Pei Shu came in with her.

He rolled away, stood up quickly, and looked around.

Yellow sand all over the sky.

"Where is this?" he asked.

"This place is called Huangquan, eight hundred miles of Huangquan. Have you ever heard of it?" Hua Hanxiang stood up and tidyed up her clothes and hair, spitting out the yellow sand in her mouth, and stomping her feet in anger, "This damn ruthless Qin Jingrong, he actually threw me in!"

Pei Shu said: "How to get to the underworld from here?"

"Go forward and go to Mengpozhuang." Hua Hanxiang coughed, "Hurry up, the wind in the underworld is so fierce. You are a mortal body, you must arrive at Mengpozhuang as soon as possible."

Pei Shu nodded, faced the biting wind and sand, traveled through eight hundred miles of yellow sand, and came to Mengpo Village.

His clothes were torn by the wind, and his face was covered with blood marks.

Hua Hanxiang couldn't bear it even when she looked at it.

But she wasn't much better than that and couldn't care about him.

Fortunately, I still arrived in Mengpo Village alive.

Mengpo Village is actually a small thatched hut.

Hua Hanxiang rushed over and kicked the door: "Open the door!"

Squeak.

A little girl with agile eyes opened the door and looked at her: "Is the soul coming again?"

She was surprised to see Pei Shu: "Ah, are you a living person?"

"Ah, I'm going to die, let me in first!" Hua Hanxiang pushed her away, closed the door, blocking the wind and sand.

She collapsed on the ground and gasped.

The little girl looked at Pei Shu curiously and said crisply: "You are so handsome, how about you stay for me to be your husband?"

"This is not possible, little Mengpo." A familiar, sweet voice came from behind the table.

Pei Shu shook his whole body slightly. He looked up and saw the little fairy wearing a white dress, holding a cup of tea, turning around from behind the table.

She is still fairy-like, beautiful and beautiful, and is incompatible with the eight hundred miles of yellow sand here.

Hua Hanxiang saw her standing in the house very well and was stunned.

"You are here to find me?" Ruan Ling had heard their voices long ago. If it weren't for her request, Meng Po wouldn't have opened the door.

"Or why do you think I'm going to this ghost place?" Hua Hanxiang cursed with a slight whisper. "I thought you were caught in hell by Hei Bai Wuchang and suffered all the torture. It turns out you're here to drink tea?"

Ruan Ling's eyes swept across Pei Shu's face and saw his clothes torn into strips by the wind and wounds exposed to his skin.

She reached out to Meng Po: "Meng Po, give me the medicine for injury."

The wounds of the wind and sand of the Yellow Springs are not something that ordinary medicine can cure.

Pei Shu was a little surprised.

This lively and lively little girl looks just seven or eight years old, and she turns out to be the legendary famous Meng Po?

This is really unexpected.

People in the world think that Meng Po is an old and ugly old woman.

Meng Po pouted, "My medicine is very precious. If you want it, just exchange it with me."

"What to exchange?"

"Well... I want to eat spring rolls." Meng Po's eyes lit up and she licked her lips.

"Okay." Ruan Ling agreed immediately.

Po Meng immediately took out a small bottle of medicine and threw it to Pei Shu.

Hua Hanxiang was stunned: "The famous green elixir in the underworld was taken out like this? Didn't it mean that Meng Po is super stingy? Just exchange it for spring rolls?"
Chapter completed!