"You don't want this bowl of soup either?" Meng Po sighed.

"No need, I figured it out. Even if my heart hurts a little more, I don't want to forget her, because she is my wife, I will work hard to live a better life and let my wife know that I didn't let her sacrifice be worthless!" Wang Xiong sighed slightly.

"It's good that you can understand it. Forget it, you don't have to drink this bowl of soup. After saying so much to Lao Sheng, I'll give you a bowl of clear water too!" Meng Po's soup was a little bit of Meng Po.

"Buzz!"

I saw that the turbid Mengpo soup suddenly became clearer and turned into clear water in a blink of an eye.

"Is this?" Wang Xiong said curiously.

"It's still the water of reincarnation, but I've removed all the impurities in the forgetfulness. I will no longer melt my memories. I will help you soothe your heartache!" Meng Po handed it.

"Will you comfort your heartache?" Wang Xiong showed a hint of curiosity.

Although there was no need at this moment, Meng Po's kindness, Wang Xiong did not refuse. He picked up the water and drank it. Sure enough, a stream of water that nourishes the soul suddenly made Wang Xiong's heart extremely comfortable, and even strangely slowly passed through the Great Sun Evil Wheel to the heart orifice of the body, surrounding the Bodhi seeds.

"Bodhi Water?" Wang Xiong was slightly stunned.

Isn’t this the water of reincarnation? How is it exactly the same as the Bodhi water Su Qinghuan gave him?

"Bodhi Water?" Meng Po was slightly stunned.

"Yes, I don't know what kind of water this is, but a friend of mine has given me a lot of drinks because she helped me relieve a lot of pain in my heart!" Wang Xiong sighed.

"How is this possible? The water of reincarnation is the only one who can take in this world, and there are still people?" Meng Po looked disbelief.

Wang Xiong smiled bitterly: "It's true, her name is Su Qinghuan!"

Thinking of Su Qinghuan, Wang Xiong felt grateful and ashamed.

"Then Su Qinghuan? Can you tell me?" Meng Po said curiously.

Meng Po has been sitting at the Naihe Bridge for many years and has always thought she was an alien, but she didn't expect that there were people like her, so Meng Po naturally looked forward to it.

Wang Xiong nodded, and did not hide it. Apart from not saying it was a future time point, he also told Meng Po the story about himself and Su Qinghuan.

"You want to let this little girl down?" Meng Po looked at Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong smiled bitterly: "I already have Lan Liyan living in my heart, I can't live with others anymore. Moreover, she is still young, so I don't want to harm her!"

"You, you! Alas!" Meng Po sighed slightly.

I always feel that Wang Xiong did something wrong, but Meng Po is not easy to blame.

Wang Xiong looked at Meng Po’s appearance at this moment and naturally strengthened his beliefs.

Meng Po sighed slightly, about to say something.

"It's him, there, hahaha!"

"Master of Netherworld, look at me! I'll twist his head off!"

"I'll come, I'll come first!"

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Suddenly there was a noise in the distance, and a powerful aura rushed straight towards him.

Wang Xiong turned his head and immediately saw a group of ghost kings, demon kings, who were fierce and evil, as if they were about to come to him.

"No, damn King Bian Cheng, have you gone to find a helper? I've seen you wrongly!" Wang Xiong's face changed.

Because of the image of King Bian Cheng's resignation in the past, Wang Xiong did not think too badly about King Bian Cheng's mind, but he did not expect that he would cause trouble at this moment.

"Meng Po, thank you for your advice this time. These people came to me. Stay away and I will lead them away!" Wang Xiong said anxiously.

While speaking, Wang Xiong rushed over instantly.

Meng Po left behind standing on Wangxiangtai with a wry smile.

Wang Xiong said something to him, helping him untie his heart, and he also drank his own water of reincarnation. Meng Po didn't feel that he owed Wang Xiong anything. He had been in Naihe Bridge over the years, and he didn't know how much separation from life and death has been seen, and everything was indifferent.

Meng Po was about to clean up and continue to go to the Naihe Bridge stall.

Suddenly, a six-colored light emerged from the Three Lives Stone beside it.

"Huh?" Meng Po turned her head and looked.

But I saw that on the Three Lives Stone, Wang Xiong's name and the birth date, there were dense small characters. Among these small characters, there were actually their own names.

"I? The Three Lives Stone records myself? Me, me?" Meng Po was shocked.

Then Meng Po gently touched the Three Lives Stone.

This touch seemed to see countless information coming from the Three Lives Stone into Meng Po’s mind, and even the handwriting on the Three Lives Stone entered Meng Po’s mind.

Meng Po didn't move, and suddenly, two lines of tears flowed out of her eyes.
Chapter completed!