Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

Green is like the thick vines of an adult man's arms breaking through the snow. There are dozens of them. They lingered in the air for a while, and rushed towards them again.

The good and evil boys and the night-god gods protect Meng Eqi from left to right. Meng Eqi is surrounded by them. The **** pinch the purple clove, and the dark black hair shows the two colors of rouge in the corners of her eyes.

Meng Haocao read the spell, and the thick spiritual power rose straight to the sky.

A tremendous wind force hit the vines with the wind and snow, and in the blink of an eye dozens of vines were all cut off and fell to the ground, even unable to regenerate.

Meng Eqi and others were relieved. At this moment, a wicker was suddenly drilled under Meng Eqi's feet, which quickly wrapped her and stretched directly upward. The barbs on the wicker scraped into her texture, and Meng Eqi felt a while. Mild pain.

The God of Night and the boy of good and evil were frightened and quickly cast a spell to save.

At this moment, an old man with a disheveled hair slowly appeared in the air. Wicker tightly tightened Mengqiying, and would not allow her to move halfway.

"Who are you?" said the old man.

He was floating in the air in a ragged cloth, and there was snow and snow around him, and he couldn't even blow his hair.

Meng Haoqi didn’t want to be tough, so he said loudly: "Senior Senior, I just wait for the immortals to cross this mountain and go to work in Southern Xinjiang. If this is your boundary, please do it for your convenience! We are not malicious and don’t want to Tangle!"

The old man listened, and only a cloud of white eyes moved: "Southern Xinjiang? All people in Southern Xinjiang are dead. What are you doing there?"

Meng Hao was shocked: "Dead?"

The wicker on her body left quickly, and Meng Eqi fell from the air and was caught by the night gods and the good and evil boys.

The old immortal turned around and walked forward slowly, the old voice was blowing along the wind and snow: "Yeah, it's all gone. A while ago, southern Xinjiang was wrapped in a strange spirit of evil spirits, and then there was no one to go again. The evil spirit's breath has disturbed Xue Ling's mind, so Xue Ling has recently been turbulent, and the court has also sent people to temporarily block Zhoushan."

Meng Xuqi they caught up: "Are you... just Xue Ling?"

The old immortal stopped and smiled twice: "Xue Ling, isn't it right under your feet?"

Meng Hao stunned, flew into the air with his consciousness, and glanced roughly. Mount Zhou is worthy of being a land of gods, overlooking Mount Zhou from the sky like a dragon. Meng Haoqi returned to his position, and said to the old fairy in front: "How much offended just now, please Haihan."

The old immortal waved his hands and didn't care: "I thought you were with evil spirits, but there are no more people in southern Xinjiang, and there is no result when you go. It is better to just go home like this."

Meng luxe came, and it wouldn't be easy to go back without a glance, so I refused the old fairy's proposal: "I can't find anything, I will go back myself, but before that I still want to go and see, please You can do it conveniently."

Lao Xian turned his head to look at them, and finally shook his head and sighed: "Okay, since you insist on this, I can't do anything."

The old fairy stretched out his hand to split a vertical line, and the purple swirling enchantment was divided into two, revealing a way of sheep intestines. At the end of the road is the dark and looming Miaojiang house.

Meng Xuqi thanked the old immortal, and walked in with the **** of the night and the boy of good and evil.

As soon as he entered the boundary of southern Xinjiang, the gate of Bu Zhoushan closed behind him, looking at the black peaks in front of his eyes. The good and evil boys hugged Meng Eqi's legs with some fear: "Sister, it's so cold here."

Meng Wanqi also noticed that something was wrong, but she still had two followers, how could she be stage fright at a critical moment!

"I'm not afraid, anyway, it's the territory of southern Xinjiang, even if there is nothing, I can't turn the waves. You have to know that southern Xinjiang is behind the palace."

Meng Hao took the two of them forward, and the more he became worse, the worse he was.

The night tour **** couldn't help saying: "If your majesty is here, it may be possible to wave your sleeves, these evil spirits will be gone."

Meng Haoqi glanced at the night tour **** and pretended to carelessly hum: "Even if your majesty is not there, I am afraid that I can't protect you two?"

Although she does not have the magic power like Sheng Jiayan, she is not bad!

The old **** of good and evil boys sighed, and shook his head as if learning to look like an adult: "Sister Meng, look at the Six Realms, where is there no loyal supporter of your majesty? Your head will pass away with joy, but you are thinking about fighting your majesty."

Meng Wanqi raised her eyebrows, how could she not know that Sheng Jiayan was very popular in the Six Realms?

"That only shows that their tastes are unique!"

The night tour **** scratched his head: "Does your sister like your majesty? What kind of sister does that sister like."

"Me? Of course I don't like him anymore!" When Meng Eqi said this in disbelief, I don't know why someone always cast a murderous look in the dark. On his forehead, it's strange, cool and immersed, as if it were substance.

