuanzhu is a treasure that maintains the normal operation of the entire underworld. Now Mo Yan stole it. Zhuo Min couldn't imagine how many evil spirits would take the opportunity to escape this time. , Make chaos in the world.
As for the ink fountain who stole the source pearl, it is conceivable that the underworld will definitely arrest him, and even if he has the ability to reach the sky, this time he will not be able to escape the underworld's sanctions.
He had long been determined to do this with a mortal determination.
Dust return to dust, soil return to earth, it turns out to be this-
"This is the only way to make the Wangchuan River burst its dyke. This is the end of the matter. I hope you can keep your promise and lock the soul to me!"
Zhuo Min opened her lips, and finally didn't say anything.
Her face suddenly sank, with one hand into claws, and instantly pierced her heart, and from it she took out a lock-like object carved with a complex inscription.
Mo Yan's fingertips trembled, and when he reached the last step, he suddenly didn't believe the facts in front of him, "This, this is the soul-locking button?" He has been searching for something for three hundred years
Looking at Zuo Min’s small face that turned white in a moment, Mo Yan could feel her soul fading rapidly. Unexpectedly, the soul-locking buckle had been hidden in her body. No wonder, he felt the breath of the soul-locking buckle countless times. It's very close to him, but it hasn't been found.
"Why? Don't you dare to ask?" Zhuo Min raised her eyebrows and raised her signature sneer. "I can only take out this time. If you don't want it, next time, I don't know what bargaining chip you can use to follow. I exchange?"
Mo Xuan hesitated for a while, but after all he took it, took out the box he had prepared a long time ago, and buckled the Soul Lock into it, "Are you... okay?"
"laugh-"
Zhuomin smiled, his breath was slightly disturbed, "It's just a weak soul, let's go!"
Mo Yan didn't ask himself to be boring, he knew that Zhuomin hated him, and if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have a good life in a few days, he thought, Zhuomin would definitely not be so easy to talk.
He nodded, before leaving, he groaned for a long time, and finally he said something, "You have been sensitive to your affairs. You have been hiding from her hundreds of years ago. Now, you don't have to do that. , She is waiting for you, go find her—"