Ruan Ling quickly waved his hand: "Just call me Ruan Ling. As for going to the underworld, forget it... I won't cause trouble for Lord Qin."

Qin Jingrong smiled and said, "Actually, I am going to bother Miss Ruan if I have something to do."

"Oh? Sir, please speak." Ruan Ling thought to herself that even the City God could not do it would be a troublesome thing.

It turns out that he is short-speaking.

Who told her to drink ten jars of good wine?

Now, it’s not enough to help.

Qin Jingrong said: "Mr. Mengpo is in a bad mood recently and refuses to make Mengpo soup. The reincarnated souls do not drink Mengpo soup. The adults in the underworld are also quite anxious. I heard that Miss Ruan has a very good relationship with Mengpo, so..."

"Does my sir want me to persuade Meng Po?"

"That's exactly what it means."

"Master Qin is too arrogant to me. I can't even hide from Meng Po. How dare I touch her bad head?" Ruan Ling refused, "Sir, you'd better ask Gao Ming. I'll hand over Wang Cuifen to him and I'll go back now."

She turned around and ran away.

Qin Jingrong looked at her back and smiled slightly: "If Miss Ruan is willing to help this, I am willing to give the girl ten more jars of wine."

Ruan Ling stopped in her steps: "Is it the wine that last time?"

"good."

Ten cauldrons can increase her strength.

"..." Ruan Ling struggled for a long time, turned around, "Sir, when will we set off?"

"Now."

Qin Jingrong nodded to his subordinates.

His subordinates immediately brought seven or eight other souls.

They were all sent by the land gods from all over the world.

"Miss Ruan, please do this?" Qin Jingrong said.

"Okay." Ruan Ling nodded.

Since she agreed, she would no longer be pretentious and rude. She looked back at Wang Shufen, and saw that she was following the other souls honestly, she ignored her and followed Qin Jingrong.

Qin Jingrong is the City God and has a certain position in the underworld. Moreover, he has high abilities and has not allowed everyone to suffer from the wind and sand of the underworld. He went directly to the gate of Mengpozhuang.

Without waiting for someone to come forward to knock on the door, Mengpozhuang's door was opened, and a kitchen knife flew out from it and was accurately inserted into the head of one of the souls.

The soul was so scared that it almost dissipated.

Qin Jingrong shook his head, pulled out the kitchen knife, stepped forward and said gently, "I'm down to Qin Jingrong, please see Lord Mengpo."

"See you! Get out of here!" Meng Po's young girl's voice came out, with a childlike tone.

Ruan Ling looked around and looked around.

The ghosts all looked at her with an innocent look on their faces.

All of them pointed at her in.

Ruan Ling sighed and walked into Mengpozhuang with her fate.

Meng Po was lying on the ground with her skirt on her back, her long dark hair spreading to her heels all over the floor.

Her eyes were staring straight at the roof.

Ruan Ling walked over and squatted beside her, "Meng Po, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Po turned her head and looked at her and said, "Ruan Ling, I'm not happy."

"Why are you unhappy?"

"I'm bored." She said, "Do you know, I haven't been out for three thousand years. Every day I open the door and see the yellow sand in the 800-mile yellow spring. I'm tired of seeing it, I'm unhappy."

Ruan Ling understands it.

It turns out he's a little bitch.

Everyone knows that Meng Po cannot live without this underworld.

Unless there are no more dead people in the world.

How is this possible?

She sat next to Meng Po and smiled and said, "Have you ever been out?"

"I went out once a long time ago. But at that time, there was nothing outside." Meng Po said in a plain tone, "I have never seen flowers, green leaves, and the scene of the Lantern Festival with red lanterns everywhere."
Chapter completed!