Meng Yuqi deliberately said in front of the night-god **** and the good and evil boys: "I like to listen to me, follow me, everything is according to me, everything is my first."

The night wandering God thoughtfully, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Sister Meng, isn't yours me?"

Meng Hao gave him a beating: "Mine is the kind of man with a sense of responsibility!"

The good and evil boys stuttered: "Blood...General Blood River?"

Meng luxe another beating: "Of course, you must have a beautiful face!"

With a high face value, a sense of responsibility, and the kind that has to hold up half of it, the good and evil boys think about it, and can't help but mumble: "Isn't it just your majesty that matches?"

Suddenly, the night-god **** didn't know which rib was wrong, and then he said, "There is also Erlang God!"

Meng Eqi walked on the ground and almost fell. She stabilized her body and slapped on the head of Yeyou Shen: "Don't talk!"

Mentioning Erlang God Mengyeqi couldn't help but think of all the experiences in the human world, a moment of confusion.

The good and evil boys couldn't help saying: "Come and go, Aye is quite suitable."

After listening to the night god, he proudly stood up.

The faint melancholy shrouded in my heart disappeared in an instant, and Meng Haoqi gritted his teeth and said, "Give me whatever you want, and I will bury you all here!"

Laughing and scolding all the way, gags, and when he arrived in southern Xinjiang, it was completely black, like a black cloth, even a star. Meng Haoqi looked around, southern Xinjiang should be surrounded by mountains and majestic mountains, the clouds and mist are like a blessed land of immortality, but because of the interference of evil spirits, the malaria here spread across the black mist. The blue terraces are not far away, and the blue brick houses are leaning at the foot of the mountain. It should be when the smoke and the chickens are barking, but there is a dead silence, and there is a thick smell in the air.

Suddenly a thin voice rang from Meng's feet.

"Meng... God Meng?"

Meng Eqi looked down and saw a bearded dwarf squatting on the ground like a mushroom, looking up at her with green bean eyes: "I don't know you, you come here, there are, you are far away, please also, please don't be surprised ."

"The land elite?"

"Yes Yes……"

Looking at the terrestrial spirit who did not stop hand wiping, Khan Meng suddenly said: "I have something to ask you."

But she hadn't spoken yet, and the land master would understand what she said: "Are you looking for the royal family of Southern Xinjiang? Don't find the goddess Meng Po, please go back."

Meng Wanqi raised his eyebrows: "The reason why we can't go has been heard on our way, you just need to point me in a direction now."

The land is very low-headed, and it's nothing.

The good and evil boy who suddenly walked in front shouted, "Sister Meng, here!"

Meng Haoqi stepped up and the land spirit followed quickly: "Can't go! Can't go!"

Meng Haoqi walked up a hillside, his eyes widened, and saw a tall door standing in front of him, and there was a thick fog floating around for no reason. Meng Yuqi looked around and felt that there were strange things everywhere.

Even the nerve-wandering night wandering **** couldn't help being vigilant: "Sister Meng, I think it's very evil here, your heart."

Meng Eqi, who was looking at the fine carvings on the gate, also gave a solemn hum.

The land is timid: "This mansion is where the royal people of southern Xinjiang lived. When the evil spirits came over, the evil energy spread from here."

Meng Haoqi condensed his mind, and his hand moved slightly, and a flame sword with a golden handle appeared in his hand. She pushed open the door and gingerly walked through the carved corridor, surrounded by quietly, a full moon was hung on it, and the bleak silver light spattered through the gaps in the self-portrait wall.

"Smelly..." Meng Eqin wrinkled his nose.

Wherever she looked, all were corpses lying on the ground.

The huge courtyard was turned over again, but no one was living.

Meng Haoqi was about to pinch her fingers to turn this place upside down. At this moment, thunder rolled and a purple lightning fell straight down into the valley not far away. With a bang, the whole mountain lighted up and diffused. Under the ray of light, there was a piece of golden light weaving in a criss-cross pattern and suddenly rushed down towards Meng Eqiu's head.

Meng Haoqi jumped back suddenly, and Zilei burst a deep hole on the ground.

"Oh, mother!" The land elder jumped into the ground, startled.

The thunder thundered one after another, rumbling and exploding in the mountains. With the thunder light illuminating the half of the world, Meng Eqi saw a fairy standing on the cloud. He attacked the silver armor, tall and straight, handsome and resolute There was a murderous color on his face, and his hands were sealed, **** together and a little bit of gold, and he shouted: "Close!"

The golden image continued to extend as if it had long eyes, and Meng Eqi was unable to avoid the thunder and lightning, and was almost covered by gold. Seeing the good and evil boys suddenly rushed over and pushed Meng Eqi. In a flash, a few golden lights flashed, binding the good and evil boys like a twist.