"I'm looking for Ming Heechul and Qingcheng Yeling."
Huang Quan knew the status of the old woman in front of him, and seeing that she was kind-hearted, he felt that she might be able to help him, so he directly stated his purpose.
Po Meng's expression changed slightly, an extremely sharp light flashed in her eyes, and even her voice became colder: "Can you call Pluto and the girl by their names?"
Huang Quan frowned slightly.
After all, he is also the Demonic Dragon King who rules over all beasts in the Demon Realm. Except for me, the King and the Queen, no one can scold him like this.
"The queen's life is in danger and she needs the help of Pluto and Lady Qingcheng."
For the sake of her master and mistress, she endured this tone for the time being.
"Queen?" Po Meng frowned slightly, "What queen?"
Huang Quan didn't say anything more, but spread out his ice wings and created an ice wall, on which appeared a beautiful woman with a charming smile.
When Po Meng saw the woman, her expression suddenly changed.
"The first generation of Lord Hades!"
The old woman suddenly threw away the crutches in her hands, straightened her stooped back, and rushed to the ice wall, looking at the beautiful figure of the woman above with great excitement.
"Where is she? Have you seen her?"
Po Meng turned her head and looked at Huang Quan with excitement.
Huang Quan didn't quite understand who the first generation Lord Hades was in the old woman's mouth, but judging from her nervous look, it seemed that he had something to do with the queen.
"I have seen her. She is my king's wife. Now her heart is exhausted and her life is in danger. That's why I came specifically to find Pluto and Miss Qingcheng."
"I'll take you there!"
Po Meng's pupils shrank suddenly.
His hands could not help but tremble, and his thin lips murmured: "She has been reincarnated... She has been reincarnated..."
She hurriedly dodged and put away a tea stall on the bridge.
Because he was so excited, the tea bowl and teapot were swept to the ground and smashed into pieces.
"Meng Po soup, ah, my Meng Po soup."
A wandering spirit next to him let out a miserable scream.
The ghosts queuing up on the Naihe Bridge suddenly became commotion and looked anxiously at Po Meng's overturned tea stall.
"It's broken, it's all broken."
"What should I do? I have to rush to be reincarnated today."
"Me too, there's only half an hour left, it's time."
"I still have a quarter of an hour. If I miss it, I'll be doomed."
…
On the Naihe Bridge, there were bursts of mourning.
The kind and kind expression on Po Meng's face disappeared in an instant. She slammed the black wooden crutch, causing the entire Naihe Bridge to shake.
"No soup today. I'm in a hurry. You guys can go wherever you like. I won't accompany you. Those who want to be reincarnated should come back tomorrow!"
Ghosts screamed across the land.
Mrs. Meng didn't care at all, stretched out her crutch, pointed to the Yellow Spring where half of her body was sinking into the Wangchuan River, and said: "Get up."
Huang Quan felt a force.
The whole body was easily separated from the Wangchuan River.
When he first appeared in Wangchuan, he discovered that with his own strength, there was no way to get out of the river. There seemed to be some kind of restriction inside.
Huangquan finally escaped from the quagmire of Wangchuan River.
The next moment, he felt that the scene around him was changing rapidly.
It wasn't until his feet landed that the surrounding scene stopped changing.
This place is no longer Wangchuan.
It's a very ordinary street.
It looks no different from any bustling street in the human world or heaven.