In Shuodu, there are actually madmen who dare to attack Lord Ming Si! It's unbelievable! The underworld official's eyes widened.
You Mingsi covered his face, feeling the strange gazes around him, and complained to Jun Yu beside him, "Demon Lord, I told you to go easy on me. You were just making a show, but you almost ruined my face."
"How can you convince others if you don't make it real? Look how well it's working now." Jun Yu said with a mocking smile.
"Ah Yu, you have such a wicked sense of humor." Ruan Xiyan whispered in Jun Yu's ear. She could see it clearly; Ah Yu was doing it on purpose.
Jun Yu took Ruan Xiyan's hand and said, "No, I was just trying to help him so that he wouldn't be exposed."
Yu Mingsi glanced at the two people beside him, who were openly holding hands and whispering to each other, completely disregarding his feelings as if he didn't exist.
He sighed softly. He never imagined that the ruthless Demon Lord would actually like someone, let alone fall for such a young girl.
The Demon Lord was so gentle with this little girl, speaking to her in a soft voice, and the doting and indulgent look on his face was obvious even to a blind man.
I wonder who this little girl is, that she can have the Demon Lord completely under her thumb.
Yu Mingsi, standing to the side, was not only shining brightly, but his belly was also bulging.
Looking at the Mingchuan Bridge ahead, You Mingsi breathed a sigh of relief. They had finally arrived. The journey had been incredibly arduous.
Ruan Xiyan looked at the Mingchuan Bridge in front of her. The bridge was transparent, and blood-yellow river water flowed beneath it. Snakes and insects roamed in the blood-yellow river water, and terrifying ghostly wails could be heard from time to time.
At this moment, small groups of souls were walking on the Bridge to the Underworld, heading step by step towards the other side.
Souls who can clear their past lives on the Bridge to the Underworld and successfully cross it can be reincarnated in the underworld.
Souls who cannot forget their obsessions and past events, or souls burdened with sins, will linger on the bridge until they are gradually swallowed by the River Styx and their souls completely dissipate.
“You will be able to enter the underworld by crossing the Bridge of the Underworld.”
Ruan Xiyan glanced at the Netherworld Decree tied around her waist. The Netherworld Decree concealed her living aura, allowing her to deceive the Netherworld Bridge.
"Didn't you say that only by erasing past memories can we cross the Bridge to the Underworld? We won't be like those wandering souls, needing to erase our past memories before we can reach the other side, will we?"
Ruan Xiyan raised her doubts.
"Young lady, there's no need to worry. The Underworld Decree can not only conceal your presence but also block your thoughts and ideas, making the Underworld Bridge mistakenly believe that you have erased your past."
"However, in that case, you will be haunted by some memories. The River Styx has swallowed many souls of the dead, and the river water contains all kinds of resentment and obsession. Some of those memories are true and some are false."
"Some of them are your past experiences, and of course, there are also the lingering resentments of other lost souls. Lord Demon Lord has been to the Underworld before, so this is nothing to you."
"But young lady, you are a mortal. When crossing the Bridge of the Underworld, remember to concentrate and be single-minded. Otherwise, you will easily be affected by those chaotic memories and suffer serious damage to your mind."
Jun Yu held Ruan Xiyan's hand tightly. "Don't worry, Ayan, I'm here for you. Don't let go of my hand when we cross the Mingchuan Bridge."
Ruan Xiyan nodded, "Okay."
"Then I wish the Demon Lord a safe journey." You Mingsi watched the two step onto the Mingchuan Bridge.
The Bridge of the Underworld was originally transparent, but as they stepped onto it, the bridge surface lit up with light.
With each step they took, colorful lights flashed beneath their feet. After they passed, the bridge returned to its transparent state, and they could see the river below while listening to various shouts.
As Ruan Xiyan stared at the river water, she felt a moment of distraction.
"Ayan, don't look down, hold my hand."
The two walked side by side forward, and time seemed to stretch on endlessly, with the bridge stretching as far as the eye could see.
Suddenly, some images flashed through Ruan Xiyan's mind.
A farm girl and her childhood sweetheart were flying a kite. Ruan Xiyan couldn't see their faces clearly, but the girl's joyful laughter clearly reached Ruan Xiyan's ears.
When they got tired of playing, they lay down on the grass and imagined the wonderful life they would have together in the future.
The scene shifts to a girl lying in bed, saying goodbye to a boy. She eventually passes away smiling in his arms.
Ruan Xiyan shook her head. Was this the memory of the dead soul contained in the river? Why was it so vivid? She could sense the girl's joys and sorrows, as if it were her own experience.
Before she could figure it out, another memory that didn't belong to her appeared uncontrollably in her mind.
This time it was a sect, and a woman in red was acting coquettishly towards her master. Ruan Xiyan still couldn't see their faces clearly.
The woman in red was the youngest disciple of her master, who doted on her and indulged her in everything.
She wanted to work with her fellow disciples to eliminate the demonic threat, but her master, who never refused her before, turned down the offer.
She blew up the kitchen time and time again, bringing her most satisfying meal to please her master.
After much pleading and cajoling, her master finally granted her wish and allowed her to descend the mountain.
The woman never returned. At the moment she died in the jaws of the demon beast, her master, who was in the sect holding the shattered jade pendant, stared blankly into the distance.
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The scene changes again, and the demoness slaughters her enemy's entire family in revenge, but she herself is also seriously injured and falls into a pool of blood.
Having avenged her blood feud and fulfilled her wish, the demoness had no will to live and calmly lay on the ground awaiting death.
A Taoist priest passed by and walked over. The demoness raised her eyes, thinking that the priest was there to exorcise demons and protect the righteous path, and was there to see her off.
To everyone's surprise, the Taoist priest pulled her up from the ground, and the demoness held a knife to the priest's neck, not understanding what he meant.
Ignoring the sharp blade on her neck, the Taoist priest applied medicine and bandaged her wounds, even rambling on and on, trying to evoke a will to live in her.
When a righteous person like her sees her massacre an entire family, shouldn't he say a few righteous words and then swiftly end her life with a sword?
This unconventional Taoist priest instantly piqued the demoness's interest, and after recovering from her injuries, she followed him closely.
The Taoist priest never said anything about this scene, as if he had already tacitly accepted that she was by his side.
During their time together, the demoness fell in love with the Taoist priest, but her happiness was short-lived. On the night before she was to confess her feelings to him, she went out to pick flowers but was killed by righteous people.
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It's another new memory: the female general bravely fights the enemy on the battlefield, while the young emperor consolidates the political situation in the court.
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