Volume 6: The Key to the Demonic World Chapter 33: The End of the Heavens and the Underworld
Where is this? What happened to her?
Ying Lili felt that her body suddenly became extremely light. When she looked down, she was surprised to find that she was dressed in white and was squeezed on a narrow bridge with a group of people with dull eyes and strange expressions. Those people were also dressed in white like her. She immediately had a bad premonition.
Oh my god, where the hell is this?! Countless terrifying ape heads floated in the river, some snarling, some baring their teeth, some staring blankly ahead, and most glaring viciously at her and the white-clad figures walking back and forth on the bridge...
She subconsciously glanced at the people in front and behind her. Their eyes were blank and dull, their white clothes as white as snow. How could they look like living people? And beside them, there were people who looked like ox-headed and horse-faced beasts, shouting and driving them away. What was this? Ox-headed and horse-faced beasts? Could these be the legendary ghost messengers? Was she dead?! Could this be the legendary Naihe Bridge? When this thought suddenly hit her heart, Gong Lili couldn't help but shiver. Was she really dead?
Memories trickled back into her mind bit by bit. The last scene in her memory was in the deep ravine of Kuaiji Mountain. She seemed to have drawn out a Biluo Sword and broken the 'Xuanmo Fuxi Formation', only to draw all the destructive force upon herself. Later, just as she felt she was about to be killed on the spot, her soul annihilated, she seemed to be enveloped by a warm feeling...
"Lili!" Mo Yi's heart-wrenching cry seemed to still ring in his ears. Was he finally too late? Had he really died in Kuaiji Mountain?
Did she and he meet so hastily and part in such a hurry? Did she finally abandon him and leave him alone in this world to face the endless loneliness?
Her heart suddenly ached, as if a hole was gouged out of it. She frowned and touched her chest, a deep feeling sinking to the deepest part of her eyes. When she thought of Mo Yi, her heart felt as if it was being pierced by thousands of needles, causing her immense pain.
"Next~" The sudden female voice brought Ying Lili back to consciousness. Looking over, she saw a woman in white with picturesque features and black hair raising her hand to hand her a bowl of hot soup.
The woman was dazzlingly beautiful, with delicate and graceful features, and her eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were not tainted by the slightest worldly disturbance. No matter how you looked at her, she looked like a white lotus far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, graceful and elegant, independent of the world.
At that moment, Yinglili felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Could this be the legendary Meng Po?! But shouldn't Meng Po be a white-haired or vicious old woman? Why was she such a beautiful woman?
And the bigger shock was yet to come. When the woman raised her eyes and looked at her, Ying Lili couldn't help but exclaimed "Ah". This face, between her eyebrows and eyes, all had the feeling of Mo Yi, and between her lips and nose, she was extremely similar to Huai Lian. The appearance of this woman was simply the female version of Mo Yi and Huai Lian.
Ying Lili shook her head desperately, thinking that she was hallucinating because she was too concerned about Mo Yi. How come even Meng Po looked so much like Mo Yi?
However, when she saw the same look of surprise in the other person's eyes, other thoughts suddenly arose in her mind.
Hanyan, the speaker of heaven is Hanyan.
This person is Mo Yi's mother, the legendary Heaven's Speaker Han Yan, the person that the great master Zhuo Ao, who looks down on the world, has been concerned about all his life.
After seeing her face, the other party also frowned deeply. This frowning action was almost the same as Mo Yi's, which made Ying Lili suddenly feel a sense of inexplicable intimacy in her heart.
"Meng Po, what are you doing? Why don't you give the soup to this living soul?" At this time, a tall ghost who looked like a human but had a huge bull's head came over and shouted at Meng Po.
Oops, I forgot there was a ghost messenger here! Just when Yan Lili was still secretly thinking about how to deal with it, unexpectedly, something happened that made her dumbfounded.
The beautiful Meng Po, who was suspected to be Mo Yi's mother, frowned slightly, and the wooden spoon in her hand flew out diagonally like a white rainbow, directly hitting the face of the Bull-Headed Ghost. With a "thump", the Bull-Headed Ghost fell to the ground unconscious, but Meng Po herself remained calm and composed.
Good, so tough...
Gong Lili swallowed hard. Just using a wooden spoon to knock out such a burly ghost messenger, how much strength did that take? This Meng Po seemed to be a hidden master! And that fierce temper really did seem like someone from Nayu...
It is said that the women of the Nayu tribe are all stronger and tougher than men, and Yinglili became more and more certain of the other party's identity.
