Walking into Po Meng's house, as soon as Zhen Butt sat down, Po Meng jumped up and walked towards the back hall. Zhen sat on the chair as if sitting on pins and needles.

I wanted to escape from here, but I still had to ask for help from Po Meng, so I had to sit down and think about what excuses I could find later to reject Po Meng's "kindness".

Not long after, Mrs. Meng came out of the house with a bowl of soup and asked, "Zhen, do you have any requests?"

The corners of Zhen's eyes twitched a few times, and he said vaguely: "Well~ I don't want it, milk tea, or taro paste~"

Po Meng's smiling face twisted into a ball, and she muttered in confusion: "I don't want taro paste, I don't want milk tea, I just want Bobo~Bobo~"

Immediately his smile turned red and he yelled at Zhen: "Zhen, you stinky vagabond, I didn't expect that even you would learn bad things!"

Zhenrang Meng Po scolded her for a moment, thinking to herself, why am I a gangster? I don't want milk tea, I don't want taro paste... Doesn't it mean that I hinted to her that I don't want to drink her soup? How can it be related to the issue of life style?

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But looking at Po Meng's shy expression, it didn't look like she was joking, so Zhen stroked her fingers again, only slapping her forehead in regret.

Taro mud Bobo milk tea, no taro mud or milk tea, but there is also a Bobo!

Po Meng looks like a little loli, but in fact, her body contains a soul that has lived for countless years. After such a long time, even a blank piece of paper has become an experienced driver!

Po Meng must have misunderstood!

Zhen quickly opened his mouth to explain.

Opposite me, Po Meng kept shaking her head and shouting, I won’t listen, I won’t listen unless you drink this bowl of soup!

It was like a child having a tantrum. When he saw Po Meng's child losing his temper again, Zhen Zhi shook his head helplessly, took the soup from Po Meng's hand and drank it in one gulp.

Not to mention it tastes pretty good, but it's just a bit chewy.

When he reached the level of Zhen, Meng Po Decoction had no effect on his memory and would not wash away Zhen's memory, but it would take some effort to remove the power of the medicine.

He closed his eyes to absorb the medicinal power of Meng Po's soup. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Meng Po lying on the table looking at him with wide eyes.

Seeing Zhen open his eyes, Po Meng quickly asked: "How is it, how is it?"

Looking at the cunning look in Po Meng's eyes, Zhen realized that he seemed to have been tricked by Po Meng...

Where has the most basic trust between people gone? I just didn't notice the slip of the tongue just now, and Po Meng actually took the opportunity to trick her into trying the soup!

The underworld has many tricks, but the human world is better!

Even after drinking the soup, he couldn't force it out with his energy, so Zhen could only hold his nose to recognize it.

"You are so ruthless, I fell into your trap again this time!"

Mrs. Meng didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "You deserve it, who told you to speak so freely~ Hurry up and tell me how about my soup?"

Zhen: "The taste is still good, but it's a little too sweet. There's also some dirt in the milk tea. Didn't you wash the ingredients thoroughly?"

Po Meng: "No! I've washed everything very clean. Maybe it's the taro mud, but even if it's mud, I choose the deep pure mud from the Huangquan River. The effect of forgetting worries is great, at least better than the previous soup.

Improved by 50%"

After listening to Meng Po's words, Zhen's face instantly turned green, and he started retching while holding on to the table. What's in the underworld!

There are corpses and bones floating in the underworld all day long. Those who have committed serious sins after death or have demonic obstacles in their hearts will fall into the underworld and never be reincarnated.

There was no soil on the banks of the Huangquan River in the first place. The soil was all formed by the decay of corpses, bones, flesh and blood, and it might even contain the broken soul power of some evil souls.

What's the difference between drinking this kind of soup and drinking a bowl of corpse water!

Po Meng's big eyes were full of puzzles. In her opinion, Zhen's reaction was completely unnecessary. All the substances in the underworld were energy, and the silt of the underworld was also energy. Drinking it would directly turn into the power of the underworld and cleanse the soul.

He tilted his head and said: "Everything about corpses and horses is just an illusion. You have been cultivating for countless years to become like a dog, and you can't even see through this confusion."

Zhen was speechless for a moment and retorted: "Why don't you drink and watch~"

Po Meng: "Huh, how do you know I didn't drink it? I didn't taste the soup first when I made it. If I didn't know it wasn't fragrant,

Why would I ask you to try soup~"

After saying this, Po Meng realized that she had let slip, and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

Zhen decided to give up on the issue and explained earnestly: "The taro paste in the taro mud Bobo milk tea is taro mud, not silt! Sister!"

Mrs. Meng curled her lips and said disdainfully: "It's all silt. What's the difference? Anyway, if you drink it, it won't turn into shit~ In the end, it's all energy~"

Meng Po's muttering made Zhen completely collapse. When Meng Po mentioned drinking it, Zhen immediately remembered the bowl of "corpse water" he just had and looked at Po Meng with red eyes.

"I'm going to kill you~ah~ah~!"

Po Meng quickly jumped back a few steps: "Scare~ Yaya! Xixi! Come and protect me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the back room, and a bronze tripod ran out of the room on four legs and arrived in front of Po Meng in the blink of an eye.

There is a pair of big eyes in front of the cauldron, and a big mouth that occupies half of the entire cauldron. The white teeth reveal half of the bright red tongue inside.

The green viscous liquid was still boiling inside the cauldron, and a few bubbles appeared from time to time, with green skulls looming above them.

Po Meng frowned and shouted at Ding: "Hurry up, Ya Ya, fight mode!"

The green soup in the bronze disappeared in an instant, and the cauldron changed into the shape of a child's bathtub, just enough to accommodate Po Meng.

Po Meng turned over and jumped into the cauldron. A dark pot lid came belatedly and flew into Po Meng's hands. Po Meng grabbed the pot lid handle and used it as a shield to block her body.

Holding the pot and the lid, Po Meng said confidently: "Hmph~ I'm not afraid of you. If you want to hit me, I'll hit you!"

Seeing the bullfighting on the other side calming down and puffing out white air from its nostrils, Po Meng weakly changed her words and said: "Hmph~ Even if I can't beat you, you can't catch up with me. You know how fast Ya Ya is!"

Ya Ya and Xi Xi's two magical artifacts are famous in the underworld. After the path to immortality was cut off, the magical artifacts that can possess artifact spirits in the underworld are almost extinct.

Yaya and Xixi are not only the best magical weapons, but also the spirit of the weapons. Such a unique magic weapon was turned into the appearance of a pot and a pot lid by Po Meng.

When I first heard the news, how many people beat their chests and lamented that the magic soldiers were covered in dust and met with unkind people.

Now there is a secret society of divine soldiers in the underworld, whose purpose is to overthrow Po Meng, rescue Yaya and Xixi, and let the divine soldiers regain their former glory.

The moment he saw Yaya and Xixi, Zhen was instantly discouraged.

The predecessor of Yaya is a flying sword, which can reach heaven and earth within a short distance. Its speed is the highest in the Jedi Palace and no one can match it.

Xixi's predecessor was a divine armor with top-notch defensive power and almost unbreakable.
Chapter completed!