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Text_Chapter 1460 Meng Po Soup

Lu Yi rushed to his feet in one step.

"Little bastard!"

"Mr. Lu!"

The old blind man and Xing Yuanqing shouted anxiously.

The ancient jade bracelet reacted a little slowly. When he turned around, he saw Lu Yi and Li Hongru falling off the bridge, his face turned pale and he couldn't stand steadily, and he almost fell into the river. Fortunately, Xing Yuanqing supported him from behind.

Whoosh!

Lu Yi was very fast, and he reached Li Hongru's head in one step. He grabbed Li Hongru's arm with his right hand, and was about to lift Li Hongru up, but something happened suddenly.

A bone hand suddenly appeared from the blood river, grabbed Li Hongru's ankle, trying to pull Li Hongru into the blood river.

"Mr. Lu saved me--" Li Hongru was so scared that she was scattered.

call out!

Lu Yi shot out a wisp of sword energy from his left little finger and hit the bone hand.

"boom!"

Bone hands shattered.

At the same time, Lu Yi lifted Li Hongru up, and both of them landed on the bridge deck.

Li Hongru's face was no longer bloody. Although he returned to the bridge deck safely, his legs were still trembling. Obviously, he was frightened just now.

"Okay, it's okay." Lu Yi smiled and patted Li Hongru on the shoulder to show comfort.

"Lu, Mr. Lu, thank you, thank you." Li Hongru was still in shock.

"You're welcome, you're all your own people." Lu Yi continued: "The bridge deck is very narrow, and the river is full of weirdness. Be careful."

"Old blind man, let's change the position?" Lu Yi said. Because after crossing the bridge, he had to face a super expert who didn't know where to come.

"Protect everyone, don't worry about me. I have never seen anything I have ever seen before. Don't worry!" The old blind man laughed and walked forward.

It's strange that although the old blind man is a blind man, he seems to be able to see anything. He leads the way in front, walking as fast as he can, and walks faster than normal people.

Others followed behind and crossed the bridge carefully.

This time everyone was very careful.

In just a few hundred meters, everyone walked for more than ten minutes and finally arrived at the bridgehead.

The old blind man walked in front and looked up and saw a huge bluestone not far from the bridge. He was standing next to the stone, covered with divine light, and his face was hard to see clearly.

No words were spoken.

The old blind man took the lead in walking off the bridge.

The others followed the bridge and suddenly everyone stared at the man.

Lu Yi looked up and saw that except for the mysterious man and a huge bluestone in front of him, there was no grass growing, full of solemn smell.

"Be careful." Lu Yi whispered.

The old blind man strode forward.

"Pop!"

A slight sound came from the air, and the divine light dissipated, and the man revealed his true face.

She is an old woman.

Depending on his age, he is at least seventy years old, with wrinkles on his face and a small figure, about 1.5 meters tall, with his back arched and a crutch in his right hand.

The most striking thing is that she wore an old-fashioned hat on her head, and the word "Meng" was embroidered with gold thread at the front of the hat.

Although she is short, the momentum she exudes is very terrifying and makes people shudder.

"Meng Po!"

Lu Yi exclaimed in surprise.

"Haha, I've been waiting here for many years, but I didn't expect that someone would know me. The young man has good eyesight." Meng Po glanced at Lu Yi and his eyes fell on the old blind man.

Because the old blind man was holding a Five Thunder Dharma Talisman in his hand.

"Sir, are you from the Taoist sect?" Meng Po asked the old blind man kindly.

"That's right, I'm from Longhu Mountain." The old blind man replied.

"In this way, it's considered destiny. I once worshipped under the Changchun Palace." Meng Po said, turning around and walking to the bluestone. With a long sleeve, a few porcelain bowls appeared on the bluestone.

Meng Po picked up a porcelain bowl and smiled and said to everyone, "It's not easy for everyone to come from afar. I have prepared a few bowls of thin soup to quench your thirst."

Mengpo soup!

Everyone thought of this word in their minds.

"Thank you for your embarrassment, sorry, we are not thirsty." The old blind man refused.

Meng Po smiled and said, "This is the soup made by the old me personally. How can you refuse it? Besides, this soup tastes great. You can forget all your worries after drinking it. Everyone can try it!"

It's indeed Mengpo soup.

Everyone's faces changed.

Xing Yuanqing laughed and said, "Mother-in-law, we have appreciated your kindness, but we are really not thirsty. Look, I still have water in my bag."

After Xing Yuanqing finished speaking, he took out a bottle of Nongfu Spring from his bag and continued, "Mother-in-law, we still have to hurry up. Time is very tight, so I won't disturb you anymore. Let's say goodbye first."

After saying that, he gave everyone a look, and everyone instantly understood and was ready to leave.

"Slow down!" Meng Po's face darkened, she looked at Lu Yi and his group with displeasure, and said, "Why are you all unaware of your kindness? I have worked hard to make soup for you to quench your thirst, but you are so ignorant of your praise."

"Mother-in-law, we are not ignorant of politeness, but we do have important things to do and need to rush forward. Let's drink soup when we come back and pass by here!"

Xing Yuanqing said politely, but he was cursing in his heart, "Your mother is a dead old woman."

"Since you don't drink soup, don't even think about passing here." Meng Po's voice became cold. As she spoke, her tone exuded a cold murderous intent.

"Why, do you want to stop us?" said the old blind man: "I am also a hot temper. If you make me angry, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Meng Po glanced at the Five Thunder Dharma in the hand of the old blind man, and the fear flashed away, and said, "The Five Thunder Dharma, I have seen it many years ago, but that's it."

What!

The old blind man was stunned.

"Everyone, if you want to pass here, you must drink soup. This is my rule. If you don't want to die," Meng Po began to threaten.

"Drinking your soup will bring you past events. This is no different from being dead. Why should you drink it?" Lu Yi's voice was cold and he was ready to take action at any time.

Meng Po stared at Lu Yi.

"I advise you to be more sensible innate realm." After Meng Po said that, he rushed towards Lu Yi. His figure was thin and his fingers shot a sharp arrow like the wind.

"Pseudo-King Realm!"

The old blind man was surprised that this old woman was indeed a super expert.

Meng Po poked out her big hand and grabbed Lu Yi, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, looking like she was determined to eat Lu Yi.

"An old woman who is about to fall into the ground dares to be arrogant in front of me. She is so tired of living." Although Lu Yi spoke strongly, his heart was extremely heavy.

Meng Po in front of him was a real pseudo-king master, only one step away from the kingdom realm. Even the momentum emitted by him was stronger than the old Buddha Lu Yi faced at that time.

"boom!"

Meng Po's hand was like a ghost claw, covered with black light, and grabbed Lu Yi's head directly from the air.
Chapter completed!
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