On the Naihe Bridge, Meng Po's voice spread far away, making those who were listening to the excitement outside the barrier feel excited:...These senior officials really know how to play...and really dare to play, so they still closed the bridge and played. So big...
After this battle, Hua Shang has clearly seen the gap between her, Meng Po and Jin Qing: her soul power at this time is simply not enough to hit these two people with weapons.
The dust has settled.
Po Meng and Jin Qing had already stopped holding hands and were kneeling on the ground facing each other.
Out of consideration, Hua Shang stood far away from them, because she felt that it was not suitable for her to come forward in this situation, mainly because Po Meng's current situation was really not good.
I saw Po Meng pushing the big earthen jar filled with her tears in front of Jin Qing, and then sniffed: "That's enough!" Po Meng sniffed her sore nose again, it really wasn't what she wanted. Crying, the key is that she was in too much pain from being beaten!
Po Meng didn't know what the mace in Jin Qing's hand was made of, and why hitting her made her feel so painful.
You must know that she was born as Mrs. Meng. Pain rarely happened to her in the past, but today she felt severe pain twice in succession.
Po Meng even had some doubts as to whether she had offended Tai Sui these days.
Looking at the earthen pot that Mrs. Meng pushed over, Jin Qing pushed it back again. She couldn't make soup!
Po Meng sniffed her still red nose, not sure why Jin Qing did this: didn't the bastard really want her tears?
Looking at Po Meng's confused eyes, Jin Qing said to Po Meng, "Take it back and make soup!"
Po Meng's eyes were even more confused, as if she couldn't figure out what Jin Qing was up to: "Don't you really want my tears?"
Po Meng just wanted to take a rest now. She felt that she had cried all her tears for the next thousand years.
Jin Qing looked at Po Meng and shook her head: "No, just take it back and make the soup slowly. I'll just go to your place and drink the ready-made soup!"
Po Meng felt like she was going to laugh out loud: "Isn't there some ready-made soup here? Just put a few drops in it and it will be like that." Is this dry guy planning to die of laziness?
Jin Qing shook her head at Po Meng again: "No!"
Po Meng was a little curious at this time, and she sniffed her sore nose: "Why not?"
Jin Qing sighed: "It's so disgusting." Adding tears to the soup was beyond her tolerance, so she should do it herself.
Po Meng almost vomited blood: "Then you still drink?" Since it's disgusting, then don't waste her good things.
Jin Qing sighed again: "You won't get sick if you drink it if you don't drink it." Out of sight, out of mind, just drink it.
Mrs. Meng's mentality was completely broken: I really feel wronged to you!
After persuading Po Meng with her own charm, Jin Qing returned to her Naihe Bridge and continued to be in a daze: Since her food has been settled from now on, she naturally does not need to work part-time for Hua Shang, and can legitimately eat and wait to die. .
Po Meng, holding the soup pot in one hand and the earthen pot containing her tears in the other, resignedly returned to Meng Po Pavilion to continue making soup.
At this time, the barrier on Naihe Bridge was not opened. Hua Shang held Luoxue's soul and sat at the end of Naihe Bridge, intending to communicate with Luoxue to understand what happened to Luo Xue after his death and why he turned into a ghost. The remaining soul was devoured by evil spirits in the underworld.
Hua Shang has his own mansion in the underworld, but Hua Shang has never lived there.
Because she has been soaking in the Wangchuan River for thousands of years, she already has a strange sense of belonging to the Naihe Bridge and the Wangchuan River. She will feel familiar and safe here.
At the same time, Hua Shang's reluctance to leave was also because of Gu. She was afraid that if she was careless, she would pass by her Gu and not even meet her.
Since Luoxue can come to the underworld, then Gu can also come!
Hua Shang stretched out her palm, and Luoxue's soul flew out of her palm. The soul appeared in three shadows, floating in mid-air in a daze.
Luo Xue, who was so unstable, had no way to say anything to Hua Shang. Hua Shang looked at Luo Xue with a little anxiety. He turned to look at Po Meng who was making soup. He didn't know whether he should ask Po Meng for a bowl of soup. Luoxue drinks.
But before Hua Shang could open her mouth, she saw Meng Po waving the big spoon in her hand into the air. A full spoonful of Meng Po soup instantly drenched Luo Xue from head to bottom, and Luo Xue's three virtual souls immediately merged together. .
Hua Shang looked at Po Meng in shock. Before she could speak, she saw Po Meng waving the spoon that she had not put away and turning around and no longer looking at him.
Hua Shang felt warm in her heart: Granny Meng was really kind to her.
Jin Qing looked at Po Meng in confusion. She seemed to have seen the old monster's ears turn red just now.
Feeling that someone was staring at her, Po Meng turned around and glared at Jin Qing fiercely.
Jin Qing grinned at Po Meng: "Want to fight?"
When Po Meng heard this, she turned her head back fiercely: "I can't beat her at all. I am crazy to fight her again."
Hua Shang looked at Jin Qing sitting on the bridge on the left, and then turned to look at Po Meng standing in Po Meng's pavilion. She felt like a sandwich biscuit that was being criticized on both sides. She didn't know how to persuade these two people.
At this time, Luoxue in the sky had come to his senses, and at a glance he saw Hua Shang on the ground wearing a bright red wedding dress.
Luo Xue's soul trembled twice, and then he threw himself straight towards Hua Shang on the ground, and let out a shrill cry: "Aren't you dead?"
After all, Hua Shang is the record officer of the underworld. Although his ability is not as good as that of Meng Po, he is more than enough to deal with Luoxue's broken soul.
I saw Hua Shang calmly transporting a huge air mass in the air, trapping Luo Xue's soul in it.
Luoxue desperately beat the transparent outer wall of the air mass, trying to release herself from this spherical barrier, but she was already unconscious, and with Hua Shang's unique underworld ghost bonus, no matter how hard Luoxue tried Even with all the beating, he still couldn't escape from the air mass.
Hua Shang stood on the ground, looking up at Luoxue's originally noble and beautiful face, which was now as ferocious as a ghost.
Looking at Luoxue in such a miserable state, Hua Shang felt mixed emotions in her heart: She actually lost to such a woman and even lost her life.
Luoxue was hysterical in the air for a long time before she finally gave up. She slowly slumped down in the spherical barrier, lowered her head and looked at Hua Shang desperately through the transparent outer wall of the barrier. Her mouth seemed to be moving on her own. What he was saying to himself.
During these six thousand years, Hua Shang has been imagining what Luoxue looks like and what will happen when she meets Luoxue again. But no matter what kind of imagination, the Luoxue that appears in her mind is the aloof and proud one from back then. goddess.
