Moon Emperor

Chapter 489 Cangya Iron Cavalry

In the final analysis, although Po Meng can be regarded as a ghost and deity in the underworld, and even an indispensable part of the underworld's operating system, she is still essentially a low-level, hard-working little god.

He is the kind of small character who is too busy every day, has pitifully little power, and has insignificant magical power. He takes the blame first and puts the blame on his superiors.

Therefore, the old woman who was in charge of the position of "Meng Po" in the past has been transferred to another position long ago. Although the newcomer is also called "Meng Po", she has been replaced countless times in the past tens of thousands of years.

In this way, it seemed not unbelievable that Zhao Yan'er held Po Meng hostage. The two escaped into the gloomy black mist, and soon they were far away from the daily patrol routes of the Yin soldiers, and went deep into the ghost wilderness.

At the same time, the news of the accident at Naihe Bridge was also reported by the Niutou Horsemen.

This kind of thing cannot be suppressed. There is only one Po Meng in the whole underworld, and there are a large number of dead souls waiting to cross the bridge behind.

If it delays their reincarnation time and causes a large number of dead souls to stay in the underworld, no one can afford it.

"Who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do?" Zhao Yaner held her head with a headache. Of course, she still held the broken porcelain piece in her other hand and poked Po Meng's bloody neck.

Po Meng sobbed in fear and fear. She had forgotten many things now, and she only knew that she was being held hostage by a gangster.

Zhao Yaner thought about it for a long time and couldn't remember it. She just murmured: "From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear; if you are separated from the one you love, there is no worry and no fear."

She could only remember this sentence now, forgetting everything else.

"What does this mean?" Zhao Yan'er looked confused.

She thought hard for a long time and couldn't think of a reason. Then she couldn't help frowning and shouted: "Stop crying! If you cry again, I will stab you to death. Do you believe it?"

Po Meng trembled and immediately stopped crying. She felt that the woman behind her was extremely vicious and lawless.

"What's your name?"

Po Meng shook her head, "I, I don't know."

Only then did Zhao Yaner realize that this woman had just been given Meng Po soup by him.

By the way, she seems to be Mrs. Meng, right? It was this woman who forced herself to force herself before, and she would only force it back when she was angry.

The two people's current memories almost all started from being fed Mengpo soup. As for how much of the previous clips they can remember, it depends on how much they drank.

So what’s next?

Zhao Yaner pressed for a while, but Po Meng only remembered that this was the underworld, and that both of them were probably dead and wandering ghosts.

"Please let me go," Po Meng said pitifully, "Anyway, we have all drank Po Meng's soup and have forgotten all the past. How about we go and be reincarnated together?"

"I don't want it." Zhao Yan'er had a subconscious resistance. Although she couldn't remember anything, she could still recall the unforgettable pain and resistance when she was being fed soup.

Since she doesn’t want to drink Meng Po Soup, she must not want to be reincarnated, right?

"Since this is the underworld," Zhao Yan'er thought for a moment, "then I have decided, I want to be the Lord of Hell. Please help me find a way, or I will kill you."

When Po Meng heard this, her feet felt weak, and she felt like crying without tears. Where on earth did this demon king come from?

Zhao Yaner's real purpose is to retrieve her memory. She always feels that she has forgotten something very important and a very important person.

But she would not tell the hostages her purpose frankly. Besides, if she could really become the master of the underworld, wouldn't it be easy to get her memory back?

"From today on, you will be my General Zuo. If you swear to be loyal to me from now on, I will let you go." Zhao Yaner also thought that Meng Po was a ghost, so she took advantage of her amnesia and coaxed her to come here. Do things yourself.

Po Meng felt that what she said was ridiculous, and she didn't believe that this little girl's film could be successful, but she was also a flexible character. After a moment of hesitation, she swore allegiance and called herself master.

Only then did Zhao Yaner put away the broken piece of porcelain with satisfaction, "Don't call me master from now on, call me Marshal of the Fengdu Army."

After this period of time, the wound on Meng Po's neck had basically healed, but she didn't notice it at all. She thought she had been seriously injured, and pressed the wound with one hand to "stop the bleeding."

In fact, ordinary ghosts do not have such a thing as blood. That is to say, ghosts and gods in the underworld have condensed divine bodies or golden bodies, so they behave like living creatures, with blood, flesh, and bones.

Zhao Yan'er was speechless when she saw how nervous she was. "Take your hands away and I'll help you wipe away the blood."

Unexpectedly, Po Meng screamed in fright and struggled desperately, causing her fair little face to be wiped with blood by Zhao Yaner.

