Chapter 315 Soul Sing

Meng Po smiled, turned her head to look at the people full of people on the bridge, turned her head and said to Huangfu Yuran, "Recently, there are many souls to help my mother-in-law. By the way, when will you leave the underworld?

Huangfu Yuran readily agreed, pointing to Huangquan River and said, "Huangquan has gone to get something. When he comes back, we will leave. Mother-in-law, what do you need us to do?

Meng Po went to the side of the pot, handed a spoon to Huangfu Yuran, picked up a bowl and handed it to Leng Lingyu and said, "Just give them the soup. When the immortals come, you can leave."

"Hmm." Huangfu Yuran took the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of steaming soup from the pot and poured it into the bowl in Leng Lingyu's hand. Leng Lingyu handed it to the coming soul with a smile on his face and drank it. Repeating these movements, he sent away confused souls one by one.

Huangfu Yuran scooped up the soup and asked, "Mother-in-law, can I ask you something?"

Meng Po looked back at Huangfu Yuran curiously, nodded with a smile and said, "What do you want to know? My mother-in-law will tell you as long as she knows.

Huangfu Yuran smiled, took a spoon full of soup under his nose and took a deep breath, and asked with a smile, "Mother-in-law, can this soup... really make people forget everything?"

Meng Po thought that Huangfu Yuran was going to drink. When she wanted to stop it, she heard Huangfu Yuran's question and nodded and said, "Yes, after drinking it, you will forget everything in your previous life."

Huangfu Yuran nodded and hummed, lowered his head and thought about something, and even stopped the movements of his hands. It was not until Leng Lingyu touched Huangfu Yuran with his elbow that Huangfu Yuran realized, smiled slightly and continued to do what he should be done. At the same time, he said, "Grandma, can I take some back? Maybe it will be useful in the future."

Huangfu Yuran's words stunned Meng Po's movements, and it was obvious that Meng Po's shoulders trembled. Huangfu Yuran didn't know what Meng Po would do. He hurriedly said, "Mother-in-law, I just said it casually. I also know that this is not in line with the rules of the underworld."

Meng Po turned around and looked at Huangfu Yuran. There was no expression on her face. She only saw Huangfu Yuran feel uncomfortable all over. After a long time, Meng Po said, "Do you really want the soup cooked by your mother-in-law?"

Huangfu Yuran blinked and nodded. I don't know why Meng Po asked. When Meng Po saw Huangfu's introduction and nodded, she sighed faintly and said, "This is not in line with the rules of the underworld, but my mother-in-law will make an exception for you." With that, he stretched out his hand to Huangfu Yuran.

Huangfu Yuran was stunned when he saw Meng Po put her hand in front of him, and then turned his hand and took out a jade bottle and handed it to Meng Po. Meng Po held the mouth of the jade bottle to the pot, and a flash of light in her hand saw a stream of soup being sucked into the bottle.

Meng Po handed over the jade bottle to Huangfu Yuran and said with a smile, "You still have to use these things carefully. Don't make any trouble."

Huangfu Yuran nodded. Before he could say anything, he heard Huang Quan's voice: "Meng Po is so bold! Unexpectedly, you casually gave Meng Po soup to others. If you violate the rules of the underworld, aren't you afraid that Pluto will punish you? After the sound fell, Huang Quan had already appeared beside Huangfu Yuran.

When Meng Po heard Huang Quan's voice, her body trembled, but then said, "If the immortal wants to punish him, punish Meng Po alone. This is Meng Po's duty and has nothing to do with this doll. No one expected that Grandma Meng would take all the responsibility on herself. You should know that this crime is not light in the underworld.

When Huang Quan saw that Huangfu Yuran was a little ready to say something, he raised his hand to stop Huangfu Yuran. Huang Quan narrowed his eyes and deliberately shouted in a cold voice, "Meng Po, do you know the guilt?"

Meng Po was scared by Huang Quan's cold drink and trembled all over and said tremblingly, "My subordinates know the crime. I am willing to accept punishment. Please go to the immortal punishment."

Huang Quan circled Meng Po with his hands behind his back for a few times, and then smiled and said, "Don't be so afraid. I won't punish you and reward you. Huangfu Yuran is the descendant of the emperor. He wants Meng Po soup, and even if you don't give it to him, he will bring it to him. I will tell Pluto to reward you well.

Meng Po was really scared out of a cold sweat, and the words behind Huang Quan made Meng Po fall into the clouds, which was not real at all. However, Huang Quan said that he wanted to reward her, but she didn't dare to accept it. She bowed down and said, "I dare not!"

Huang Quan waved his hand and ignored Meng Po. He turned around and looked at Huangfu Yuran and asked, "How's it going? Are you satisfied with this solution?"

Huangfu Yuran turned his hand and took away the jade bottle. Huang Quan said angrily, "You scared me, but you handled this matter well, and I'm very satisfied. My mother-in-law is not to blame for this. If you punish him, I won't comply!"

