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

Chapter 687

She herself fell down.

Just as he was about to be pulled down, An Jiuxi lashed out with her long whip, shattering him into pieces.

"puff!"

The smoke disappeared.

Meng Po frowned and stepped out of the bushes in fear, while more spirits rushed out of the river.

An Jiuxi could imagine what it would be like when thousands of ghosts stood up and took her away.

She might not be able to revive Meng Po.

Without further hesitation, she pulled Meng Po toward the black ship.

"Let's go to Lu Qingsong together; he'll surely have a plan."

Meng Po didn't know if Lu Qingsong would take action or punish them, but she knew that Lu Qingsong would definitely send people to deal with her.

She must find Si Yuan.

She was afraid he would do something foolish, sacrifice himself for her.

She would absolutely not agree.

The two boarded a dark cruise ship.

An Jiuxi held onto the small boat and moved forward slowly, but the River Styx beneath her feet was not calm.

They sensed that Meng Po was moved by love.

Everyone is striving to improve themselves.

The black finger bones gripped the hull incessantly, as if trying to capsize the entire ship.

More and more evil spirits gathered on the deck, their gaping maws agape, emitting shrill screams, gripping the ship tightly and preventing it from moving forward.

An Jiuxi and Meng Po both saw the evil ghost walking forward.

Meng Po quickly removed a jade hairpin of emerald green from her hair.

She closed her eyes and silently recited a spell.

However, when she was halfway through reading, Yuchai remained motionless.

There was no movement at all.

In the past, this hairpin would have been enough to shatter all the vengeful spirits.

Could it be that she has fallen in love?

The power from hell has disappeared?

Meng Po couldn't help but pinch her arm.

Her nails were very long, and they never left marks when she pinched them before.

But this time, when she pinched hard, a bruise immediately appeared on her forearm.

Meng Po immediately became anxious.

Feelings can turn Meng Po back into an ordinary person.

"Meng Po, what are you doing?" An Jiuxi asked, confused.

Meng Po turned around, her beautiful face showing panic and confusion, and whispered, "I... I have returned to being an ordinary person, Miss An."

Ordinary people?

“Under normal circumstances, I might be able to drive them away, but at this moment, I have no Netherworld power left in my body.”

An Jiuxi understood what she meant and pulled her onto the boat. "Sit down first, I'll handle it."

At this moment, their large black ship was completely frozen in place.

These vengeful ghosts howled, lay on the deck, and frantically shook the ship.

This small boat was already quite small; it couldn't withstand such a large amount of turbulence.

If they don't smash them, their great ship will fall apart.

An Jiuxi frowned, her gaze sweeping around the ship in circles. There were at least a hundred ghosts densely packed around.

many!

Their target is Meng Po (the goddess of forgetfulness).

An Jiuxi took a deep breath, took out a talisman from the bag, and then bit her fingertip.

Drops of blood flowed from the wound.

Dye the talisman red.

She tossed the talismans while chanting incantations.

In an instant, the talisman, stained red with her blood, emitted a dazzling light.

All the black-boned demons were turned to ashes.