Madam Meng is not a good benevolent

Just as Meng Wangyou appeared from the corner, he saw Ameng rushing towards him.

"Wangyou, Lord Mingzhu is here."

So Meng Wangyou followed Ameng and came to the wooden bridge together.

Meng Wangyou bowed gracefully and said, "Meng Po, Meng Wangyou, see Lord Mingzhu."

"Wangyou, Dijun is the god who is in charge of life and death in the world and manages the dead. He is a noble and unattainable innate god of nature." Wuyin turned to look at Meng Wangyou, and said seriously: "Do you think you are worthy?"

Wuyin came in person with such malice, but Meng Wangyou remained silent.

Guessing that Meng Wangyou can't speak, Wuyin said straight to the point: "The right family is important to you humans, and it is also important to the Three Realms."

Meng Wangyou said coldly: "Your gods are no different from human beings."

"I just came here to give you a piece of advice. It's only because you fell in love with someone you shouldn't like." Wuyin changed the topic again: "Wangyou, Fei Huan is back, and she hates you so much. At the point of death, dormant in the dark, ready to take revenge."

Meng Wangyou said hesitantly: "What you are saying is that I am not worthy of the noble and noble Emperor Dongyue."

Then he said—

"Fei Huan, I hope you don't draw conclusions prematurely. Lu Yao knows horsepower, and she can see people's hearts after a long time. She needs time to digest her brother's departure." After saying that, Meng Wangyou turned around and walked into the living room regardless of the identity of Wuyin Close the door with a backhand.

A gust of wind blows in with the rich fragrance of roses, and the crimson flowers bloom alone in the corner of the wall...

"Why isn't Wangyou waking up? The manjushahua who brought Master Le Xun back has not been resolved yet! Wangyou, wake up quickly!" Yizhi walked back and forth anxiously in front of Meng Wangyou's door go.

But even so anxious, Yizhi didn't break in.

Wen Yao was a little impatient, so he walked over and lifted Yizhi up, and said, "Calm down, have you forgotten the consequences of waking up Wangyou?"

Yizhi broke away from Wen Yao's hands, and when she fell to the ground, she turned around and was about to shout, but when her eyes swept across the door of Meng Wangyou's room, she quickly shrugged her shoulders, and said in a low voice, "I'm not in a hurry! Now it's all messed up without Wangyou, I'm afraid that bad woman Mingnu will come to trouble Wangyou."

The door creaked open, and Meng Wangyou opened the door and walked out.

Meng Wangyou still had an awe-inspiring appearance, aloof and inviolable, making people afraid to look directly at him.

The cold, arrogant and majestic Meng Po Meng Wangyou made her debut.

Yizhi asked worriedly: "Wangyou, are you alright?"

Meng Wangyou smiled lightly and said, "As Po Meng, I have taken it lightly. Parting from life and death is normal, so why should I be obsessed with it!"

When Yizhi and Wen Yao saw Meng Wangyou's smile, they felt as if they were hallucinating from another world. They stared blankly at each other without speaking, and simultaneously looked at Meng Wangyou who was putting on his shoes.

Yizhi couldn't believe it, so she walked quietly behind Meng Wangyou, put the back of her hand on Meng Wangyou's neck, and was knocked off by Meng Wangyou without thinking.

Yizhi rubbed the back of the hand that was beaten by Meng Wangyou, and smiled awkwardly: "That...I..."

Looking at the scenery in front of him, Meng Wangyou looked far away, and he said slowly: "When Le Xun appeared in front of my eyes, I felt like I had fired a long-drawn arrow. I thought I would save Le Xun at all costs, but When he said the phrase "I'm back", I stopped thinking about it.Now, from now on, I want to live a happy and happy life, and live for myself. "

The corners of Meng Wangyou's lips twitched lightly, and his heart was as light as if he had let go of a heavy burden.

"I will put him in the bottom of my heart, and protect his beloved Underworld Youdu, the place where his dream started." Meng Wangyou looked back at Guimengju behind him, with a gentle look in his eyes that was as quiet as flowers .

Wen Yao said: "Wangyou, people have to look forward. I believe that you will meet someone who loves you with your life and will give everything for your happiness. You will meet someone who runs towards you desperately."

Yizhi interjected, "For example, Dijun."

Wen Yao quickly covered Yizhi's mouth with his hands, and said with an embarrassed smile, "Wangyou, Yizhi hasn't slept well recently, and he's talking nonsense."

"Yes, I'm talking nonsense, don't take it to heart." He emphasized again.

Yizhi struggled, trying to break free from Wen Yao's hand covering his mouth, but Wen Yao still didn't let go, for fear that Yizhi would say the wrong thing again.

And Meng Wangyou was extremely indifferent to Yizhi's words, he said slowly: "Xiaobai, Xiaohei, what do you say is the most rare in the world?"

This time Yizhi finally pushed away Wen Yao's hand that was covering her mouth, she took a deep breath, stepped forward and replied, "It's love."

Wen Yao also said: "I think it is the sense of security in my heart."

"It's love." Yizhi yelled at Wen Yao.

Wen Yao said without retreating, "It's the sense of security in my heart."

Yizhi gave Wen Yao a charming look, and her eyes expressed what she was thinking: "Wen Yao, are you determined to yell at me? Well, let's see who is right."

Yizhi looked at Meng Wangyou, as if looking for the right answer, she said firmly, "It's love, it's love, it must be love."

Seeing that Wen Yao was about to speak, Yizhi took the lead again and said, "Wangyou tell me, who is right, me or Wen Yao?"

However, before the two of them heard Meng Wangyou's answer, they felt a chill hit them.

Of course it was Meng Wangyou who stared at them.

Meng Wangyou's eyes were cold and cold, with the sharpness of a knife, which made people shudder.

Yizhi smiled and said: "Wangyou, you say, you say, hehe." She turned to look at Wen Yao, and reprimanded softly: "If you let me a little, you won't make Wangyou angry."

Wen Yao cautiously did not answer Yizhi's words, he observed Meng Wangyou's expression carefully, and seeing Meng Wangyou's expression calm down for a moment, he said with a little guilt: "Wangyou, tell me."

"It's the word "companion". Thank you for being by my side all the time. No complaints." Meng Wangyou looked directly at Yizhi and Wen Yao. Lots of tenderness.

In Yizhi's and Wen Yao's memory, Meng Wangyou, whose eyes were as warm as the sun, returned.

Wen Yao smiled and said, "Wangyou, stay by your side, no complaints or regrets."

"Well, Wangyou, we will always be by your side forever." The corners of Yizhi's mouth gradually rose, a smile appeared on his face, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Thank you." Meng Wangyou said this from the bottom of his heart.

Yizhi and Wen Yao looked at each other and smiled, the two of them seemed to have received a huge compliment at the moment, and there was a trace of sweetness and comfort rippling from the bottom of their hearts.

【醧Forgetting Pavilion】

The dead who came from the direction of Naihe Bridge stood in a row at the moment. They stood on the curved bridge leading to the Qiwang Pavilion and shouted, and the sound of the crusade was as urgent as a drum.

Even under the control of the underworld soldiers, it was useless. Even Yunlin Yunhai, who was standing in the Xiwang Pavilion, was holding his forehead and fell into distress.

Yun Hai sighed at a loss: "Hey! Why isn't Mrs. Meng coming here? I'm so impatient, what should I do?"

Suddenly, the dead and the underworld soldiers felt a gust of cold wind blowing from their backs, and the whole body was chilly. Everyone turned to look at Meng Wangyou, who was already standing behind them.