Huangquan returned Huangfu Yuran's white eyes, stretched out his hand and waved to the river of the Huangquan River, and said, "See if I'm satisfied with the weapons I gave you?"

The blood-red river in the Huangquan River boiled for a while, and a blood-red knife slowly floated out of the river. The knife is more than four feet long, the handle is purple-red, and the blade is extremely strange. Huangfu Yuran was sure that he had never seen a knife of this shape, and even Huangfu Yuran felt a chill from the cold light on the blade.

The knife floated directly in front of Huangfu Yuran, and his body was filled with purple fog, and waves of evil breath emanated from his body. Huangfu frowned. He hated the evil smell, but he felt very familiar.

Huang Quan saw Huangfu Yuran stunned there and said with a smile, "How's it going? I was surprised to see the weapon I sent, but I don't know what my name is, right? Pluto gave his disciple a half artifact, and I, Huang Quan, can't fall behind, right? This is also a half artifact, and it's a growing half artifact. You can have fun by yourself.

Huangfu Yuran turned his head and looked at Huang Quan, who was smiling there, and pouted, "Can't you send a better weapon? This weapon is too ugly! I really don't know how to say hello!"

Huang Quan's smile fixed on his face in an instant, and then looked at Huangfu Yuran coldly and said coldly, "What are you talking about? This is a semi-magic artifact. It took me more than 500 years to cast it for you. You actually... thought it was ugly! It's not certain whether you can use it or not!"

Huangfu Yuran just said casually. He didn't expect Huang Quan to have such a big reaction. He smiled awkwardly and stretched out his hand to grab the knife floating in front of him. Just as his hand was about to touch the handle of the knife, the knife flashed aside, and Huangfu Yuran directly grabbed it.

"Oh?" Huangfu looked at his hand in surprise, looked at the blood-red knife, and finally looked at Huangquan on one side.

When Huang Quan saw Huangfu Yuran's eyes, he shrugged his shoulders and said uninterestingly, "You don't have to look at me like this. I have already said whether you can use it or not. This knife is spiritual. I can't use it. It depends on your own ability.

When Huangfu Yuran saw that Huang Quan was serious, he believed Huang Quan's words and asked, "How is this knife refined?" Huangfu Yuran wanted to know the refining method of this knife and where to refine it.

Huangquan took a slant look at Huangfu Yuran, pointed to Huangquanhe and said, "This knife is refined here, called the remnant soul-shalling knife. The knife body is forged from ancient meteorites. It has absorbed the remnant souls of the river in the Yellow Spring River for hundreds of years and has long had its own soul, the so-called knife spirit. This knife has its own consciousness. I can't decide whether you can control it or not.

Huangfu Yuran frowned and looked at the knife floating in front of him strangely, muttering: "Ancient meteorite...hundred-year-old soul...knife spirit? Are you kidding? No one will believe this appearance!"

As soon as Huangfu Yuran finished speaking, the blood-red knife shook, and the buzzing sound shocked the human soul. The knife emits a blood-red light, as if someone input Zhenyuan into the knife body to stimulate the energy in the knife body.

Huangfu Yuran was the closest to the knife, and naturally felt the deterrent power from the knife body. However, Huangfu Yuran still raised his finger and shouted with the soul-stricying knife, "What's wrong? You are not happy to say a word? I will not only say you, but also annoy me and destroy you!" With that, he also put his hand to his neck and made a head-killing posture.

When Huangfu Yuran opened his mouth, Huang Quan had already signaled Meng Po and Leng Lingyu to stay away. Although Leng Lingyu did not want to leave, he was still pulled far away by Huang Quan. The three stood in the distance and watched Huangfu Yuran open his teeth and claws against a knife, with different thoughts.

Huangfu Yuran has not noticed the strange behavior of Huang Quan and several people, and is still pointing at the soul-stricking knife. The soul-sacling knife swayed a few times in the air, and the red light on the knife suddenly burst out and made a long cry rising to the sky. The voice was like a fierce ghost, which made people tremble in the bottom of their hearts and scared Huangfu Yuran.

Huangfu Yuran looked up at the remnant soul-stricying knife rushing into the sky and shouted, "Hey, scare me! Say a few words, you are not bad-tempered. Come down and see if I don't teach you a lesson!"

The soul-killing knife swayed in the air and chopped down at Huangfu Yuran. A huge blood-red knife light carried the power of destruction and earth cut to Huangfu Yuran. Leng Lingyu saw this scene in the distance and screamed in horror: "Ah! Yuran, be careful!"

Huangfu Yuran has been paying attention to the soul-spiring knife. Huangfu Yuran has already raised his mind to be on guard when the soul-ring knife rushed into the air. After all, Huang Quan told himself that this soul-sama knife had its own consciousness, and no one dared to say what it would do.

Looking up at the huge knife light falling from the sky, Huangfu Yuran's eyes widened, as if he had forgotten how to react. Huangfu Yuran stood in the same place so stupidly, under the cover of the knife.