How can I describe her?

A beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall from the sky?

A beauty that could shame the moon and put the flowers to shame?

In short, it's the kind of thing you can't bear to look away from once you see it.

She sat gracefully amidst a sea of ​​fiery flowers, her slender, fair hands lightly touching the flowing water of the Three Rivers Stream. Her delicate collarbone and flawless, pink shoulders were revealed through the smooth fabric of her thin dress.

"Since you're troubled, why don't you stay and keep me company?"

"There are no rules or regulations here; just enjoy this leisurely time."

The beautiful woman responded softly.

The words uttered between those delicate, glistening lips seemed to carry a special charm, like a gentle spring breeze, like a tiny insect slowly stirring the listener's heart. Coupled with the faint smile at the corner of her mouth and her unforgettable, stunning beauty, even a highly accomplished meditating monk might not be able to maintain his composure amidst this sea of ​​flowers.

However, what is intriguing is that a skeleton warrior stands quietly behind the graceful woman.

Holding its battle blade, it remained silent, like the most steadfast guardian.

"No, no."

"I will not leave Lord of the Underworld; the Underworld needs me too."

Meng Po, holding a teacup, shook her head vigorously.

"But you seem to have many, many stories hidden in your heart."

Would you like a cup of my herbal soup?

"It can help you forget a lot of worries."

She handed over her teacup, her clear eyes revealing a serious inquiry.

"hehe,"

"I don't have anything I need to forget,"

"Sadness, anger, happiness, joy... these unforgettable experiences have ultimately shaped who I am today."

"If life were always smooth sailing without any ups and downs, it would be very boring."

"After all, the sorrow of not getting what you want is what creates obsession, and this is the most powerful force in life. Just like now, another obsessive guy is walking this way."

"Perhaps, I'll get a new handful of floral foam."

The woman's slender fingers slowly withdrew from the Sanzu River, and crystal-clear water droplets gently fell from her fingertips onto a bright red flower floating on it.

It was these flowers drifting downstream that brought her the message that visitors were about to arrive.

"Oh no, could it be that the judge and his men have come looking for us?"

Meng Po's smug little face, which had been so carefree just a moment ago, suddenly tightened at this moment, as if she had foreseen something terrible.

Even the tea in his teacup spilled a little.

"I have to hurry up and leave, or I'll get scolded by that guy who always has a stern face again."

"As you know, Lord Enma usually forbids us from coming here."

"However, I will come again."

"Thank you for guiding me when I was lost. Goodbye."

"Brother, let's go."

Having formed a certain suspicion in her heart, Meng Po spoke at once, but then hurriedly urged the four-legged teapot monster beneath her to dash off in a direction that led to the left of the Sanzu River.

During this time, the alluring and charming woman offered no obstruction or explanation, but only whispered after he hurriedly 'fled away':

"What a lovely child. I'm sure you have many interesting memories. I wish you could become my flower mud."

"whee."

With a slight smile playing on her lips, she gazed downstream along the Sanzu River.

'A powerful obsession, surging bloodlust—a soul not belonging to this world.'

'What an interesting human being.'

As she pondered silently, the woman's silky, alluring eyes slowly narrowed, and her lively, adorable little tongue gently darted out and licked her bright red lips.

Clearly, she was looking forward to the dessert that was about to be delivered.

same,

Ara, traveling upstream along the Sanzu River, also noticed something unusual about the river.

Not only the scarlet spider lilies floating on the water's surface, but also the countless ghostly claws sinking to the bottom.

Those pale, slender, withered, and eerie arms swayed peacefully at the bottom of the Sanzu River, like a different kind of seaweed.

Of course, this comfort is relative.

If any living being dared to cross the void...

Huang naturally had no intention of trying this.

However, compared to the legend that one can reach the underworld by crossing the Sanzu River and then go there for rebirth, this seemingly calm river seems more like some kind of large barrier.

Once you step inside, it's difficult to escape the illusionary barrier.

This special feeling, of course, is what his special eyes conveyed.

Without paying much attention to the changes around him, he continued to ascend until a fiery, sunset-like crimson boundary suddenly appeared in his field of vision, at which point he knew he had reached his destination.

The path illuminated by fire.

It doesn't mean that this was a road illuminated by firelight.

Instead, the wildflowers that grow here will suddenly wither, and then at some point they will bloom in full glory, their bright red color as fiery as fire, even the gloomy underworld sky will be reflected under this surging red makeup.

However, compared to the breathtaking sea of ​​flowers that is both visually and spiritually stunning, what is even more captivating, or more directly, what immediately catches the eye, is the graceful woman in red.

She was like a fairy from a painting.

It can only be viewed from a distance.

She is like a virtuous wife in a dream.

She waited quietly at the door for her husband to return home.

Anyway,

This is a beautiful woman who can completely fulfill any fantasy of a normal man!

"Greetings, traveler from afar."

The woman bowed gracefully, her long, black hair, which was not yet fully styled, suddenly cascaded down, making her fair shoulders appear even more alluring.

In stark contrast to this exquisite beauty is a skeleton warrior slowly emerging from the floral mud.

She didn't seem to have any intention of hiding her identity as a monster.

No, a woman who would appear alone in a place like this couldn't possibly be an ordinary human woman.

Furthermore, the skeletal warrior that appeared at the edge of the flower field did not exhibit any aggressive or violent behavior. Instead, it greeted this special guest from afar with the respect due to a servant attending to the woman.

After a slight hesitation,

Huang chose to continue forward, stepping into the opponent's home ground, a sea of ​​flowers that resembled a sea of ​​fire.

"You must be exhausted from the journey."

"This is the tea I prepared for you."

A soft, alluring voice gently rang out.

A woman dressed in red gently handed over a cup of tea with red petals floating in it, a special fragrance wafting from the exquisite teacup.

And only when the distance between the two is infinitely reduced to a difference of one or two body lengths can they truly feel each other's extraordinary nature.

This is a powerful human being driven by deep-seated obsession!

The undisguised excitement was evident in the eyes of the spider lily.

Her power stemmed from the floral mud beneath her feet, which was transformed from the very mud created through exchanges with beings possessing extremely strong obsessions.

Once you can get the person in front of you,

A nimble, fragrant little tongue brushed against the woman's thin lips once more; she greedily and eagerly wanted to possess this person!

Here, the same amazement leaped into Huang's heart.

She was an absolutely beautiful and alluring woman.

It's so beautiful, it's like a flawless work of art!

Even though Huang had seen many beautiful human women, princesses of kingdoms, and even goddesses of other races like Yao Ji and Yin, his will still wavered slightly when facing the person in front of him.

His gaze became cautious and unfocused, and he was unwilling to look directly at the other person for a moment.

They even bluntly stated their purpose for coming, almost as if they had been completely defeated:

"Suzuka Gozen,"

"Where is the lord of Suzuka Mountain, whom you lured here?"

Of course, Ara could find the location of that hundred-ghost level being through spiritual sense or other Yin-Yang techniques, but due to the inexplicable mental turmoil caused by the former, and for the convenience of subsequent actions, he still made a direct communication.

"Eh,"

"Didn't you come here to find me?"

"This does make me a little sad."

The woman gave an irrelevant answer.

But somehow, her gentle and alluring voice reached his ears clearly and without missing a single word, even sliding down into his heart.

"Hey, have some tea first."

"This was brewed by my own hands; I put a lot of thought into it."

The red spider lily brazenly crossed the remaining one or two steps between them, almost pressing its body against the human with such a strong obsession.

The subtle fragrance is refreshing and delightful.

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