Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

Meng Eju was thinking from which angle to kick the Japanese tour **** down, Sheng Jiayan came out of the temple and stepped in their direction.

"What did she eat for her again?" Sheng Jiayan's cold eyes covered the Journey-to-God, and the breathless Journey-to-God smiled at first with a smile, a little collapsed.

"Conscience of the earth, this is not what we gave to Meng Meng again!" The Japanese You Shen made his eyes ask Meng Eqi for help. The latter snorted and turned his head away.

The God of the Sun watched His Majesty King Yan stand in front of Meng Eqi, a beautiful face at the moment seemed to be like a cold three-foot cold cellar, and the excited people were all clever.

Injustice, I really can't blame him on this matter!

"Did you take the soul-changing potion for Ngau Tau Mian?" Leng Buding Sheng Jiayan came out with such a sentence, and the eyes of the Japanese traveler were shocked and his eyes widened. Meng Yingqi wanted to let Sheng Jiayan clean up him. Seeing that something was wrong, he quickly interrupted Dao: "It doesn't matter anything else. What should I do with my beard now! Can't I keep it on all the time?"

Sheng Jiayan looked at her: "What kind of Gu do you eat?" He looked with a trace of suspicion and scrutiny: "Isn't it wrong to eat impotence?"

Aphrodisiac... Your sister, aphrodisiac!

Meng Wanqi threw the open book in his sleeve into Sheng Jiayan's arms: "Look for yourself!"

Sheng Jiayan unfolded the paper and saw that it read:

Enthusiasm is like a fire-gut-those who take this ghou need to combine the blood of the other party, take a hair thread to eat the grub, and then take the grub to cast the spell. It can make the bewitched one listen to the caster in a short time, like glue and love.

Journey to the sun gathered his head and read out the bottom line of the Mingshu: "But the success rate of this Gu is only one-tenth. If it fails, there will be sequelae. The symptom is that the beard grows crazy, so after this Gu fails There is another name...Dali Vajra Gu?!"

At the end of the day, Sheng Jiayan cut the railway: "It really is aphrodisiac."

Meng Yuqi unbelievably seized the Mingshu hand, and after a closer look, there was still a row of words that can no longer be used at the bottom of the usage! It is the introduction of the sequelae, it is the pit father!

Gushen, you bad seller!

"Hahahahahahahaha, why don't you think so!" The Japanese God of Love laughed at the pillar, tears in his fingers. The bull-headed horse face working overtime passed the side with a soul-wrenching soul, and threw a sentence: "He is a lunatic?"

Sheng Jiayan stared at Meng Eqi, and under the deafening laughter of the Journey to Japan, he asked: "Who are you going to give to the enthusiasm?"

Meng Mengqi seemed to be nailed to the spot, and running was not hiding or hiding. She had to pretend to be seriously ill: "Your Majesty! Whenever this is the case, you still have to worry about this, and help me solve my beard!"

Sheng Jiayan knew she was unwilling, and he thought for a moment: "Go to Guilangzhong to help you see it. The ghost trampled on the exit of Huangquan Road. He just rushed over to treat the wounded. I will take you to find him now."

Meng Haoqi covered his chin: "Not good! Why doesn't your majesty call Lang Zhong over to Yan Luodian?"

It would be better to kill her if she walked to the city with a beard and walked to the city in vain.

Sheng Jiayan froze his eyes and said: "No. Yan Luodian is a lot of people, or do you want everyone to know that you have taken an aphrodisiac?"

"It's not an aphrodisiac if you're gone!" Meng luxuriantly jumped, and she said: "But you are your majesty, if you leave me now, they will not doubt? We always have an excuse."

Sheng Jiayan nodded, and his eyes fell on the smiling, arrogant Japanese god.

Meng Hao also looked at him.

The animal's alertness awakened in the body of the Japanese Youshen. He stopped laughing. He watched the eyes of His Majesty King Yan and Meng Eju fall on him, and swallowed unconsciously. "What... what?"

As soon as he finished, Sheng Jiayan and Meng Eqi lifted their feet and kicked the Japanese tour god.

The day-going **** grunted down the steps, and immediately the whole person fainted.

Meng luxe pretended to calmly went to the temple: "No, the day-going **** is dizzy, your majesty sent him back first!"

Sheng Jiayan only needs to keep the face of the iceberg to keep everyone's doubts in his mouth.

So Sheng Jiayan and Meng Eqi left one after the other. They dragged the **** of the sun into the side hall of Yan Luo Temple, and they no longer managed him, and the two went to the city of vain.

In July and a half, ghosts are rushing to return to the world to visit relatives, so there will be a line-up and trampling.

Ghost missions are such a festival throughout the year, but they can't take vacations, and some even have to work overtime to maintain order in the local government.

When they first arrived at the gate of the ghost gate, Meng Hageng saw the ghost in front of him, and the voice was full of enthusiasm.

Yin Cao's messenger stood on Shidunzi and shouted desperately: "The ghost doll over there can only come home from your chair to see her mother! Toys are not allowed to be brought to the world! Hey, hey, and your ghost uncle, don't touch the water. If you want to jump in line, line up behind!"

The ghosts shoved between them, and somebody said aloud: "You stepped on my foot!"

Then the ghost pushed a hand in front of them. The two ghosts wrestled and slammed the people around.

