12 The Strongest Husband in All Worlds Chapter 12

Yang Yu lowered his head and walked in the clouds, moving forward aimlessly.

However, as he walked, Yang Yu did not notice that the scene around him was changing.

The cloud disappeared, and Yang Yu seemed to step into a passage, with countless sceneries flying back and disappearing rapidly around him.

Gradually, the blue sky and misty white clouds all disappeared from the passage, turning into pitch black, and a terrifying world emerged.

The ghosts and ghosts, the ghosts of the ghost soldiers, etc. flickered past, and there was a sky like hell.

"Ok?"

Finally, Yang Yu noticed the abnormality, his face was suddenly shocked, and his face solemnly looked around.

"The breath of formation."

Yang Yu frowned, watching the surrounding scenery flashing by, stepping back like a slide, his heart heavy.

This is a teleportation circle.

However, Yang Yu had been teleported so far, and she didn't even realize that the person who teleported Yang Yu might be a little scary.

"Who is it, this scene seems to have come to the Netherworld Palace, but why would anyone bring me to this place?"

Yang Yu's face condensed, and the fleeting scene of the outside world was exactly the same as the Netherworld Palace. Yang Yu looked at it and understood in his heart.

"The Heavenly Court let the Netherworld Palace kill me forcibly, erasing my Yangshou?"

Yang Yu frowned, thinking of a very bad possibility.

Life and death are thin and can be sentenced to life and death, but if you force the reincarnation of Heaven, you can also forcibly erase Yang Yu's life.

"Heavenly Court, why on earth?"

Yang Yu looked solemn and gradually became cold.

He can't be manipulated by others. Heavenly Court thinks indiscriminately is like killing him, impossible!

"you think too much……"

However, just as hostility emerged in Yang Yu's heart and his face was extremely cold, an extremely cold and lonely voice came to Yang Yu's ears.

"who are you?"

Yang Yu frowned. Hearing this voice, he didn't have to think about the person who brought Yang Yu to the Netherworld.

"Your fiancee."

This voice was still indifferent and rang in Yang Yu's ears.

And Yang Yu also landed at this time and set foot on the earth again.

"Huangquan Naihe Bridge?"

However, looking at the surrounding scenery, Yang Yu's heart became heavier.

Ghosts in white clothes and long hair are lining up beside a river bank.

And this river turned out to be yellow, not made of mud, but by nature, the river water is yellow.

Its surging back and forth, going downstream.

Yang Yu can't see the end, nor can he trace back to the source, only a surging yellow river is rushing.

And above the big river, there is a bridge, which is antique.

Everything is exactly the same as the Huangquan Naihe Bridge in the Netherworld Mansion.

"Here."

A woman standing at the end of the Naihe Bridge opened her mouth. At this moment, she was laying out stone bowls, showing soup like clear water.

"Are you my fiancee?"

Yang Yu looked at this woman and spoke in disbelief.

This woman was born beautiful, with long hair and shawl, the country is beautiful, there is a kind of transcendence, noble and cold in the world.

This is a stunning woman, at least Yang Yu has never seen anyone more beautiful than this woman.

However, Yang Yu felt very strange in his heart.

This person... is Po Meng?

My fiancée turned out to be Po Meng?

"it's me."

The woman glanced at Yang Yu, and then continued to work, bowls of soup, as if she hadn't brought Yang Yu.

"This……"

Yang Yu is speechless, not sure what to say.

My fiancée turned out to be Po Meng???

For a while, Yang Yu was stunned and fell silent.

"No, you are not Po Meng!"

However, in silence, Yang Yu suddenly raised his head, staring at Po Meng with bright eyes.

Po Meng could not have the means and strength to bring herself here silently.

Moreover, Yang Yu has six gods eyes, and his talents are even more against the sky. Unless he is extremely terrifying, it is impossible to bring him here without realizing it.

"Houtu."

Po Meng just spoke, her expression remained unchanged, she was still working quietly.

Yang Yu: What the fuck?

Chapter 16

"Ahem... you... who are you...?"

Yang Yu stammered, looking at the stunning woman who was repeating the soup in front of him, his heart was about to collapse.

"You should know who Houtu is."

