"Ha, as expected, handsome men are so bold that they even dare to tease me. If I dare to accept him, do you dare to feed him?"
Meng Jiangyun lifted Xiang Chen's chin with her long fingers.
Although Xiang Chen died due to the exhaustion of his life span through reincarnation, his soul's appearance is still the same as when he was young.
"Then I'll show you what it means to be sexually audacious."
Xiang Chen scooped up a mouthful of Meng Po soup and drank it, then lowered his head and kissed Meng Jiangyun directly.
A look of panic appeared on Meng Jiangyun's pretty face, and she raised her knees and bumped them suddenly.
puff!
Xiang Chen was hit with a knee on his waist, which caused him to spit out a mouthful of Meng Po soup, which almost hit Meng Jiangyun in the face.
He held his crotch and took a few steps back in pain. He gritted his teeth and said, "Can't you afford to play?"
"I don't believe my soup tastes really bad."
Meng Jiangyun immediately changed the topic and took a sip of Meng Po soup, tasting the taste in her mouth.
Meng Jiangyun immediately vomited it out and kept vomiting.
"Why does it taste so bad? It's impossible. It doesn't taste like this originally."
Xiang Chen said calmly: "It's normal. Your Mengpo soup is made with Bianhua, Ecstasy, and Forgetting Water. The Bianhua has been simmered for less than seven or forty-nine days, and the inherent bitterness will not be stewed out.
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"To remove the bitter taste, it needs to be stewed with Yang fire at a high temperature of more than 80 million degrees for 49 days."
"You, you, you, how do you know the recipe of Meng Po Soup?" Meng Jiangyun was shocked. This recipe is a big secret in their profession. Drinking Meng Po Soup, with enough ingredients, even the Supreme Being will have to forget his memory.
"Nonsense, as the best chef in the world, I will know what ingredients are used in your soup after just one sip. However, these three things together are not enough to make people like me forget their memories. Obviously there is some special refining.
The method cooperates.”
Xiang Chen's face was full of pride. He had never eaten anything and he had to sneer when he saw an ant he didn't know.
"Wow, little brother of the dead soul of Tiandao, you are so powerful. Why don't you leave and stay here as my deputy from now on. I will teach you the ghost cultivation method." Meng Jiangyun's eyes shone.
After she took over this profession, she was almost bored to death here, but she still had half of her tenure to be successful.
"It's a beautiful idea, I'm rushing to be reincarnated." Xiang Chen was naturally unwilling.
"Oh, what's so good about being reincarnated? Life is full of uncertainties. Maybe you'll have to die again soon." Meng Jiangyun was obviously unwilling to let go of a handsome guy like Xiang Chen, no, handsome guy.
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Xiang Chen's face darkened, this Po Meng couldn't speak anymore.
"I'm super bored here. As long as you are willing to accompany me and help me work, I can share some merit with you and guarantee that you will become Taichu Holy Emperor in the future!"
While Meng Jiangyun was speaking, she slapped a dead soul who wanted to sneak across the bridge without drinking Meng Po soup, and slapped him off the bridge and drowned him.
"It's impossible to work part-time. It's impossible to work part-time in this life."
Xiang Chen shook his head, sat down and said, "But I can stay with you for a while and help you improve this terrible Meng Po soup."
"Okay, okay." Meng Jiangyun was overjoyed that she could fool Xiang Chen into staying one more day. When he knows the benefits of being a spy, he might be willing to stay.
Xiang Chen also had an ulterior motive, not to pick up girls, but to secretly learn Meng Po Soup, which can make people forget their memories.
Xiang Chen, who originally planned to reincarnate, temporarily stayed for this reason.
The opening time of Naihe Bridge is also limited. At 12 o'clock a day, it is open for four hours and works for eight hours. The rest of the time is free.
Meng Jiangyun lives in Fengdu City in the underworld.
After get off work, Meng Jiangyun took Xiang Chen to the place where she lived. She asked doubtfully: "I think your state is that you will die after running out of life. The life span of heaven is almost endless. How can you run out of life and die?" ?”
Xiang Chen sighed, looking up to the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, looking at the blood moon of the underworld, showing a touch of sadness: "It's a long story, my Taoist companion got a very terrible curse, and in order to save her, I sacrificed my life to save her."
And died...the specifics are like this..."
Xiang Chen quickly concocted a love story that was even more sadistic, touching, and poignant than a kimchi romance drama.
The story of this noble son of a noble family falling in love with Cinderella, the ugly duckling. He ignored the opposition of his family and eloped with her, and went through various hardships. It is extremely touching.
In the end, he managed to achieve Taoism with great difficulty. Unexpectedly, he met Di Xuan'er, a saint from the Witch God Clan who coveted his beauty and insisted on marrying him.
She didn't want to, and then the other party placed the most vicious curse on his wife. He deliberately made up a series of tens of thousands of words about love. Meng Jiangyun's eyes were red as she listened, and she couldn't stop crying.
Xiang Chen glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and smiled evilly in his heart, "The innocent little Po Meng has fallen into the hands of Taichu Ergou, the biggest dandy in the world!"
"It's so touching. That witch saint Di Xuan'er is really nothing. She smells green tea and is a bitch!" Meng Jiangyun angrily cursed the vicious witch saint in Xiang Chen's story.
After a long time, the two came to Fengdu City,
Fengdu City, a famous ghost town in the prehistoric universe, the gate of Fengdu City is open, and people are coming and going inside, no, ghosts are coming and going.
Many ghost cultivators who look like normal people come and go.
There are also Yin soldiers standing guard at the door. They are highly cultivated and have reached the realm of the Lord God, exuding a strong evil spirit.
When they saw Meng Jiangyun, the Yin soldiers all bowed respectfully and called "Master Yin Si".
As for Xiang Chen's Taoist soul, which still exudes the aura of a dead soul and is not a ghost cultivator, he was intercepted when he entered the door and was only allowed to go after Meng Jiangyun came forward.
Entering Fengdu City, Xiang Chen looked at the majestic and boundless city. It looked no different from the city in the underworld. It had everything and was extremely lively.
There were ghost cultivators walking on the street, and many of them had their mouths watering after seeing him.
Heavenly level dead soul!!
This kind of dead soul is so rare that it is extremely replenishing.
Ghost Cultivators There are areas where ghost cultivators live. Except for Yin Chai, they are not allowed to enter the Huangquan Road where the souls of the dead exist.
Therefore, Meng Jiangyun's job is a plum job, because in this job you can secretly devour some dead souls, and no one will know about it unless it makes a big fuss.
Xiang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. He was now in the state of a dead soul. Although he had a certain level of strength, he had not converted to the ghost path and was far from as powerful as he had been in life.
But since he has practiced Taiyin Heavenly Dao, he will definitely be able to exert Heavenly Dao level strength in the underworld.
"Go away, what are you looking at? Grandma will dig out your eyes!" Meng Jiangyun scolded her coldly.
Meng Jiangyun's scolding immediately frightened these people and made them look away.
Xiang Chen finally knew why Meng Jiangyun saw him as such a nymphomaniac. It was because... all the ghost cultivators in the underworld were so ugly.
He has the familiar bull-headed and horse-faced face, or he has a green face and fangs. There are not many people who look like humans and are handsome, but someone with such incredible looks like him is rare and hard to find in the world.