The Yin Cao messenger quickly ordered the ghost to separate the people. Among them, they were dragged by the trampled to the thatched house to heal him.

Sheng Jiayan twisted her eyebrows and steadily approached coldly: "Don't go back if you have any quarrels or troubles. If you can't honestly follow the steps to get out in line, don't go out. Who is not alone? Who is not? Anxious to go back to see your loved ones?"

His chilly eyes swept over the ghosts, and the ghosts hurriedly bowed their heads in order. Because of the order, the speed of customs clearance is much faster.

An aunt with a child tightened her own child and bowed her head to her son: "Did you see His Majesty the King? Isn't it fierce? Fear or not? So you have to be obedient, otherwise your majesty will let the cheek around him Uncle Hu took you away from oil refining!"

Meng Haoqi listened to crying without tears, who is Uncle Huo Luo, she is obviously a sister!

The Yin Cao messenger was relieved to see the scene stabilized. He ran to Sheng Jiayan: "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

"Can the ghost be in it?"

"Here there is." Yin Cao's messenger led them to a hut, and he pushed the door probe to look at it: "Langzhong, Your Majesty is down!"

Ghost Lang is holding a needle with the length of a man's arm and is sewing a ghost to his lost arm. Lang Zhong's doppelganger has no way to say: "Your Majesty, you really can't pull away from the low office! You come to sit and wait for the meeting yourself, low office Coming soon!"

"Not in a hurry." Sheng Jiayan replied faintly. He turned back to call Meng Haoqi into the door, but found that the latter was making a vicious look at the boy not far away.

"..." Meng Wanqi originally wanted to scare the ghost who called her Uncle Hu, who knew that Sheng Jiayan was found and quickly bowed his head in disgrace.

The boy looked behind her and pulled his mother's clothes corner: "Mother, are the guards around Her Majesty King so counseling?"

Guilangzhong came out from the house when he was busy, and sitting in the hall was His Majesty, who was drinking tea, and beside him stood a man who looked familiar but had never seen him.

Langzhong wiped his hands with his clothes, patted the man on the shoulder, and smiled, "New brother."

"... Langzhong, it's me." Meng Eqi resisted the fiery fire in his heart.

Guilangzhong was startled by the familiar voice, and quickly looked at it carefully. The look in Meng's eyes that wanted to get angry but didn't dare to get angry made Guilangzhong confirm that this is the goddess of Meng Po!

"She swallowed Gu God's Dangang Gu Gu by mistake. You can show her how to solve it." Sheng Jiayan spoke lightly.

"It's enthusiasm like fire!" Meng Haoqi couldn't help but correct: "I failed to become Dali King Kong..."

The ghost man turned around Meng Wanqi and laughed out loudly: "The beard seems to be real. But as far as I know, this enthusiasm is like a fire guts. Whoever eats the hair needs to be solved." Eh Mengpo, whose hair did you eat?"

"I..." Meng Yuqi just wanted to answer, but found Sheng Jiayan staring at her beside her, she stopped talking again, and finally said: "I eat my own. I think Experiment to see what the effect is. Who knows that if you leave the school, you will die first."

In short, I cannot admit that I stole Sheng Jiayan's hair! Otherwise, let Sheng Jiayan know that he is looking forward to his enthusiasm and enthusiasm.

There was another burst of laughter in Guilang. In the end, he took a pulse to Meng Eq. before saying: "You must be glad that this is a bug, and the effect can be eliminated in a few seconds. If you have the Daoxing Gu, you can treat yourself It's miserable!"

Sheng Jiayan sneered at the side: "See if you dare to eat impotence next time."

"That's not an aphrodisiac!" Meng Eqi turned to Guilangzhong: "So what should I do now? Do I wait for the drug effect to eliminate itself? I'm going to the second life after July and a half, I will not put Beard takes the womb?!"

Guilangzhong thought about her pulse: "It's not good, Xie Ling still has to tie the bell person, since you are eating your own hair, then you ask the Gu Gu how to solve this. The insects he raised, He should know better than anyone."

In this way, Sheng Jiayan returned to Youdu with Meng Eqi.

On the way back, the two passed the lively night market in vain.

Those ghosts who have no family relatives in the world choose to celebrate July and a half in the prefecture. There are dragon dances in the market, children chasing and playing, sellers selling sugar, and frustrated lonely sitting in the corner to buy drunk ghosts.

The gray sky was filled with fireworks, and with a few loud noises, Meng Eqiu looked up at the colorful fireworks in the sky, while Sheng Jiayan was watching her.

"Ayan," she looked up at the empty Mingli's eyes like the fireworks at the moment: "If this is the world, the sky at this moment must be a dark blue curtain covered with stars and fireworks. Although the capital is Not as good as the world, but I think it is two kinds of lively. How about you?"

Sheng Jiayan looked at her profile and chuckled: "What's so difficult about this?"

He waved his sleeve slightly, and Xinghai was densely scattered in the air, and the long trails of stars lined up in a galaxy. The gloomy color gradually turned into the dark blue night sky, and the ghosts saw it and shouted happily.

"How did you do it?" Meng Haqi looked at Sheng Jiayan in surprise.

The latter was very calm and calm, with his hands behind his back, his fingers slightly touched: "I am in control of everything in the mansion, not to mention the change of qi?"

"Then why didn't you do it in the past?"

Sheng Jiayan raised her eyelids and looked at her: "Lazy, it's too much trouble."