Just as the two were entangled, the ground suddenly shook slightly, and their ears heard the sound of groups of horse hooves coming from a distance, "Tap, tap, tap~!"

Their expressions changed simultaneously, "Run! The pursuers are coming to chase us."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Yaner grabbed Po Meng's hand, Po Meng shook her head tremblingly, "Wrong, wrong. Listen to the direction. The sound of horse hooves is coming from in front of us. It's a ghost land. The ghost land is very dangerous. There are many Netherworld ghosts that are not under the control of the Yins."

"Let's go back to Naihe Bridge quickly. They won't dare to kill them. There is a great formation of the underworld there and the divine power of the Ten Palaces of Hell."

After saying this, Po Meng herself was stunned. Isn't she a pitiful reincarnated soul? Why do you know this?

Zhao Yaner immediately hesitated. If she went back now, wouldn't she be throwing herself into a trap?

"No," she gritted her teeth and said, "Take me and fly away, to the right first."

"Yes, but I can't fly."

As soon as Meng Po finished speaking, she saw Zhao Yaner taking out the broken piece of porcelain with a cold expression.

Now Po Meng wanted to cry to death, "I can, I can."

The two of them hugged each other. Po Meng closed her eyes and tried hard to take off. However, the flight just now was completely forced out at a critical moment of life and death. This time, she couldn't fly no matter how hard she tried.

After a slight delay, hundreds of Yin soldier knights with fine armor, holding sabers and riding blue flame ghost horses came in groups through the mist.

As soon as Po Meng opened her eyes, she was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on her face, "It's not a ghost from the underworld, it's the Cangya Iron Cavalry from the underworld!"

Zhao Yaner, who had her back turned to the cavalry, was even more angry, "You did it on purpose, right?"

She was just about to threaten her, but suddenly, a black steel gun roared through the air! It pierced Zhao Yaner's right shoulder, stabbed her flying more than ten feet, and pinned her to the ground with the gun. The spear was three feet into the ground, and the barrel of the spear was vibrating endlessly, showing how powerful it was.

Zhao Yan'er groaned, her expression was painful, and black smoke kept coming out of the wound; she held the gun barrel with both hands and tried to get up, but she couldn't break away from the restraints no matter what.

She clearly remembered that when she was held down by a bull-headed horse face before, she could transform into a clay figure and stone statue to escape, but this time she couldn't do it.

During this process, Po Meng rolled over several times and was almost pinned together.

Soon, a large number of Cangya Iron Cavalry came through the billowing smoke. The leader was a tall ghost general wearing black cold iron armor and a face-covered helmet, with blue eyes flashing and two battle flags on his back. .

The fluttering battle flag was embroidered with a ferocious ghost face and a big word "Li".

As soon as she saw this powerful ghost general, Po Meng quickly got up and knelt down to ask for help, "Please general, please save this little girl's life. I was originally a dead soul waiting to be reincarnated on the road to hell, but I was kidnapped here by this gangster for no reason. Ah!"

She screamed in pain before she finished speaking, because the ghost would take out a claw-shaped hook from the saddle and throw it forward! The hook rope immediately hooked Po Meng's pipa bone and locked it.

"Huh?" The ghost general was a little surprised because there was blood oozing from the wound of the female ghost in front of him.

Although he was a little confused, he did not stop. He just shook and pulled, retracted the hook, and tied Po Meng with a black rope.

Then he dragged the unknown woman over from the air, threw her sideways onto the horse behind him, and then he calmly rode forward and walked to Zhao Yan'er, followed closely by the two soldiers.

Yan'er held the gun barrel tightly with both hands, gritted her teeth and looked up at the ghost general with stubborn eyes, without saying a word to beg for mercy.

"What are you looking at!" A soldier whipped her hard, causing Zhao Yaner's soul to tremble, and a lot of black smoke came out of the wound.

The ghost general just looked at her indifferently, then drew out the black steel gun and threw a claw-shaped hook to lock her pipa bone.

The next development was very simple. The ghost general led a group of Cangya Iron Cavalry and turned back to the city at an extremely fast speed.

During this process, Zhao Yan'er was like a prey, being dragged along the ground by the hooks tied to the saddle. From time to time, she groaned as she hit the rugged bumps on the ground. Although she tried her best to protect her head and face, her forehead, The corner of his mouth was still chipped, and he looked very miserable.

Po Meng, who was thrown on the horse, showed an unbearable look when she saw this, but now she couldn't protect herself, and she was worried about how she could help Zhao Yan'er.

Of course, the prey of this group of Cangfan Iron Cavalry was not only the two of them, but also many strange and strange ghosts from the underworld, such as the hexagonal rhinoceros-like beast with purple scales, and the black monster with human faces all over its body. The big snakes and so on were all dragged back by the Yin Soldier knights behind their horses.

