Zhao Wujiang asked Liu Qianzi why Xie Bi'an kept escorting Dong Shusheng, but did not use his own strength to search.

The succubus Liu Qianzi's reply was that it seemed that Meng Po had rules, such as ghost messes like Xie Bi'an, who could not mobilize Youdu ghosts.

It is difficult for ordinary people to ask for help from Youdu Ghost.

If a ghost doesn't attack you, it can be considered extremely kind or obeying the rules.

Therefore, Zhao Wujiang decided to ask Liu Qianzi and the female ghost Qing'er for help. Liu Qianzi agreed without thinking about it.

The conditions are nothing more than exchange of yin and yang energy.

So after Liu Qianzi agreed to Zhao Wujiang, she began to be in a state of confusion.

In her deep feelings, she seemed to have become an ordinary woman, and the man in front of her became the charm of Youdu, constantly squeezing her yin energy and squeezing her into the spring water.

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Late at night.

Hundreds of ghosts travel at night in Youdu.

In the vast city, countless ghosts floated around the entire city.

They talked and laughed, and walked hand in hand, but strangely, their faces were filled with various expressions, but their conversations and laughter were silent.

The huge city has become quiet.

Some people are alone and drift around aimlessly.

This is not uncommon in the entire Youdu City.

Almost every day, new souls will flow in Youdu.

Some souls are obsessed with their hearts and know very well who they are, but they just forget some important things.

Some souls may have too much obsession and completely forget who they are and why they are here.

The vastness of the Youhu Capital and the vastness of the land occupy one-fifth of the entire Lingxi Continent.

The realm of Yidu is almost enough to match the smallest continent among the nine continents of the Shenshui Southern Region.

The capital, which covers such a wide area, contains various rare yin energy and treasures in the world, is not only looking at the entire Lingxi Continent, but also looking at the entire southern Shenshui Region, no one dares to covet it.

The reason is nothing else, because the Lord of Youdu is the Ghost Emperor who is respected by countless powerful people in the entire world of cultivation, and the Lord Meng Po, who is known as the countless ghosts in Youdu.

Meng Po, whose birthplace is unknown, no one knows which region Meng Po is from.

The name is unknown, only knowing that his surname is Meng.

My age is unknown, and before Youdu was born, Meng Po survived in the world.

When Youdu was born, it can be traced back to at least thousands of years ago.

If you can survive thousands of years, Meng Po’s strength does not need much proof, at least she is the supreme.

According to legend, even the supreme emperor of the Xianling East Region, the painting saint Lu Chong, was very respectful to Meng Po.

Meng Po’s strength is evident.

And no one knows what Meng Po looks like except a very few people in the world. No one has seen her for thousands of years.

Meng Po was just sitting in the vast Youdu capital, as if she was waiting for someone, and seemed to be looking for someone.

Set many rules to maintain the operation of the Yindu and protect the last paradise of ghosts in the world.

Late at night, foggy.

In the mist, there was a girl sitting by a river.

The river water is clear and turbid.

It can be seen from the bottom, and it is so turbid that it can see the pictures of many living beings throughout their lives.

The girl was wearing a gray-seed long dress.

The style of long skirts is very rare in the world today, and similar ones can be seen on some ancient murals.

The long skirt is made of silk threads, which is simple and elegant, and is vicissitudes of life.

The girl was combed with long braids, one left and one right, shaking gently.

The delicate and tender cheeks were full of spiritual energy, and the eyes in the dark night were as bright as the moonlight.

Slim Congyu held a nine-hole ancient monument in his hand, and was placing it on his lips and blew it gently.

The sound of ancient monuments, melodious and sad, flows on the river reflecting the pictures of sentient beings.

The girl waved her jade hand and the river water image changed.

The river flowed, and a man full of books appeared. Next to the man, there was a petite and beautiful woman.

The woman smiled sweetly and called out softly to the man who looked like a scholar:

"Senior Brother Dong..."
Chapter completed!