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Chapter 345: Stepping into hell!  Drink your sister¡¯s Meng Po soup

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    "It's okay." Xia Yan took another look at the girl. There was nothing he could do about it. Xia Yan was also a man. Although the most important thing now was to find a way to deal with the catastrophe, meeting a beautiful girl did not prevent Xia Yan from taking another look at her.  Same.

    ?????????????? And Xia Yan is definitely not looking at it secretly, if he wants to look at it, he must be honest.

    Then he turned around and took Lingbao Tianzun and others onto the road to hell.

    Before leaving, he waved back.

    "Girl, you are very beautiful. Smile more from now on. You are very beautiful."

    ¡­¡­

    "Miss, I have gone far."

    The scene was very quiet for a while. Xia Yan and others disappeared on Huangquan Road, but no one in front of Huangquan Road showed any reaction.

    Because the person in the sedan did not make a sound.

    The only remaining old man, Daluo Jinxian, secretly glanced at the window of the sedan. Vaguely, he seemed to see his young lady smiling silly.

    Um?

    Not only was he not angry when one of his own was slaughtered, why was he laughing?  ?

    Shouldn't the lady have a fever  right?

    The old man couldn¡¯t help but remind him, otherwise, he couldn¡¯t stand here all the time.

    When Linyin heard this, she suddenly woke up. She smiled slightly and said to herself: "Interesting guy, I have never met such a person in all these years."

    "Did he say I was beautiful?"

    "Does your smile look beautiful?"

    This seems to be talking to oneself, but also like asking someone.

    But no one dared to answer, because even a fool could tell that the young lady from home didn¡¯t mean to flatter anyone when she said this

    After a long time, another voice came from the sedan.

    "By the way, the dragon robe he is wearing seems to be the costume of the Daxia royal family. Didn't we receive a message earlier that an uncle from the Daxia royal family died in this ancient city."

    "I think the old uncle should have been killed by him."

    "What do you mean, miss?"

    "Let the members of the Daxia royal family who come here shut up. This matter does not need to be spread to the ears of the Daxia royal family in Da Luotian."

    "clear¡­¡­"

    Everyone present felt a chill in their hearts.

    Although Linyin seems delicate and her face is much paler than a normal person, her name is definitely resounding in Daluotian.

    ¡­¡­

    "Master, Lao Niu, I think that little girl is a bit interesting to you, Master."

    "Yes, yes, hey, hey, Nezha also thinks that the pretty young lady has a crush on you, master."

    "Well, what Nezha said is right. Otherwise, if we killed someone, not only would they not blame us, but they would also apologize. This must mean that they are thinking about the master." Tamamoae touched his chin and said.

    The Tathagata Buddha smiled and said nothing.

    The monkey blinked his eyes and said cheerfully: "That's not true. The master is wise, powerful, energetic, talented, handsome, and well-spoken. If my old grandson were a woman, I would have fallen in love with him long ago.  Master."

    ¡°Monkey, wait a minute, let¡¯s shave this part of your body first. You are still a woman. I¡¯m not talking about you, brother. Dear brother, even if you become a female monkey, it is only suitable for male monkeys to appreciate.¡±

    "Huh? Don't you like hairy things, brother? I think hairy things smell good."

    ¡°It does have a smell, it¡¯s quite strong¡­¡±

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Along the Huangquan Road and heading deeper into the ancient city, there are a few live treasures chatting and spanking on the way, which is not boring.

    But while they had this in mind, Xia Yan was always paying attention to what was going on around him.

    Now he only has 50% control over the Netherworld. Although he is no longer at the mercy of the little mouse in the gutter, Xia Yan still feels that it is better for him to be cautious, otherwise, something might happen.  trouble.

    However, this walk along Huangquan Road was unusually quiet.

    When Xia Yan and the others came to a bridge, below which was a section of dim yellow river that cut across the earth, Xia Yan knew that they had arrived at the Naihe Bridge.

    "The underworld of the Yellow Spring under the bridge cannot be crossed by immortals. Da Luo falls into the city and sinks to the bottom of the river forever. Those who die cannot die again."

    And the only thing that can pass through Huangquan is the Naihe Bridge erected on both sides of the river.

    "There is nothing to do in front of the Naihe Bridge, and there are all living beings on the Naihe Bridge crossing."

    "Fellow Taoists from the Immortal Family, would you like to have a try?"This is Meng Po soup.  "

    In front of Naihe Bridge, a small stall suddenly appeared.

    Behind the stall, there was a stooped old woman. She lowered her head, and her long gray hair blocked her face, making it difficult to see what she looked like.

    But those words revealed the identity of the old woman.

    Po Meng.

    An old lady who specially drinks Meng Po soup in front of Naihe Bridge for the souls who step on Naihe Bridge.

    In orthodox myths and legends, one sip of Mengpo soup can make you forget this life. It is a baptism that allows people after death to no longer have any memories and to be reincarnated cleanly.

    But do Xia Yan and the others need to drink Meng Po soup?

    I am afraid that only those who have lost their minds would drink this Meng Po soup.

    Xia Yan has not lived yet, and he does not want to forget his past and present lives.

    Ignoring the old lady directly, Xia Yan and his party walked past the old lady's stall.

    Huahua stretched out her hand out of curiosity, as if she wanted to ask Po Meng for 10,000 Mengpo soup.

    Lin Lin, who was holding her little hand, quickly pulled Huahua away. When he walked over, he muttered in a low voice: "Huahua, children don't dare to eat randomly, especially from street vendors like this. Take a look.  She looks dirty, and the stalls are also in tatters and dirty, and eating this will definitely break your stomach."

    "Ah! Thank you sister for reminding me, Huahua will remember it!"

    "Well, Huahuaguai."

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    ""

    No one noticed that Po Meng¡¯s cheeks shook violently as she set up a stall in front of Naihe Bridge.

    I don¡¯t want to be so dirty.

    But this is my setting, hey!

    Why don¡¯t you be so shameless?  Do you want to piss me off to death and inherit my Fubao Huabei bill?  !

    "Hey! Wait! Are you sure you don't want to have a bowl of Meng Po soup?!" Seeing Xia Yan and his party walking onto the Naihe Bridge, Meng Po hurriedly raised her head, stretched out her hand to wipe her face, and wiped the messy  Her hair was parted to both sides, which made her look cleaner and fresher.

    However, no one answered her, and everyone ignored her.

    "The Mengpo soup is delicious and delicious. I drank Sai Shenxian and ate Meng Xiaoyao!"

    "Big promotion on site! Get it for free, first come first served!"

    The old woman shouted hard.

    Xia Yan and others still didn't look back.

    Huahua¡¯s heart is immature and the child is still young. Huahua, who was holding her little hand by Lin Lin, suddenly turned her head, and then her big, pure eyes were filled with deep compassion.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Poor old woman

    The destructive power of this look was so great that Meng Po was so angry that her head exploded!

    The long gray hair on his head was like tentacles with teeth and claws, dancing in the air.

    Mother Meng¡¯s body was filled with a trace of black energy.

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