Being forced by the emperor

I've never seen such a vain man.

Mu Nanjun thought about it.

At this time, the ghost king was burned by the sky fire. If it wasn't for the body of the great emperor, he would have died without a whole body, and his body had turned into a cloud of white mist.

Guijun used the body of the Great Emperor to hold the fire directly, and his body was already seriously injured. Mu Nanjun looked at him with the eyes of a pitiful wretch.

"I didn't want to disturb the balance of the Three Realms, but for his sake, you have to bear with me!" Mu Nanjun roared, and his body was ejected directly.

In a breath, he actually reached in front of the ghost king, who was already seriously injured and unable to resist.

This punch will kill him!

However, Guijun's eyes were not full of despair at this time, but replaced by a triumphant, crazy look.

Mu Nanjun didn't worry so much, he just saw that this punch was about to hit Guijun.

"Mu Nanjun, you lost!" Guijun laughed loudly, like a lunatic in a mental hospital, his eyes and actions were full of madness.

Guijun pointed his right hand at Mu Nanjun, and a powerful spiritual power stood out, not much worse than Mu Nanjun's.

Evil Soul and Strange Seal!

Mu Nanjun was directly hit by the evil spirit's strange seal, and his spiritual power began to be sealed!

hateful!

Mu Nanjun gritted his teeth, and took out a elixir from the interspatial ring. The elixir was golden in color and exuded a very strong spiritual power.

"The 800-year-old Dragon's Breath Pill is cheap!" Mu Nanjun looked at the precious pill in front of him, gritted his teeth and took it.

After taking it, the spiritual power that was originally sealed in the body was instantly released, accompanied by a clicking sound.

Mu Nanjun's spiritual power recovered for a short time.

"It can only last for 8 hours, damn it!" Mu Nanjun's eyes were extremely cold, and the emperor's spiritual power was fully released, this time he had no reservations.

Seeing this, Gui Jun panicked!

Desperation began to fill his eyes, "Mu Nanjun, don't kill me, as long as you don't kill me, I'll let him go, and if you kill me, it will disturb the balance of the three realms, and in the end the gains outweigh the losses!"

Ghost Lord began to beg for mercy, his tone full of pleading.

However, the red-eyed Mu Nanjun couldn't listen at all, a ball of fire fell from the sky, and the ghost was instantly burned.

The burned ghost uttered a tragic howl.

In the blink of an eye, Guijun turned into a cloud of white mist, and in an instant, the speed of evaporation disappeared into hell.

Silently!

Black and white are impermanent, I was shocked to see this!

At least a strong man in the Great Emperor Realm was burned without a sound, not even a corpse.

It's just terrifying!

Black and White Impermanence couldn't provoke him to leave in despair, and Mu Nanjun didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the Wangchuan River.

In Wangchuan Hanoi, ghosts are lining up to drink Mengpo soup. These people are very kind in their lives, because those who are not kind have already been sent to hell.

Jiang Qingyu looked at Meng Po Tang in front of him, and couldn't bear to speak for a long time.

"Is there something you can't let go of, young man?" An old lady with a very kind face came over. He was Meng Po who was in charge of making Meng Po soup.

"Well, grandma." Jiang Qingyu responded, his eyes were full of dullness, and he looked at Granny Meng as if thinking thoughtfully.

"Is it yours? Or..." The kind old lady said again, and Jiang Qingyu seemed to have many pictures in front of her eyes.

Playful little rain.

Kind grandma Liu.

Hardworking Uncle Liu.

Used to love his parents.

Jiang Qingyu seemed to have entered the depths of his mind, and a figure suddenly flashed. This figure was so familiar, as if they had been together for hundreds or thousands of years.

Mu Nanjun!

Jiang Qingyu's eyes were shocked, how could it be him?

"People have to experience a lot in this life. She or he is just a passer-by in your life. Fate is a wonderful thing.

"Fate can be a continuation of the relationship in the previous life, or it may be an inadvertent passing by in this life, but they will eventually be passers-by in your life, a speck of dust..."

The words of this kind old lady seemed to be hypnotized, and Jiang Qingyu's tears flowed down inadvertently.

Yes, it would be nice to forget him.

"If I'm still alive, I really want to marry you!" Jiang Qingyu sighed, as if he and Mu Nanjun had known each other for thousands of years.

This feeling is very strong, getting stronger and stronger.

Forget that he drank Mengpo soup and start over!

Jiang Qingyu picked up the bowl, ready to drink the soup.

"Wait a minute!"

There was a voice in the sky, and Jiang Qingyu heard this voice so familiar, like a long-lost friend or lover!

Jiang Qingyu looked over, and it turned out to be Mu Nanjun!

Jiang Qingyu was a little overjoyed, seeing him for the last time before leaving, was considered a life without regrets.

Jiang Qingyu even felt that the Mu Nanjun in front of him was an illusion created by the old lady in front of him who made him regret it.

He didn't want Mu Nanjun to really come here, because coming here basically meant everything.

death!

Just as Jiang Qingyu was about to thank the grandmother, Mu Nanjun was already standing by his side, snatching Meng Potang away.

"Fortunately, you didn't drink this stuff, wait until I die?" Mu Nanjun's words were full of blame, Jiang Qingyu realized that Mu Nanjun in front of him was real!

"Why did you come here? Don't tell me you also..." Jiang Qingyu didn't dare to think about it, because the only people who can come here are dead people!

"Grandma Meng is good, you won't have any objection if I take him away this time?" Mu Nanjun approached, as if he had known this Granny Meng for a long time.

Granny Meng shook her head kindly, "I will have an opinion because this is my job, and it will be the same 300 years ago, and it will be the same 300 years later, even though you killed the ghost king."

Granny Meng's tone of voice was very flat. She might do something here. There are thousands of dead souls here. Once she did it, it would be a devastating blow.

"Granny Meng is gone, I hope we will never see each other again." Mu Nanjun smiled, grabbed Jiang Qingyu's right hand with his right hand, and flew into the sky.

Mu Nanjun couldn't help but recall that 300 years ago, he also came to Wangchuan River.

The thought of recalling the ins and outs, presumably.

"Why can't you take him away!" Mu Nanjun patted Po Meng's Tang Zhuo angrily with one hand, his eyes were full of anger.

"He has already drank Mengpo soup, and has forgotten his past and present lives. Once he drinks Mengpo soup, he has entered reincarnation. If you take him away at this time, his reincarnation will be disrupted. You should know the consequences!"

Granny Meng's face was full of smiles, and the release of her spiritual power actually crushed Mu Nanjun.

What a powerful spiritual force!

Mu Nanjun really wanted to fight, but at this time he was seriously injured and couldn't beat Granny Meng in front of him.

At this time, the ghost king in the sky flew over, with a look of arrogance on his face, and the two of them moved their hands here.

Thousands of souls were scattered, Mu Nanjun was seriously injured and it was not easy to fight for a long time, and Jiang Qingyu was also considered.

Even though he was very reluctant, he could only escape in embarrassment, and that was his greatest regret in this life.

Mu Nanjun thought for a while and couldn't help clenching his fists, his eyes were very firm.