How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

"Oh, I hurt someone, and I came all this way to save you, and this is your attitude?!"

"Miss Hongli, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

"Hmph, that's pretty much it."

Hong Li snorted coldly, stood up, and flames ignited on her body, completely drying off the moisture.

"..."

Hei Yang turned his head away guiltily, promising, "Next time, next time for sure!"

The key point is that this place next to the River of Oblivion is gloomy and terrifying, definitely not a good place to confess your feelings!

He wasn't chickening out; he just felt the surrounding environment wasn't ideal, which would negatively impact the success rate of his confession, and wouldn't be a pleasant memory later on...

I'm definitely not making excuses!

This is a scheduled release. If the second chapter is not released by 12:10, it means I'm already unconscious and will have to wait until I wake up in the morning to see the second chapter.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 121 It is the age of youth, like the rising sun.

"By the way, do we have to go over there again?"

"Yes, my daughter Xiao Huo is still waiting over there!"

"So, the question is, how do we get across?"

"Swim back again?"

"Are you serious?"

"forget it."

Hei Yang and Hong Li had the same expression, looking at the opposite bank with toothache, pondering the possibility of letting Xiao Huo fly over on its own.

But their problem was quickly resolved.

Oh, it's not that the small fire was solved, it's that the problem was solved!

Meng Po on the opposite bank seemed to sense something, and her hand holding the soup ladle moved in the air.

In an instant, the mighty River of Oblivion surged toward Tangshao, seemingly endless, yet in the blink of an eye, the long River of Oblivion that had been spanning the two disappeared, leaving behind a dry riverbed littered with withered bones.

The poisonous insects died with a mournful cry, their lonely souls trembling and shrinking back into their corpses, leaving only one soul behind, bewildered and lost.

"Hey, did you see that?"

Hei Yang bent down slightly, brought his mouth close to Hong Li's ear, and whispered, "Did you see what she did?"

"Sure!"

Hongli looked horrified and whispered, "Isn't that spoon for scooping soup? Why is she using it to hold this dirty water?"

"That's it!"

Hei Yang chimed in, "That's so unhygienic!"

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Hongli reached out and covered Heiyang's mouth, saying warily, "Don't let her hear us. Let's log in and talk."

"Yes, yes!"

Hei Yang and Hong Li exchanged a glance and ran together towards the other side of the river.

The journey there was fraught with difficulties and dangers, but now, returning there is a piece of cake.

Carefully avoiding the withered bones on the road, Hei Yang glanced at the bewildered and lonely souls as he passed by, but did not speak for the time being.

Soon, Hei Yang and Hong Li arrived on the other side, but they did not let their guard down, because Meng Po was staring at them with a solemn expression.

"hiss!"

Hongli trembled and turned to hide behind Heiyang: "Quick, Heiyang, protect little Li-meimei."

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang's lips twitched: "Good sister, I'm afraid of her too."

"Wow, have some backbone, okay?"

"Then come out from behind me..."

"What do you know? This is called protecting you from attacks from behind!"

The boy and girl looked nervous, and Meng Po, with a solemn expression, suddenly asked, "What does it taste like?"

"Huh?"*2

The two looked at each other.

"I ask you, did you taste it?"

Meng Po repeated the question.

"Ah? This!"

Hei Yang was stunned for a moment, then his heart tightened, and he quickly waved his hand: "No, I haven't tasted it yet, I haven't succeeded yet..."

"That's it!"

Hongli quickly chimed in, "We are both innocent, you mustn't make such lewd jokes!"

"???"

A row of question marks flashed above Meng Po's head. She took a deep breath and asked again, word by word, "I don't know what you're talking about... I'm asking, have you tasted the Meng Po soup yet!?"

"what?"

Hei Yang and Hong Li were taken aback, and a subtle expression appeared on their faces at the same time: "That's it?"

"What is this?"

Meng Po frowned. She seemed to see a hint of disdain on the faces of the man and woman in front of her, but she had no evidence.

"For so many years, there has never been a record of what Meng Po's soup tastes like. This is an important discovery for the underworld, how can it be so neglected?!"

"..."

[Hongli: No way, no way, there really isn't anyone who doesn't know what that soup tastes like?]

[Hei Yang: That's right, isn't it? You just need a mouth to taste it, right?]

[Hongli, Heiyang: Wait, you drank that soup too?!]

[Hei Yang, Hong Li: Do you still remember that I'm your father/mother?]

[Black Sun: I rinsed my mouth...]

[Hongli: What a coincidence.]

[Hei Yang, Hong Li: As expected of you!]

[Black Sun: Wait, can you taste it yet?]

[Hongli: Hmm...it's bitter, isn't it?]

[Black Sun: Huh? It's not salty?]

[Hei Yang: I think you've been drinking too much milk; everything tastes bitter to you now!]

[Hongli: Ha, can't it just be that you usually eat too blandly? Is it not normal to put a little salt in soup?]

They exchanged a glance, then looked at Meng Po with serious expressions.

Black Sun: Bitter!

Hongli: It's salty!

[Black Sun: ???]

[Hongli: ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ]

"What exactly does it taste like?!"

"..."

"Spicy!" *2

Meng Po: "..."

"Oh well, never mind."

Meng Po waved her hand, and large chunks of the gray mist in the sky dissipated, revealing an empty space: "You may leave now. Grandma keeps her word."

"that……"

Hei Yang asked uncertainly, "You mean the world rejects us?"

"Crossing the River of Oblivion means you've already washed away the impurities."

Meng Po shook her head: "No problem."

"oh oh!"