"Wangxi, how many words do you say?"

"What did I say?" Meng Wangxi's face was quiet. She knew that as long as she just said, "I made a mistake at that time, and the immortal didn't see it," she could escape the blame. But in that way, what that person did during the tribulation of the world will be known.

Then what you do is meaningless.

"Sinner, know the crime."

Meng Wangxi closed her eyes and gave the King of Hell's supreme Five Hearts. Her slender figure completely lay on the ground and had obeyed her next fate.

The King of Hell sighed, angry that he did not argue: "Strip Meng Wangxi from his fairy bones, lock the pipa, and trapped in the Reincarnation Secret."

After thinking about it, he said to the judge beside him: "This Mengpo wine has too much hidden danger. You will no longer set up Mengpo wine in the future. All the souls and souls are connected to each other."

Meng Wangxi was dragged down and stripped of the fairy bones, and the matter ended in a hurry.

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"Do you think this is worth it?" Zhou Jiuyi asked her: "So many years have passed, and I still ask you this way. Do you think this is worth it?"

Meng Wangxi sat quietly on the ground and whispered: "Zhou Jiuyi, you don't know love at all, so you ask if it's worth it."

"I, I don't understand love?" Zhou Jiuyi was stepped on his tail again and was furious: "Yes, I may not understand before, but I can understand now!"

In the thatched room, Meng Wangxi ignored him and left him alone to jump on his feet, which was very embarrassing.

"You are here today not just to see me, right?" Meng Wangxi said affirmatively: "What's the matter?"

Although he was ranked in the Immortal Class as a demon clan in his early years, in essence, Meng Wangxi still had the straightforwardness of the demon clan. Zhou Jiuyi, who doesn’t come early or late, came to see her at this time, said that it was okay and just came to see her. Who believes that?

"It's just a small matter." Zhou Jiuyi didn't think this was anything. The demon clan had a long life. Many demons often woke up and changed the world. He said lightly: "I brought an employee of the teahouse to find a new dead soul of Li Xiaoxiao to say a few words. This is not a big deal for you, right?"

Even if Meng Wangxi is like this now, finding a soul is really not a big deal.

At the beginning, she only deprived her of the immortal bones and locked the pipa, but the underworld did not deprive her of the identity of the Lord of the Reincarnation Department. Her current miserable appearance was purely because she didn't want to take care of it.

Zhou Jiuyi woke Wen Fuling and learned from her mouth that Li Xiaoxiao's birthday. Meng Wangxi attracted Li Xiaoxiao's soul. The two girls did not expect that when they said goodbye, Zhou Jiuyi and Meng Wangxi left the thatched house and came to the bridge, leaving the space for Wen Fuling and Li Xiaoxiao.

"It seems that you are really different." Meng Wangxi seemed to have a great change in Zhou Jiuyi: "You are more human than before, what happened?"

"If you ask this, I'm sure I haven't been asking about the world for a long time, right?" Zhou Jiuyi looked at the Wangchuan River. If the river water in the past was full of dead souls, it was at least magnificent and full of vitality. Now, the river water has long been no longer required boatmen to carry a boat, nor is it afraid of wild ghosts pulling their feet.

Rather than saying that the water of Forgetful River is a river, it is better to say that it is just a shallow stream, leaving only dry riverbeds and dry mud, like the old man's wind-dried bones, telling changes and desolation.

The water of Forgetful River is Mengwangxi. You can tell from the river that Mengwangxi is about to be in the world soon.

"Since the Immortal Catastrophe, you have closed yourself and didn't care about what happened outside," Zhou Jiuyi looked at her. What appeared in his mind was Meng Wangxi a long time ago, a beautiful woman with no different colors on the sky and on the ground. At that time, she was full of vitality. Although she was also a vicious tongue, she was also full of vitality. The more she thought about it, the sadder Zhou Jiuyi became. He said softly: "Do you know that the demon clan was also descended from the catastrophe after that?"

"When did it happen?" Meng Wangxi really didn't know.

Zhou Jiuyi looked at her with pity: "It's been a long time, just when you were tortured."

He looked into the distance, and seemed not to see the shock on Meng Wangxi's old face, and slowly said, "I thought at that time, if you join the battle, would the result be different, but in the end, you did not show up either."

"Sanjie and Xiao Shiba..."

"The third sister died in battle, and Eighteen disappeared." Zhou Jiuyi knew what she was asking, "Actually, you may not be able to change anything even if you join, but I just don't want to give up."

When the demon clan is in trouble, every man is responsible.

What's more, Meng Wangxi is not just a common man, she is the pride of the demon clan. She is a genius who can survive disasters and eventually become the immortal class by relying on her own.

And she is also a great innate demon like Zhou Jiuyi.

She should appear on the battlefield in terms of emotion and reason.

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At some point, she returned to her original appearance. Meng Wangxi stood beside Zhou Jiuyi with an indifferent look on his face, letting mist and starlight spread all over her body, but she just kept silent.

So she knew that Zhou Jiuyi came today and saw that she was real, regret was real, and heartache and sadness were real.

But more of it is blame and heartbroken.

"...What else do you have? Do you want to say mine?"

Although the two little ones in the room are separated from life and death, the most painful thing in the world is far more than just separation from life and death.

Resentment, love and separation, and seeking cannot be obtained.

Zhou Jiuyi looked at Meng Wangxi with pity. He knew that he didn't have to blame himself. His former companions had been tortured by fate.

Because she had already tasted all the most painful things.

"I'm here today, not here to blame you, nor am I qualified to blame you."

Zhou Jiuyi had a smile that he often used when calculating people on his face. He slowly said, "There is not good news right now, but it can make you feel better."

"explain."

"The bad god and the plague god have come to the world one after another." Zhou Jiuyi looked at the woman in front of him and said word by word: "And, the bad god's earthly incarnation was assassinated by the people behind the scenes."

Zhou Jiuyi knew that even though Meng Wangxi didn't care about the world and was as calm as she could, she still hated her heart.

Hate is that in spring, the wild grasses that are on fire cannot be burned and lasts forever.

Meng Wangxi tortured himself into a dead appearance of being neither human nor ghost, and the first thing is to hate himself.

But the second is definitely to hate those gods who are above and above.

Meng Wangxi, who was relieved and punished at that time, learned that the young man who had just ranked in the immortal class was directly surrendered to the catastrophe by the gods and turned into powder. His soul was destroyed. When he felt regretful in that moment, he wanted to die, and was herself.

The double pain of the body and soul made her heart as dead and as rock.

She actually sent her lover to the chopping board of fate with her own hands and made the fish at the hands of the gods.

[Author’s off-topic]: I suspect that you don’t read the updates I have. This book is just an illusion created by the author on a stand-alone basis.
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