No matter how many people use it, the fire under the pot will never be extinguished, and the water in the pot will not decrease.

There are many people at the moment, and everyone consciously queues up to take it, and Luo Hengbo and Mo Ziqing are naturally no exception.

As the team slowly moves forward, move one step at a time.

Luo Hengbo was nervous in his heart, the secret agent of the Bai family once said that the tea shed by the bridge only sells one kind of tea, called Meng Po Soup.

Legend has it that in the history of the construction of the city, a female ghost cultivator named Meng Po, who was proficient in pharmacology, specially configured this medicinal tea according to the system of ghost cultivation.

As long as it is a ghost cultivator, drink this bowl, cure the disease, and strengthen the body without disease.

It can enhance the resistance of children, the immunity of adults, and the mobility of the elderly.

Of course, this is all a rumor, and the real situation is that this Meng Po soup can get rid of the yang energy that the ghost cultivators are polluted by walking outside the city of vain death.

This yang energy is very harmful to the ghost cultivators, especially after entering the city of vain death, the yang energy brings in too much, which can eliminate the qi of the unjust soul, which is not good for the city of vain death.

Therefore, as long as the ghost cultivators who have come out of the city of vain death, they must drink a bowl when they return to the city to go to the yang energy.

This Meng Po soup, the ghost cultivators are fine when they drink it, but there are many symptoms when people drink it, there are nothing, some have hallucinations, some are drunk, and some have turned into animals after drinking......

Luo Hengbo didn't know what would happen to him after drinking it, this unknown feeling was the most terrifying, what if he drank the Meng Po soup and became an animal?

As soon as Mo Ziqing saw Luo Hengbo's appearance, she knew that this girl didn't know where her brain had gone, so she could only shake her hand and comfort her: "Don't be afraid, there is me!" ”

Luo Hengbo heard Mo Ziqing's assurance, and reluctantly put his mind at ease.

It didn't take long for the two of them to take their turn, Mo Ziqing drank a bowl first, there was no change, and Chong Luo Hengbo nodded.

Luo Hengbo took the Meng Po soup poured by Mo Ziqing tremblingly, and took a sip carefully, with a green and astringent breath, not difficult to drink, and a little tea.

I closed my eyes and poured it down in one gulp.

A bowl of medicinal tea entered, Luo Hengbo only felt a flicker in front of him, and was half-hugged by Mo Ziqing and walked aside, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" But what's uncomfortable? ”

Luo Hengbo only felt that he was bored and vomited in his heart, unspeakably uncomfortable, and he was also groggy, shaking his head and unable to speak.

Mo Ziqing's face sank, and he reached out and pinched Luo Hengbo's wrist to take a pulse, and his expression became surprised and happy: "Hengbo, you are pregnant." We've got kids! ”

Luo Hengbo was happy and panicked in his heart, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, his eyes turned black for a while, and he fainted.

When she woke up again, she was already lying on a soft bed, and Mo Ziqing beside her was looking at her with concern: "Hengbo, are you better?" ”

A bowl of soup was brought over at the side: "You have been asleep for a few days, come, drink a bowl of soup to replenish your body." ”

Luo Hengbo took the soup, drank two sips, rolled in his heart, wanted to vomit, pushed Mo Ziqing away, ran to the corner of the wall in a few steps, and spit out wildly with a spittoon, until he was about to vomit out his bitter gall, and barely stopped.

Mo Ziqing was worried and anxious, hurriedly handed over the water to rinse her mouth, and helped her to lie down on the bed, and then said with a little worry: "You are like this now, it is better to recuperate in the room, and save Bai Xinhan, I will go." ”