A quarter of an hour later, the Cangya cavalry returned to Fengdu City. When the gatekeepers saw the two big flags with the word "strong" in the distance, they hurriedly backed away to make way for them, not daring to ask a word.

When the cavalry entered the city in a mighty manner, a soldier with his tongue hanging out said disdainfully, "Why are you pretending to be so cool? Isn't it just because of the name of King Chu Jiang?"

"Long-tongued ghost, don't talk too much, or you may be caught by those guys and fried in a frying pan." The veteran next to him warned him.

This group of cavalry were the private soldiers of King Chu Jiang. They only obeyed Prince Li's orders on weekdays. They often went hunting deep in the ghost realm, and the prey they obtained were naturally presented to Prince Li's house.

The cavalry would occasionally encounter some wandering souls who ended up in the ghost realm due to accidents. Normally, the ghosts should be sent to the underworld for trial, but after they were captured, whether they would be sent away or not would all depend on their mood.

When Su Yan set foot on the Road to the Underworld, the place was in order, with a long procession of dead souls meandering forward under the supervision of sinister soldiers.

After personally entering the underworld, Su Yan felt like a fish in water, not only because the yin energy in this place was extremely strong, which fit his pure vaginal body, but also because there was an indescribable feeling, as if he originally belonged here.

Taking a deep breath of Yin Ming Qi, Su Yan had a guess in his mind that this should be related to his mysterious grandma in this life.

Now that we have come to the underworld this time, if we can successfully rescue Yan'er, we may go and see the old lady. I don't know if she is still here. Oh, by the way, there is also the girl. I don't know if she has been reincarnated.

Temporarily suppressing his thoughts, Su Yan did not want to cause chaos here, so he just hid his figure and flew along the Huangquan Road with his sword. At the same time, he kept searching the crowd for anyone suspicious of Zhao Yan'er.

Not long after, Su Yan landed by the Naihe Bridge with a heavy look on his face. He opened his fairy eyes and checked back and forth several times for ghosts that had not yet crossed the river, but found nothing.

In other words, he was late after all, and Yan'er probably drank Meng Po soup and crossed the bridge.

Su Yan didn't waste any more time. He came to the Panluo shed and showed up, and asked the white-haired old woman who was ladling soup: "Among the dead souls who crossed the bridge before, was there a woman with such an appearance?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a full-length image of Zhao Yaner appeared in front of him.

The old woman who looked like Mrs. Meng had a confused expression.

On the other hand, the surrounding bull-headed and horse-faced people, who had raised their knives and forks because of Su Yan's sudden appearance, now looked at Yan'er's image, and all of them looked as if they had seen a ghost.

No, Su Yan had an ominous premonition in his heart. He immediately stepped forward, grabbed a bull head and asked, "Have you seen her?! Where is she??"

Feeling the strong pressure coming from the man in front of him, Niutou trembled a little, "I've seen her, she's crossed the bridge."

"Don't talk nonsense. What did she do a long time ago and where did she go?" Su Yan became more and more anxious.

"Three, three days ago, she forced Po Meng to drink Meng Po soup, and then took the previous Po Meng hostage and fled here. Now she is wanted by the whole government."

Su Yan was stunned when he heard this, and his mood was ups and downs.

When Zhao Yan'er died, he only delayed it for a short while. Three days have passed? ? Wouldn't it mean that if nothing happened, by the time he got here, he would have been reincarnated?

The good news is that Yan'er actually made a big fuss at Naihe Bridge. I don't know how she did it. Anyway, she should still be in the underworld for the time being.

The bad news is that if she is wanted, she will be in a very dangerous situation. You must know that no matter what her cultivation level is in life, she will only be a dead soul after death. At most, she will be a dead soul with a stronger soul body.

"She hasn't been caught yet, right? Please describe to me in detail what happened before."

The other ghost soldiers were about to sneak away to report the news, but as soon as the immortal pressure on Su Yan was released, a large number of ghost soldiers fell down in a huge crowd. Only the Niutou caught by him was fine.

Niu Tou swallowed his saliva and did not dare to hide it anymore. He told in detail what happened three days ago, and finally added: "The person must not have been caught yet, because the arrest warrant posted in the city has not been withdrawn, and The previous Mrs. Meng didn’t come back either.”

Su Yan frowned, feeling a little more heartbroken, especially when Niutou described Yan'er's struggle and resistance to drinking Meng Po soup.

Just wait for me, Yan'er, and I will definitely help you retrieve your memory and return to the earth!

(End of this chapter)