After being forced into marriage, the metaphysical master became the darling of the richest family.

Chapter 686

No more blood flowed.

An Jiuxi pulled her hand back, raised it, and found that there was no blood on her fingertips.

What's happening here?

But there's obviously no time to think about that right now.

What exactly happened between her and Si Yuan?

"How did you discover the relationship between me and Si Yuan?" Meng Po stared at her as if she had lost her soul.

In her beautiful eyes, there was only An Jiuxi's stunningly beautiful face.

"You may be curious, but during my time on Earth, I had at least three nightmares about you and Si Yuan."

Meng Po snapped out of her daze, her eyes narrowing into slits: "What do you know?"

As soon as she said it, she realized what was going on.

This person has a Manjusaka flower between their eyebrows.

Only Lu Qingsong's descendants will possess such abilities.

No wonder he made both himself and Si Yuan wary.

"I had almost forgotten about you." Meng Po chuckled, wanting to say something but not speaking: "Si Yuan has already left; he is dead."

"what?"

An Jiuxi frowned. "I can only see parts of things in my dreams; I don't know anything about the rest."

Was she late?

If Si Yuan really finds Lu Qingsong, will something happen between them?

or?

Mentioning this, Meng Po felt a sting in her eyes and her face turned red. She pointed to a peach tree next to her that was full of fruit: "Look, the peach tree I planted is full of fruit."

Following the direction she pointed, An Jiuxi walked toward a peach tree that would never wither.

Her beautiful eyes were wide open.

How many days have passed?

Overnight, all the petals of the peach tree withered.

The bare tree trunk was covered with oddly shaped peaches.

An Jiuxi stared at her, her brows furrowing involuntarily: "You wouldn't be in love, would you?"

She recalled the descriptions in ancient books.

Meng Po cannot be swayed by emotions.

Otherwise, the Bridge of Helplessness would have been in chaos long ago.

Could it be that all of this is the same as what she saw in her dream?

Meng Po gritted her teeth. This proud woman looked completely lost and dejected, her eyes lifeless and devoid of any strength.

His whole body was shaking.

At this moment, tears finally streamed down her face from her bloodshot eyes, her voice trembling with sobs: "Yes, we both fell in love with each other."

She had to admit.

An Jiuxi couldn't possibly be unaware, but her feelings were genuine, and even the ghosts around her could sense them.

Lu Qingsong will find out then.

“I am Jianxia, ​​Siyuan, and I am your servant.”

An Jiuxi then realized that this was related to Meng Po, whom she had seen in ancient books.

"What about others?"

Meng Po looked up and immediately saw the black ship that An Jiuxi had come in on. She perked up and walked toward the port: "He has already gone to Lu Qingsong's place. Miss An, let me take you away from hell. Thank you for coming all this way. I will handle this matter myself."

An Jiuxi frowned, and Meng Po hurriedly walked towards the large black ship.

Just as I was about to chase after them.

A black figure emerged from the River Styx. The figure was entirely black and looked like a skeleton, but this did not diminish its excitement. It rushed towards Meng Po at lightning speed.

On the Bridge of Helplessness, there was only Meng Po.

By eating her flesh, they can be reincarnated.

Anyone would be excited in that situation.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared at Meng Po's feet, grabbed her legs, and tried to pull her into the River Styx.

Meng Po, in her anxiety, kicked him.

That foot slipped.

The kick missed.