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Guilt appeared in Mu Qizhou's eyes, and there were a few tinges on his cheeks.

Shen Nanyi just looked into his eyes and knew that there was no way to save him.

Jiang Yingyu is really gone.

The light of her life was really extinguished.

"Xiaoyi, don't be afraid, you will still have me in the future."

Mu Qizhou looked at her pale face and couldn't help but hug her into his arms.

Shen Nanyi just touched the wound on his cheek distressedly, leaned on his chest and cried silently.

Seeing that the two of them were so close, several Nether Lords murmured and wanted to say something, but were forced back by the looks of the envoys on the left and right.

These old antiques probably don't know the domineering spirit of the newly promoted prince. Now is the time for him to protect his calf. If he comes to his door, he will only be asking for trouble.

Sure enough, some old men who had no eyesight and were not afraid of death stood up.

"My lord, you and the Goddess of Xishan must not repeat the mistakes of thousands of years ago. Think twice!"

"Yeah, yeah, think twice!"

"My lord, think twice!"

He fell to his knees again, Mu Qizhou's face visibly elongated.

Just when he was about to have an attack, Shen Nanyi stopped him: "My lords, you are too worried."

She pretended to be cool and patted Mu Qizhou's chest, as if to wipe away the tears soaked in her clothes: "Master Fu, take care of yourself."

Mu Qizhou felt as if his heart was suddenly ripped out of his chest, and he subconsciously grasped her delicate hand: "Shen Nanyi!"

There was an undercurrent in his eyes, as if he was silently begging her to stay.

Shen Nanyi's eyes were watery and she shook her head slightly.

She could not put Mu Qizhou in an unjust place.

At least not right now.

She squeezed his palm with her hand and forced a smile: "Your business is more important. Goodbye."

Does this mean there is a long way to go?

Mu Qizhou's black eyes flashed with joy, and he reluctantly let go of his hand.

Shen Nanyi turned into a ray of light and flew away.

By the Wangchuan River, Shen Nanyi turned around with some reluctance and saw Mu Qizhou chasing after him to see him off.

The two looked at each other across the Wangchuan River, feeling a little sad for a moment.

He is already the new master of Netherworld, and from now on, he can never step across the River of Forgetfulness again.

These are the rules of the underworld, and all rulers of the past dynasties must abide by them.

Thousands of years ago, he stayed in Xishan and refused to return because he was worried about this rule.

He originally hoped to get permission from heaven to marry the goddess and then take her back to the underworld with him, but he did not expect to encounter strong opposition and was taken advantage of by Aji to set up a trap.

This time, he could no longer act rashly.

He faced Shen Nanyi and said silently: "Waiting for you."

Shen Nanyi's eyes were wet, she held back her tears and waved away.

Stepping through a fiery red flower field on the other side, she walked into the gray mist. Looking back, she could no longer see the figure on the other side of the river.

"Stop looking, 9527." A white shadow fell next to her, it was Po Meng.

Wearing a white embroidered lace cheongsam, she is rare and elegant. She was specially dressed to welcome the new owner.

Ana Shen sniffed and said in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

"The Lord is discussing matters. As a small character like me, I am naturally here to accompany you." Po Meng twisted her waist, took her arm and walked forward.

Shen Nanyi immediately understood that it was Mu Qizhou's intention, and he was worried.

"I'm fine, I just feel a little uncomfortable." She took a breath.

Not just a little, but a lot. It was so uncomfortable that it was suffocating.

Po Meng also knew that she had always been tough-talking and did not expose her: "We will also feel very sad if Ayu can't come back."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mu Qizhou has tried his best during this trip to Jiuyou's Heart, but the result still hasn't changed.

The horror of the Nine Netherlands is truly terrifying.

Shen Nanyi lowered his head, his throat extremely bitter:

"I understand, if he can't find it, Ayu really is gone."

"9527, Mr. Fu tried his best. Look at his injuries. It must be that the God of Nine Netherworld was disturbed and did not give him good fruits."

Shen Nanyi thought of the wounds on Mu Qizhou's face, but she was so sad that she forgot about them.

She pulled out a small ceramic bottle from the mustard bag: "This is the secret recipe of our ancient axe. It has miraculous effects on healing wounds. Please bring it to him for me."

Po Meng took it and smiled: "His magical power is more than enough to heal the wound. Why do you need plaster?"

Shen Nanyi said sternly: "You don't understand that the injuries sustained by the God of Nine Nethers cannot be healed by anything other than divine power."

"Oh?" Po Meng, as a person from the Netherworld, heard this for the first time: "So poisonous?"

Shen Nanyi nodded, a little absent-minded:

"It has been recorded in the ancient books of ancient Yue that the God of Jiuyou is the ancient creation god. He calls Zhu Jiuyin, which is regarded as day, sleeping as night, blowing as winter, shushing as summer and breathing as wind. Its age can be far away. Far more than Azhou and I, the wounds caused by our divine power are naturally useless. "

Meng Chun put the medicine away and continued to hold her hand forward, rarely whispering:

"You will definitely be happy to receive it. 9527, some things cannot be rushed, so take care of them slowly."

Shen Nanyi smiled and shook his head slightly: "He and I have the same mind. He has me in his heart, and I have him in my heart. We will not forget each other just because of this Wangchuan River. I just feel a little emotional, God will not let us go after all. ”

"Who says it's not the case?" Meng Po followed in a faint whisper, and a thunder exploded out of thin air.

She trembled with fright: "I'll go, I didn't say anything!"

After Shen Nan saw the statement, the resentment in his heart immediately rose like a rising tide, and he cursed loudly towards the lightning-thundering night sky:

"That's you! You're ruthless! You deserve to be alone forever! You have the ability to kill me!"

The thunder rumbled, and a few more bolts of lightning fell, then stopped abruptly.

Po Meng asked tremblingly: "9527, who are you scolding?"

Shen Nanyi wiped the spit from the corner of her lips, pouted and replied:

"What I'm scolding is this blind Tian Dao. She must be an old widow with evil thoughts. She makes life difficult for herself and wants to make life difficult for everyone!"

Old widow? ! Po Meng didn't catch the breath and almost choked herself to death.

She covered Shen Nanyi's mouth, scared to death: "Auntie, please disinfect this mouth!"

*

Shen Nanyi brought the news of Mu Qizhou's return back to Mu's house. Mu and his wife were surprised and happy, and Mu Bei kept asking questions.

"Sister-in-law, when can my brother come back to see us?"

"Is he unable to come out? In this era, can he report to the boss?"

"We mortals have family leave, but they, gods, can't? So what's the fun in being gods?"

"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about, sister-in-law?"

Ana Shen helplessly held her forehead and looked at him:

"Gods are heartless and have no desires. How can we get relatives? We are still visiting relatives. Why don't you ask for annual leave?"

Mu Bei chuckled and climbed along the pole: "You're right, sister-in-law. This Lord of the Underworld also works, why doesn't he let people take a break?? Even if you work as a cow or a horse, you have to let yourself go occasionally, eat some grass or something. ”

Mu Shicheng gave him a slap on the head and rolled his eyes at him:

"You think your brother is in jail? What nonsense are you talking about."