Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

He was afraid of her death.

I'm afraid that something will happen to her again.

He can't take it anymore.

This kind of day of worrying and being afraid all day long.

"Promise me, wait for Huang Quan to come back. There will be a solution." His voice changed from forceful to begging.

Ling Luo's heart skipped a beat.

Under this gaze, her persistence crumbled.

She made him sad.

"it is good."

Even if it was for him, she still had to ensure the last spiritual power, held her breath, and waited for news from Xiche and Ye Ling.

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The sky in the underworld seems to be so dark forever, and there is never a sunny day.

The light rain fell into the river of forgetfulness, causing ripples.

Huang Quan stood in the river of Wangchuan with a dazed expression on his face, half of his body was submerged in the river of Wangchuan.

A bright butterfly landed on the tip of Huang Quan's nose, its two wings fluttered gently, and its two small tentacles accidentally penetrated into the inner wall of the nostril, causing him to itch.

"Ah-"

Huang Quan finally couldn't bear it any longer, and sneezed loudly, and countless icicles spewed out.

The brightly colored Nether Butterfly was blown away by the cold air flow, and a sharp ice pick pierced through its slender body and nailed it to the bridge.

"Ah, ah, it's really violent."

The voice of an old mother-in-law came from the bridge, "Where did the monsters come from? They don't know how to pity and cherish jade at all."

The old mother-in-law, with a stooped figure, her back almost turned ninety degrees to the ground, leaned on a black wooden crutch in her hand, and turned around slowly.

She has silver hair and wrinkled face, probably because of her hunchback, her breasts sag very badly, wrapped in dark purple clothes, and bulging.

He-haired and childlike.

Huang Quan was slightly taken aback, this old woman must have been a stunning beauty when she was young.

"Huh? It's a magic dragon. It's really strange." After seeing Huang Quan's face clearly, the old woman was a little surprised.

"It has been 3000 years, and no monster dares to enter the underworld casually."

The passage barriers from the underworld to the human world, the demon world, and the heavenly world are all in the Wangchuan River.

In the old woman's hand lay a brightly colored butterfly whose body was pierced by an ice pick and was already dying.

Immediately afterwards, the old woman flicked Ming Die's body with a flick of her hand, a faint light flashed, and the wound on Ming Die's body miraculously recovered.

The brightly colored wings trembled slightly, stood up, and then flew away to the distance without looking back.

Huang Quan was taken aback.

He coaxed Jiarui along the way, and finally sneaked into the demon world smoothly.

Jiarui was busy taking Juehe back to heal his wounds, and didn't have time to take care of him, so he took the opportunity to find the passage from the demon world to the underworld, and unexpectedly passed through smoothly.

This is Huang Quan's first visit to the underworld.

With a confused expression on his face, he wandered around, only seeing an endless river, with very lush and bright flowers growing on both banks, like fresh blood.

There is a bridge over the river.

There was an old woman on the bridge, and countless wandering souls passed by her, took bowls of soup from her hand, and drank it crying.

"You are... Granny Meng?"

Huang Quan remembered something and asked.

The hunched old woman leaning on crutches smiled and glanced at Huang Quan, and said, "That's right. Why are you here in the Underworld, Demon Dragon?"

Having not seen any monsters for 3000 years, Po Meng became somewhat interested in the ice dragon in front of her out of thin air.