Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

Yang Xuanxian walked to Meng Po's booth and glanced at the crowd. The first-ranked judge was upright, and the ghosts behind him all watched. Yang Xuanxian frowned slightly, how did he feel this strange group of bureaucrats?

Thinking about it, God of War didn't hesitate. After taking Meng Po Tang and drinking it, he jumped down and forgot the river without going back.

This time, He Xiangu, one of the eight immortals in the court, came to see off the **** of war. She was ordered to watch the **** of war enter the reincarnation, and then she shook her broad-leaved lotus leaf to come to Chenghuang.

Chenghuanggong had some personal contacts with her, and they whispered to each other.

"But is yours true?" Cheng Huanggong asked, after hearing He Xiangu whispering in his ear, his eyes widened and he was incredulous.

He Xiangu looked around and showed a disdainful emotion on Qingxiu's face: "Can I still lie to you? I heard it with my own ears. Si Mingxingjun was held by Taibai and Yuelao, day and night Write Meng Po's fate in the Nandou Palace. The bitterness and bitterness of the world are all written into Meng Po's fate. Gee—" He Xiangu shook her head with emotion: "Moon is old, Meng It’s going to be a bitter for my wife."

Cheng Godgong shot his thigh: "That's enough! Is this, this, is this not a communist private enmity? Emperor also allows?"

He Xiangu was busy pulling his sleeve: "You can speak." Then she pinched the hands of Shangcheng God's sleeve one inch by one inch: "What can't be allowed? The Seven Fairies love the kind of love in the world without being able to live or die. The emperor loved the females, and they must have gone by the age."

Cheng Huanggong was anxious and broke free from He Xiangu's hand: "But our majesty also followed the world, and his life was retaliated by the elders!?"

He Xiangu was a little unhappy, and she left when she shook her hand: "I want to know if you ask!"

Chenghuanggong hurried forward to hold He Xiangu, calling her words angrily: "Hui Niang!" He didn't know where to get a flower from the other shore, and sent it to He Xiangu in a flattering way: "I'm not here. Are your Majesty anxious, Meng Po is going to rob the three lives and three lives, and our Majesty will follow. The two of them must be tied together, then Meng Po's life is not good, and how can your Majesty go well!? "

He Xiangu Huanhuan took over the other side of the flower, grabbed a petal, and then said: "Isn't it, and I heard Taibaijinxing collected a lot of folkbooks, let Si Ming pick the most **** writing. Si Ming pick Pick it up and down, and finally choose one for the time being. Guess what it is called?"

"What's it called?" Cheng Godong suddenly had a bad hunch.

""The Road to Taming the Female Killer of Amnesia", and I still have spare textbooks, such as "The Past of the Female Killer", "The Prince Sees How Charming I Am", "The Whip Tune the Killer and Wife" and the like. "He Xiangu likes to pour out all the beans, and just added a sentence: "I personally still like the one that best teaches Jiao's wife."

"..." Cheng Huanggong's face was turquoise.

After the end, the world will not be good.

...

Meng Eqi and their group were temporarily settled in the Lin's house. Lin Gaoshan's family lived in the room where she used to live. She and Mo Chunfeng, Xiang Dingchen and Sheng Jiayan lived in the four surrounding courtyards.

It's not far away, and can come over as soon as there is any sound.

In the room, Meng Eqi picked up a white porcelain bottle with a slender neck that fell to the ground, picked two or three dead branches from the outside and inserted them. Shake the cover to the bed, sweep the dust on the floor.

"I can see it." She patted the dust on her hand and looked around with satisfaction.