Meng Shen Love College

The ghosts rising silently made the world a bit quieter. My palace seemed to be in the depths of the palace of Hades, and I couldn't see the scene outside the palace from my balcony.

Shaohuang’s long curly hair flew gently in the seemingly non-existent night breeze. He glanced at me gloomily and looked down at the calm water in the bath in front of us: "Come with me." He was faint, without any tone. Say.

"it is good."

He stretched out his hand to me, I naturally took his cold hand, he took a step forward, but he stepped directly into the water. I was a little surprised, but I didn’t react yet. I was forcibly pulled into the water by him. At that moment, I didn't feel the sensation of water. Beside him, I just passed through a bubble, and then a ball of glowing green fireball burning slowly in the air appeared in my eyes.

The fire ball is suspended in the midair of this world, and the green light illuminates the whole world. Among those lights, one, one green lotus blooms all over the sky, like an emerald lotus lamp floating in the air. China is beautiful!

Who would have thought that there would be such a beautiful place in the underworld full of blood, resentment and gloom.

I immediately looked at my feet, and was surprised to find that there was a calm surface of water under my feet. A little ghost was rising from the world under my feet, and then began to converge, rushing to the fireball. They were like green blood and liquid, for The fireball conveyed a steady stream of life.

Young Emperor raised his hand beside me, and a green lotus slowly floated into his hand, and the petals of the lotus were burning alive.

"This is the spirit flower." The young emperor suddenly became quiet. "The spirit flower will produce spiritual fruit, and the burning of the spiritual fruit can form aura. Aura is the existence of all things." He lifted his right hand slightly, and the spirit flower flew away. On the palm of his hand, he quietly looked at the burning flame in the middle, "My mother was the goddess who was in charge of taking care of this place. She needs to pick spiritual fruit and throw into the spiritual fire, so that the spiritual energy can circulate in the six realms and reincarnate."

"Your...mother?" I looked at Shaohuang with some surprise. He mentioned his mother for the first time. Moreover, I have known him for so long, but I have never seen his mother. "That... Goddess Your lord she..."

"There." He raised his hand to the burning fireball, my heart was stagnant, and he stepped forward calmly: "You are right, no one wants to be Pluto. One year, my uncle Wang wanted to fight for Pluto. Zhizhi, the underworld was in great chaos that year, and was caught in war. In the chaos of war, Uncle Wang entered here, destroyed the spiritual fire, and also cut off the spiritual energy of the six worlds, and withered all things. My mother wanted to reignite the spiritual fire. , She threw herself into the fire to make the spirit fire burn again."

I was speechless and choked in surprise, my heart was as if being gripped by a hand, but the young emperor spit out words calmly, looking at the burning fireball without any expression: "So, I hate this place! I hate the underworld! You! Really a lot of meddling!" He looked at me angrily, the dark silver pupils were full of murderous aura, "I didn't want to destroy this place one day! But that was the destruction of my mother! It was she who restored the underworld. It is normal! It is she who allows the underworld to continue to survive! It is she who makes the spiritual energy reincarnate again and makes the six realms normal!"

I stood in a daze, tears blurring my vision, his anger, I was so powerless to refute. The six realms are far from being as simple as we imagined. Every tiny existence can affect the survival of the six realms.

He looked at me gloomily and gloomily: "So, shouldn't it be the man who has been guarding my mother?!"

"Master Hades..."

"Yes! That idiot! That idiot!" The Young Emperor yelled gloomily and angrily at me, "My mother kept his throne! It was my mother who allowed him to continue to be Pluto! But! What did he do?! Except Adding "chaos" to me is to play! My mother is his woman, and his woman should be guarded by him! Why let me do hard work for him here and play with him! He also buried the pure Yin fire in me Inside my body, I can't leave the underworld..." The young emperor hugged his body and became angry with disgust. "Didn't he say that he loves my mother? If you love my mother, you should continue to be his Pluto and guard my mother!" Shaohuang shook his hand at the burning flame, and the flames in his silver pupils instantly burned, staining his eyes green.

I looked at him with heavy, heartache, his burning eyes fell on my eyes, and he twitched the corners of his mouth wickedly: "Why are you crying? Don't cry! Don't make me sick!" His cold hands He held my face firmly, and sullenly dropped the tip of my nose, "Do you think I am pathetic? Or do you think I am pathetic? Xia Xiaolan, you are not a god, and gods can't cry! So you are still a mortal, a It's ridiculous, a mortal who wants to be the main god!" He wickedly clasped my chin and smiled contemptuously, "I am by your side because I am so bored. I want to see how you mortal is full of expectations for life. , Work hard for your so-called dreams of mortals, because I want to see the day when you are defeated by reality, and see the painful appearance of you being tortured by fate, hahaha...that's the time to make me the fastest, ha Haha—" He laughed twistedly.

In his laughter, I felt his hatred, anger and pain towards the underworld. What he said to me was just venting his anger at fate. It was fate that arranged the death of his mother. It was clear that his father, he was the lord of the underworld and the **** who controlled the life and death of others, but he just watched himself like this. 'S mother died in front of her.

Unexpectedly, the young emperor who can dominate life and death now is so fragile. Perhaps, it is precisely because they never die, unlike us mortals who often face death, can not accept the end of our mother, so hate the underworld...No, he hates his father, hates himself, hates their powerlessness, Obviously they are the gods who hold the power of life and death.

and so……

He would say that to me...

See me being tortured by fate...

Because, himself...

Also unable to defy fate...

"Nuoer..." A faint voice suddenly sounded in this world, and the young emperor's silver pupils contracted immediately, and the flames of anger spewed out instantly, staring at me fiercely: "It's you!"

"It's not her, Nuo'er." Lord Pluto's voice is deeper than ever before, and his face doesn't have the usual undecent appearance, but serious, looking at the young emperor with a distracted pain." I know you don't want to see me when you come back, so I waited for you in her room."

what? ! Pluto is waiting for the young emperor in my room? Why don't I feel at all? By the way, I was tired and paralyzed, and died of sleep.

Suddenly, I felt like Pluto Baba was so pitiful, waiting for his son in my room...how did it feel...what's wrong?

The young emperor pushed me away gloomily and turned to his father, the man almost exactly like him, Lord Pluto.