The rest of the ghost officials who were still waiting and watching, seeing the sudden unhappy expression on Meng Po's face, subconsciously took a few steps back, not daring to move forward and pretending not to see it.
In their hearts, they were secretly mocking the new Bull Head as a big, foolish creature. Every veteran ghost official here knew that the seemingly beautiful Meng Po was actually a fierce and formidable figure no one could provoke. It was said that she had been some kind of deity in her lifetime, and because she defied the will of Heaven, she was punished and sent to this ghost realm to endure her tribulation. But even a lean camel was bigger than a horse. How could a bunch of little idiots like them dare to provoke her? Even the Lord of this ghost realm was said to have to respect her. Only this new, clueless young man dared to provoke her like this. See, he's going to suffer for it, isn't he?
Thinking of this, the ghost consciously drove the ghosts that were coming from behind a little further away, leaving some space for the two.
And Ying Lili naturally noticed the unusual behavior of those ghost officials, but she was even more surprised in her heart. What was the identity of this Meng Po that even the ghost officials were so afraid of her?
"Why is it you? Why are you here?" Just when Yinglili was still sighing in her heart, the other party had already spoken, and it sounded as if he had known Yinglili for a long time.
"Do you know me? Could you be Mo Yi's mother?" Ping Lili finally pulled herself back to consciousness from the messy thoughts in the wind, but her eyes stayed on the other person's face, as if she wanted to find something else from the other person's face.
"This is not the place for you! Go back!" The other person's expression suddenly changed, and he spoke to her harshly, while reaching out to push her.
"Answer me first, are you really Mo Yi's mother?" Ping Lili's mind was full of other thoughts at this time. Unconsciously, she asked the question in her heart directly, and her hand subconsciously grabbed the other person, but she felt a bone-chilling coldness on the other person's body.
Meng Po suddenly realized something and quickly withdrew her hand, but there was a hint of evasion in her eyes. Gong Lili naturally saw the other party's evasion and became more certain of her own speculation.
"If you don't tell me the truth, I really won't leave. In fact, I just want to know your identity. I think that since you know me, you should know the relationship between Mo Yi and me." Playing rogue is Yan Lili's usual trick, and now he can only go back to his old ways.
"Yier, is he okay?" When Mo Yi's name reached the other party's ears, tears gradually gathered in the eyes of the beautiful woman. She sighed and finally uttered these words, which was regarded as a tacit acknowledgement of her identity.
"He succeeded the Nayu tribe as chief." Ying Lili thought for a moment, unsure how to describe Mo Yi's situation to her. Was Mo Yi actually doing well now? She didn't know, so she chose the most insignificant thing to say.
"My Yi'er is a natural beauty." The other party spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. The unnatural pride in his tone reminded Gong Lili of Mo Yi's father, Mo Wutan. It seems that birds of a feather flock together. This family is full of domineering people.
"But how did you become Meng Po? Aren't you a speaker of heaven?" More doubts surged in Ping Lili's heart. She never expected that she would meet Mo Yi's long-dead mother at the Naihe Bridge. She never thought that this speaker of heaven who had been dead for more than 500 years would become Meng Po at the Naihe Bridge. What was going on?
"This is the punishment God has given me. I am punishing myself for my sins of going against the will of Heaven, and I will never be able to be reincarnated..." The other person sighed softly, and his tone was so calm as if he was telling someone else's story.
Going against the will of heaven! Ping Lili suddenly remembered what the green-clothed woman O Yu had said. She said that this woman named Han Yan went against the will of heaven and was punished by heaven. Is this really true?!
"What did you do back then to deserve this fate?" Ping Lili recalled what the green-clad woman, O Yu, had said. She'd said that her and Mo Yi's meeting and falling in love were orchestrated by this Sky Speaker, Mo Yi's mother, for the sake of their child and the creation of the Heavenly Stone. Although she'd always been skeptical, now that they'd finally met, she felt like asking for clarification.
The other party seemed to be lost in her own thoughts at this moment. She bit her red lips lightly but did not answer. Her watery eyes seemed to penetrate everything in front of her and looked towards a more distant place.
"Did you arrange for Mo Yi and I to meet?" Ping Lili finally asked the biggest question in her heart. As soon as she said that, she suddenly felt relieved. She had always thought she didn't care, but it turned out that she still cared. After all, this person was Mo Yi's mother, the mother of the person she loved.
"Do you love Yi'er?" Unexpectedly, after a long silence, the other party replied with this sentence in a faint voice.
Does she love Mo Yi? There is no doubt about this question. Qing Lili nodded carefully: "I love him. Apart from you as his mother, I don't think there will be another person in the world who loves him as much as I do."
