Cute girl Shura

Chapter 403 frolic
Underworld
"Yao'er, do you still remember the Sansheng Pond? You used to like playing here the most."

Ever since he found out that Du Yao was still a little touched by the things that happened when he was a child that day, Mo Que has changed his ways to remind her of the past.

First he took her to his bedroom, and now he revisited the old place, letting her recall the original scene.

Du Yao looked at it, but the emotion on her face didn't fluctuate in any way.

"By the way, there is another place, you come with me!" Mo Que didn't give up, grabbed her hand, and walked towards the endless hell.

The blood-red rock wall remains the same as before.

When the ghost messenger on duty saw them, he immediately knelt down and saluted: "Greetings to Du Niang, Lord Death God."

In front of her was the big oil pan, in which was burning hot Wanniantian oil. Du Yao held her nose, but felt the strong smell of blood, and couldn't help retching.

"Yao'er, don't worry, we still have a lot of places to go, I will take you slowly."

Speaking of comforting Du Yao, in fact, Mo Qin Mo was more like self-comforting.

After seeing so many places and trying many folk recipes, Yao'er's memory still hasn't improved at all, and she doesn't even want to say unnecessary words to him.

In Du Yao's heart, he seemed to be a predator, a heinous villain.

After leaving the Infernal Hell, he took her to the Wangchuan River, where the water flowed fast and ghosts were noisy.

Compared with the previous order, today's soul ferry appears to be more stable and orderly.

Seeing Duyao and Mo Quinmo walking all the way, You Mo immediately bowed to the ground to say hello, "Greetings to Du Niang, Lord Death God."

"Yao'er, do you still remember him? This is the leader of the soul ferry you personally promoted. His name is You Mo."

Mo Quin introduced to her slightly nervously.

Du Yao looked at it, but still shook her head, suddenly saw the ferry boat floating on the Wangchuan River, ran over in a hurry, pointed at it and said to Mo Qinmo: "I want to take this!"

At the end of Mo Que's heart, he was disappointed, but he forced a smile, nodded and said, "Okay."

He led her into the boat, and then ferryed her himself.

Looking at her pretty face with a happy smile, his heart suddenly felt sour, and he turned his head away from looking at her.

After going around for a long time, he remained infatuated with her protection, but she kept getting farther and farther away from him.

Even though he hoped that she could recover her memory, remember all the things between them, and no longer be so strange and restrained to him, but he was afraid that if she recovered her memory, the person deep in her memory would not be him...

"Brother Mo Mo, you said earlier, what is this place?" Du Yao walked over from the stern with an expectant look on her face.

"Yao'er, what did you call me? Can you say it again?" Mo Quinmo stood up, held her hand, and couldn't help herself with excitement.

"Brother Mo Mo, didn't you let me call you that?" Du Yao said strangely, and then resumed her previous state, "Where did you say this boat sailed to? Will it stay on this river all the time?" Here, never stop?"

At the end of Moqin's wry smile, he replied, "This is the Wangchuan River, and the ferry boat is sailing to the opposite side of the Palace of Hades. It is the ferryman's mind that reaches the other side."

"Oh." Du Yao sat back in frustration, and continued to stare at the dark tide on the river in a daze.

Seeing that she no longer had a smile on her face, Mo Que immediately took the boat to the other side, and then said to her, "Yao'er, you are tired today, why don't I take you back to rest?"

"Ah."

The two of them were walking side by side on the way back to the dormitory, when a messenger greeted them in front of them, knelt down and said, "Lord Death God, King Shura is here to invite you."

"I see." Mo Qin finally responded, then turned to Du Yao, and said worriedly, "Yao'er, why don't you go with me..."

"Go to see that ice cube face? I won't go, I won't go, I won't go!" As soon as he thought of King Shura's unsmiling face, Du Yao felt inexplicably afraid.

In desperation, Mo Qinmo had no choice but to send her back to the Temple of Death, after all, Xixi was with her there, so she wouldn't be too bored.

After making proper arrangements, he flew towards the Asura Hall, not knowing what kind of changes awaited him...

*
Elven country

Bee Spirit and Miscanthus were guarding nervously outside the hall, pacing back and forth.

King Shen has been in the hall for two days and two nights, and he does not know whether he can successfully resurrect Li Li.

"Bee Spirit, why don't you go and rest for a while, you haven't slept for two days, if there is any movement, I will let you know."

Yiyi walked over, looked at the mutated Bee Spirit, couldn't bear it, and persuaded her.

Miscanthus looked at Feng Ling's black and swollen panda eyes, wanted to laugh but couldn't, so she agreed, "Shen Wang said, it will take at least three days, you should hurry up and rest until Li Li is resurrected. But I don't recognize you."

"Ah? Sister Yiyi, am I ugly now?" Bee Ling doesn't believe what others say, but he absolutely believes what Luo Yiyi said.

"I can't recognize it, Bee Spirit, listen to us, go and rest for a while, and I will notify you when there is any movement." Luo Yiyi smiled.

Feng Ling reluctantly glanced at the confinement door of the main hall, and finally nodded as he listened.

In the hall at this time, Mu Zishen was setting up an array to summon spirits.

If Xixi was by my side at this time, it would definitely be more effective, but unfortunately, so far, there is no news of Xixi.

Besides, when Li Li's soul disappeared, it was indeed extremely difficult to summon a spirit just by using the few hairs in front of her to bring her back to life.

Seeing that he will know the outcome after another day of guarding, he must not take it lightly and distract his attention.

*
temple of death

"Du Niang, Uncle Mo Mo said you don't remember anything, right?"

Xixi squatted in front of Du Yao, raised her small head, and asked cautiously.

For the safety of her mother, she can only call her Du Niang now.

Du Yao shook her head, ever since she woke up in Huang Yan Palace, she had no memory of the past, no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't remember it.

Even the little girl in front of her, she didn't even have any sense of familiarity, but she said it was her daughter Mu Yaoxi, why not...

"I really don't remember, Xixi, so powerful, can you take me out of here?" She asked tentatively.

"Why?" Xixi tilted her head in confusion, and asked her back, "This is your home, and it's also my home. When grandpa doesn't get angry, let's go tell him and let him admit that I'm okay?"

Xixi blinked sensiblely, thinking that Du Yao wanted to leave the underworld because of her.

"The people here are all vicious, and I don't know any of them. I want to go back and find Zishen." Du Yao explained seriously.

But in Xixi's view, mother just missed her father.

"Don't you still have me? I'm also fierce, but you know me too, ahh..." With a grimace, Xi Xi threw herself into Du Yao's arms.

"Hahaha...It's so itchy...You little villain, watch how I punish you!"

"Mother, look at me again! The king of beasts is here..."

"I will too, look at me! Woohoo..."

"Hahahahaha..."

"Ha ha……"

(End of this chapter)