The woman raised her head again and glanced at Yang Yu. Seeing Yang Yu's nervous and unbelievable appearance, she indifferently lowered her head to continue working.

"Really... Hou Tu?"

Yang Yu glanced at the other end of the Naihe Bridge, then glanced at Po Meng again.

Houtu was once again known as the Empress of Houtu by the world, and the full name is Chengtian and imitating the great virtues of Houtu.

It is the fourth emperor of the Taoist gods "Four Royals". She palms yin and yang and nourishes all things. Therefore, she is called the mother of the earth.

Moreover, in some legends, Hou Tu melted into reincarnation, completely plunged into the Netherworld Palace, and controlled the reincarnation.

Moreover, the alternative sanctification, because of many secrets, has become the seventh saint in the world!

Now, this existence tells himself that she is his fiancée?

This is Hou Tu, one of the twelve ancestral witches, the supreme existence of the realm of saints!

"Surprised?"

Houtu raised his head and looked at Yang Yudao.

"Some... can't imagine."

Yang Yu spoke with a strange and heavy expression.

"Actually, I should be surprised. When I woke up one day, I suddenly and imperceptibly thought that you are my fiancé, and you cannot change it unless you reject me."

Houtu spoke and looked at Yang Yu, with waves in his beautiful eyes.

"I……"

Yang Yu was helpless and could only call the system, extremely angry.

"Honorable host, how can I help you."

The sound of the system sounded, still respectful.

"How can you do it? Your fiancee can get a fairy, a female monster, or a mortal. What the hell is Hou Tu? She is a saint!

Yang Yu still couldn't calm down, a saint became his fiancee, he really couldn't accept it for a while.

"Honorable host, for you to choose your fiancée, you must naturally choose the best. Nuwa is not appropriate, but Hou Tu is the best candidate."

The system opened, very affirmative and respectful.

"What? You originally planned to let Nuwa Empress..."

Yang Yu's heart is messed up, is the super supreme VIP privilege so awesome?

"You are very different, I can sense it."

However, Houtu's words brought the dialogue between Yang Yu and the system to an end.

At this moment, Houtu looked at Yang Yu, and his eyes contained supreme divine light, which was the power of the saint, the power of the saint!

"Um, Empress Houtu, I can't explain this matter to you, but if you don't want to, I can refuse and let you get rid of this subtle influence."

Yang Yu looked helpless, and quickly spoke, very serious.

"Do you think I want to cut it off?"

Houtu looked at Yang Yu, the sharp edge dissipated, and once again turned into the former Meng Po who was holding the soup, her voice without the slightest mood swing, as if Henggu did.

"This……"

Yang Yu was speechless again, looking at this look of Houtu, he didn't know how to answer.

She, do you want to get rid of this subtle influence?

"Here, I don't know how long I have been here."

Abruptly, Houtu spoke again, without looking at Yang Yu.

"I know."

Yang Yu nodded. Whether it is the earth myth or the ancient books in Fangcunshan, he has an understanding of Houtu.

After endless years, Houtu never stepped out of the Netherworld.

"Your talent is very strong, and everything about you is full of unknowns."

Hou Tu waved his hand, and an old woman appeared beside her, but she started to make soup.

Then Houtu walked towards Yang Yu with a flat expression, and said: "Now, I have almost no pursuit, no desire.

However, some unknowns may be able to bring fun, this kind of subtle influence, I will not cut off."

"Houtu Niangniang, you are a saint, a god like the Jade Emperor, and I am nothing but a villager."

Yang Yu said, rather helplessly.

Compared to Hou Tu and others, he is really a villager now, even worse.

"Why, you don't want it?"

Houtu stood opposite Yang Yu, only half a step away, staring at Yang Yu with beautiful eyes.

"It's not that I don't want to, but I feel unworthy, I'm with you..."

Yang Yu spoke truthfully and asked him to marry Houtu. He couldn't accept it now.

Mahayana monks and saints married?

What a shame!

"Nothing, when you stand at the same height with me, it may be another scene."

Houtu spoke lightly, not surprised.

She is a lofty Houtu empress, although her status is equal to that of the Jade Emperor.

But in this world, only people with no more than two hands can sit on an equal footing with her.

As for the others, even if the Jade Emperor saw her, they were as respectful and cautious as Yang Yu.