The girl spoke slowly.

"puff!"

Xu Xiwang immediately spat out the water he had just drunk, choking and causing snot and tears to stream down his face.

"Cough cough cough!"

He coughed violently, his face flushed, and said with lingering fear, "Holy crap, this water is actually the Soup of Oblivion?"

"Um."

The girl replied casually.

"Oh my god..."

Xu Xiwang was completely numb. He quickly covered his mouth and stared in horror at the dark blue waters of the Styx River.

After drinking that bowl of water, he actually felt like he was dying!

"The Soup of Oblivion? Then who are you?"

Xu Xiwang looked at the pure-looking girl in front of him, but felt that she was like an old monster who would eat people without spitting out the bones, sinister and terrifying.

As they walked, Xu Xiwang became increasingly suspicious that the girl in front of him was sent by the King of Hell to catch ghosts.

"you guess?"

The girl giggled.

"I won't guess..."

Xu Xiwang shrank back; he didn't want to stay with such a pervert, or he would be killed one day.

"Are you a human or a ghost? No, what kind of ghost are you?"

Xu Xiwang looked at the girl in front of him suspiciously. She was wearing a black dress, had a beautiful face and a graceful figure. She looked completely human, but not quite human.

Xu Xiwang racked his brains but still couldn't figure out what this quirky girl in front of him was.

What do you think?

The girl tilted her head, smiling as she looked at Xu Xiwang. With a wave of her hand, the Styx River began to surge wildly, gradually forming a whirlpool.

"My God!"

Xu Xiwang ran to Tuoba Yan Yan's side and grabbed her arm tightly, saying in a panic, "Is there any more treasure? Give it to us so we can run away."

Tuoba Yan Yan looked dazed and had a blank stare, clearly under the control of the Meng Po soup.

Xu Xiwang panicked and slapped Tuoba Yan Yan.

*Snap*

Tuoba Yan Yan collapsed to the ground, motionless, like a vegetable.

"Hey! Wake up!"

Xu Xiwang quickly squatted down and nudged Tuoba Yan Yan, who was lying motionless on the ground.

However, Tuoba Yan Yan remained motionless.

Xu Xiwang was dumbfounded.

He quickly checked Tuoba Yan Yan's pulse and found that it was still beating, but the pulse was extremely weak.

"Could it be...?"

Xu Xiwang's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Tuoba Yanyan has also been controlled?

Xu Xiwang looked up and saw the pretty face in front of him. He couldn't help but swallow hard and said, "Hey, girl, do you know what you're doing?"

"hehe."

The girl sneered, her eyes dark and deep. "Of course I know what I'm doing. I'm taking your lives."

"Holy crap, are you crazy?!"

Xu Xiwang gasped and quickly turned around to pick up Tuoba Yan Yan, trying to escape from there, only to find that they were already surrounded by the Styx River.

At this moment, the River Styx was like a series of dragons swirling around the two of them, and bubbles were rising from the water, as if it were boiling hot soup.

In the center of the River Styx, a massive array took shape, shimmering with an eerie light.

"Don't you dare scare your brother!"

Xu Xiwang swallowed hard. "Let me tell you, this woman is the daughter of Emperor Tuoba. If you touch either of us, Emperor Tuoba won't let you off the hook!"

"oh."

The girl spoke softly, then stretched out her delicate hand and gently touched Xu Xiwang. Instantly, the air around Xu Xiwang froze, and then countless tiny vines emerged from the River Styx, tightly binding Xu Xiwang and Tuoba Yanyan together.

Xu Xiwang felt the residual effects of the Meng Po soup taking hold, leaving her feeling weak all over, unable to muster any strength, and even struggling to breathe.

"What the hell did you give me to drink?"

Xu Xiwang asked with difficulty, he really wished he could cut this girl into a thousand pieces.

"The Soup of Oblivion."

The girl said calmly, "I made it for you myself."

"Grass!"

Xu Xiwang couldn't help but blurt out, "Are you Meng Po?"

"Yes, I am Meng Po, the head of the five guardians of the Ghost Palace."

Meng Po nodded slowly.

Xu Xiwang was completely numb. Wasn't Meng Po a legendary figure? Did she really exist?

Is this some kind of science fiction show?

This world is truly surreal.

"Isn't the Meng Po soup supposed to make people forget their memories?"

Xu Xiwang looked at Meng Po with a puzzled expression, "How come I haven't forgotten?"

"You're tricky and mysterious; your memories must hold many interesting aspects. How could I possibly let you forget them?"

Meng Po suddenly smiled, her radiant smile enough to make any man's blood boil.

"Holy crap! You're not some kind of pervert, are you?"

Xu Xiwang stared wide-eyed at the laughing little girl, a chill creeping into his heart.

"I like mystery."

Meng Po calmly replied.

Xu Xiwang was completely speechless. This woman was simply a pervert, too terrifying!

"So you're going to drown us with the River Styx? Are you out of your mind?"

Xu Xiwang looked at Meng Po with frustration, "Do you even know who I am? I'm... ouch..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Xiwang was sent flying and crashed heavily to the ground some distance away, the pain stimulating his nerves.

All that remained in my ears was the hoarse sound of the cold wind blowing.

"No......"

Xu Xiwang's eyelids were too heavy to open, and his body felt even more exhausted. He struggled desperately, but to no avail.

He felt his soul leaving him; he seemed to see himself in hell, enduring all kinds of torture and torment in the eighteen levels of purgatory...