People are fighting, but all members are NPCs

Chapter 117 Return to the Netherworld
The fog was thick, like a veil covering the endless darkness.

The road under my feet is winding and paved with countless broken stones. Each stone seems to carry the memories of a previous life. When I step on it, I can faintly hear a low whimpering sound.

On both sides of the road, the red spider lilies are in full bloom. The blood-red petals are particularly dazzling in the darkness, like guiding lights, or like silent mourning.

There was a heavy, damp chill in the air, as if even breathing was suppressed.

In the distance, several blurry ghosts could be vaguely seen, staggering as if being pulled by invisible chains, moving slowly forward.

Their faces were blurry, and only their empty eyes revealed endless confusion and fatigue.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew past, tearing the fog apart, and a bright red sleeve flashed in the darkness like a flame.

"Yin spirits retreat!"

A cold shout followed.

The voice was not loud, but it had a power that shocked the soul, as if even the air was frozen.

The red sleeves fluttered lightly, with an irresistible majesty, and instantly opened up a wide path among the group of evil spirits.

Those ghosts that were originally moving forward numbly seemed to be pushed away by some invisible force, and they retreated to both sides, making way for a passage.

The owner of Hongxiu, Meng Po, was walking slowly towards her at this moment. Her face was hidden under the open oil-paper umbrella and could not be seen clearly. Only her eyes were as cold as the stars, revealing a breathtaking light.

Behind her was Xiao Yan, who was forcibly taken away from the Xiao family mansion, and once again set foot on the familiar road to the underworld.

However, although Meng Po's steps were very slow, her speed was jaw-dropping. It seemed that every step she took was a long way away, and it seemed that every step was stepping on nothingness.

"Shrinking the distance into an inch?" Xiao Yan made a vague guess.

"Yes."

Meng Po's voice drifted over, revealing a hint of approval, "I didn't expect you, little fellow, to have some knowledge."

experience?

Xiao Yan curled her lips in disdain.

Any time traveler could guess this kind of thing.

Moreover, only Xiao Yuan, an alternative stitched monster, would think of stitching Taoist magic onto the body of Meng Po in the underworld.

"How dare you! How can I allow a little fellow like you to make irresponsible remarks and insults on my Lord's affairs?"

Meng Po's delicate cry interrupted Xiao Yan's thoughts.

Although her voice was not loud, the coldness in her eyes when she looked back made Xiao Yan tremble. At that moment, it seemed as if her soul would be annihilated.

"There's no insult involved, I'm just stating a fact."

Xiao Yan lowered her head slightly, not daring to look at him, but still muttered softly.

But this time, Meng Po didn't say anything.

Instead, he turned his head, looked at the road ahead that was covered by the fog, and whispered softly:
"Whether in this world or the otherworld, my Lord is the only powerful being in the world. He possesses the power to reverse yin and yang and the ability to mediate the destiny. How could a mortal like you possibly understand this?"

When Xiao Yuan was mentioned, her pair of cold eyes changed and showed a strong admiration and love.

Was this woman brainwashed by that guy?
Xiao Yan didn't know what this woman's identity was before she became Meng Po, but judging from her aura, she must be as strong as her teacher was when she was alive.

As for the greatness that the other party mentioned?
She couldn't feel it at all.

Putting aside whether Xiao Yuan's words and deeds have anything to do with being a strong man, in her opinion, Xiao Yuan is more like a madman full of evil tastes.

Soon, Meng Po took her through the Yellow Springs Road and arrived at the bank of the Santu River.

Shrouded in fog, the ancient Naihe Bridge was faintly visible, and the water of the Wangchuan River under the bridge was still a dirty blood-yellow, with waves rolling silently.

Billions of dead souls floated in the river, wailing in pain and sorrow with the waves.

"Let's go, cross this river, and you will see my Lord."

As she spoke, Meng Po walked towards the river bank with light steps, which immediately scared Xiao Yan.

"Hey, there's turbulent water over there, why don't we walk on the bridge?!"

"On the bridge?" Hearing the question, Meng Po stopped and turned around and said, "Could it be that you still want to walk on the Naihe Bridge?"

"No, no, no, I don't want to."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan almost shook her head like a rattle, and even took two steps back involuntarily.

Xiao Yan is still a little scared about this river.

The last time I crossed the river, if it weren’t for my teacher’s protection, I would have been dragged to the bottom of the river and torn to pieces by those ghosts, right?
Looking at Meng Po again, there was a hint of teasing in her eyes and a hint of mockery in her tone, "Since I am here to lead the way, why bother with so much trouble?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand towards the river in front of her, which was surging with a strong and foul smell, and paddled along the way.

Turn the river into land!

The turbulent river stopped in an instant, and the souls in the river also fell silent.

Then, we saw that from the center of the river, the water was gradually cracking, revealing the riverbed and forming a new road.

"Let's go."

With a wave of his sleeve, Xiao Yan's eyes turned red and she was once again caught up in it.

"Why are you here again!"

She wanted to complain like this, but her consciousness immediately became hazy, and vaguely seemed to be enveloped by a golden light.

When I regained my sight, I was already above the magnificent and vast hall.

"I have fulfilled my mission and brought Xiao Yan here on the orders of my master."

Meng Po bowed slightly towards the main seat in the main hall. Xiao Yuan was sitting there, leaning on the golden couch. She raised her hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Go down and rest."

"I'll take my leave."

After Meng Po left, they were the only two left in the huge Lingxiao Palace.

Looking at Xiao Yan, who was still a little dazed and hadn't come back to her senses yet, Xiao Yuan suddenly said, "Hey, long time no see, dear fellow, how have you been recently?"

".!"

Hearing his greeting, Xiao Yan's breathing suddenly stagnated and his eyes darkened.

Do you still dare to ask her if she is doing well?
God knows how much suffering she has endured because of her female body. Not only can she not even go out casually, but even if she goes out, she has to wrap herself in a robe.

Every day I have to be chased by that psychopath Xiao Ning.

The most important thing is that the secret of her female body was discovered by Ya Fei, the auctioneer of Miter Auction House!!!

Thanks to Ya Fei's promise to keep her mouth shut, her secret was not exposed.
When Xiao Yan thought of all these things, she became furious, but in the end she chose to endure it.

Xiao Yan knew very well that getting angry in front of this guy was the most irrational behavior.

"It seems that you don't like the gift I gave you."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Xiao Yan asked as calmly as possible.

But his question made Xiao Yuan slightly stunned, "What do I want to do? It was you who came into the dream to see me, why are you asking me? Shouldn't I be the one asking you what you want to do?"

"Well."

Xiao Yan suddenly stepped forward, took a deep breath, puffed out her proud chest, looked at him without dodging or flinching, and said, "Please take back your gift and change me back!"

The voice was not loud, but the will was very firm.

No matter what, she doesn't plan to continue living as a woman and must change back to a man!

"Change back."

Xiao Yuan's voice gradually lengthened, and he curled his lips in dissatisfaction before changing the subject: "By the way, did you know? Nalan Yanran has become very strong now."

Xiao Yan: “???”

You ride a horse!
(End of this chapter)