Finding that Meng Po's eyes were not good, Jin Qing moved his gaze from Meng Po soup to Meng Po's stomach.

After devouring the black mist just now, although Meng Po's body shrunk, her stomach was huge, making her whole person look very uncoordinated.

And Jin Qing just found that Meng Po's stomach seemed to move.

Finding that Jin Qing was staring at her stomach intently, Meng Po directly turned the white of Jin Qing's eyes: a rare and strange dry ghost.

The Meng clan has been a god-created underworld species since ancient times, and they are god-made weapons that maintain the relationship between the gods and the ghost clan.

Each Meng Po has a physique close to a god, close to the appearance of a ghost, and there is great potential in their bodies, they can change the appearance of their bodies at will, they can use their innate mana and talent at will, they can devour all kinds of ghosts and ghosts and those who are combined by the ghosts and ghosts to form a new powerful species, but they are not endowed with independent spirit and free will, and can only be trapped by this bridge for eternity.

Seeing Jin Qing staring intently at her big belly, Meng Po also lowered her head according to her eyes, looking at her stomach and frowning: How could this evil ghost today digest so slowly.

Meng Po was thinking about it when she saw a spike-shaped bulge appear on her round belly, as if something wanted to get out of her belly.

Meng Po, who feeds on ghosts, was also shocked when she saw this situation: the body of this evil ghost was extremely strong, indicating that it had devoured many living souls and dead souls, but as long as it was a soul, it could be decomposed by her body and eventually become the nutrients of her body.

Now this evil ghost is not only not digested, but even plans to burrow out of her stomach, thinking of the possibility that she dare not think about, Meng Po only felt panicked in her heart: Could it be that this evil ghost has also devoured the immortal soul!

Because the gods who created the Meng Po clan at the beginning, in order to prevent the Meng Po clan from becoming bigger, they rebelled, so they set a ban on the Meng Po clan.

Not only is there only one person per generation, but although they can devour the souls of any race, they cannot touch the souls of the Protoss, the Immortal Clan, and those who are about to rank in the Immortal Class.

However, since this kind of high-grade souls generally go to the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo, or go directly to the king of Mount Tai, the Meng Po of the past generations have not touched this kind of high-grade soul.

Meng Po looked at her increasingly sharp and arched belly, as if something was about to crawl out of her navel, and her heart suddenly became mixed: there is no need to think about it anymore, there is definitely a trace of immortal soul in this evil ghost's body.

Meng Po didn't expect that these unlucky things that dozens of Meng Po had not encountered would make her stand up.

Jin Qing looked at Meng Po, and then looked at the soup pot next to him: If this Meng Po died because she ate the wrong thing, would this pot of soup belong to Lao Tzu?

707 was once again stunned by his host's brain circuit: "If Meng Po dies, you won't even be able to drink boiling water." "Is his host crazy from hunger, does she really think that in this underworld, she can eat the food of anyone in her mouth?

After listening to 707's words, Jin Qing suddenly discovered the importance of Meng Po.

Jin Qing looked at Meng Po and directly stretched out his hand behind his back, wanting to see if he could shoot out the evil ghost in Meng Po's stomach with a stick.

707 is not even lazy to stop it, it is estimated that if the stick of his brain-dead host is filmed, there will be no more Meng Po in the world.

At the same time, 707 still has a little broken jar in his heart: after so many worlds, why is he so unlucky, every day with his own host to be frightened and not to mention, all kinds of collapses that are still alive.

Now this situation is actually just right, he will wait and see now, how the world consciousness that lured his own host into the house will cry when the time comes!

Hua Yan stood next to Meng Po, trying to input the ghost qi that he had cultivated in the underworld over the years, as well as the only remaining demon qi, into Meng Po's body to help Meng Po check the situation in her body.

And Meng Po is also trying to use the breath around her body, trying to find a breakthrough point to digest this evil ghost in one fell swoop, because she just found out that this evil ghost doesn't know what to do in her body, and she can't spit out this evil ghost!

Just when Meng Po and Hua Yan were too busy to do anything, no one noticed that Jin Qing was puffing out her cheeks and preparing to summon her mace with a serious face...

Before Jin Qing could shout the summoning slogan, he heard a wolf howl in the distance, which was very loud and smoothly covered Jin Qing's voice.

Therefore, none of the ghosts present found out when Jin Qing had an extra mace on his hand.

Jin Qing frowned and looked into the distance, only to see a huge snow-white figure running in his direction.

With every step it took to run, Jin Qing felt that the ground around this Meng Po Pavilion was trembling.

But fortunately, she got used to it while shaking.

Hua Yan and Meng Po, who were originally a little flustered, were relieved when they heard this voice, and they were probably saved now.

This figure came very quickly, and when he ran in front of Jin Qing, Jin Qing found that it was a two-story tall white wolf, this white wolf was majestic, a pair of emerald eyes were blazing, the hair on his body was fluffy, and his skin was shiny, which looked extremely beautiful.

After seeing this white wolf, Jin Qing looked at this white wolf in a trance: "emmm" Why did she feel that this wolf was a little familiar!

707: "You dead man who has no conscience, don't you have any points in your heart for what evil you have done yourself?"

According to the space calendar, Baiyan has been in the pet training base for thousands of years, and it is estimated that he will be an old wolf with the heart of a newspaper when he is released now......

Just when Jin Qing was calculating in his heart where he had seen this white wolf, he heard Hua Yan call in surprise to the white wolf: "Listen to your lord!" ”

The image of the white wolf in front of him is an incarnation of Di Ting, and his body is the image of a cluster of beasts, gathering the advantages of all things as one, he is a special creature with a tiger head, a single horn, dog ears, a dragon body, a lion tail, and a unicorn foot.

Di Ting is the mount of the Jizo Bodhisattva, and it is also a psychic beast that lies under the Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra on weekdays.

Diting has a very special ability, that is, it can recognize everything in the world by listening, especially good at listening to people's hearts, as long as there are that kind of ghosts that are difficult to deal with, the Jizo King Bodhisattva will send Diting out to help, until the matter is resolved.

Di Ting came to stand in front of the three ghosts, nodded at the three of them with his huge wolf head as a sign of politeness, and then said to the three of them: "Come with me, the master wants to see you!" Then he lowered his head and opened his mouth to gently bite Meng Po's waist, and then ran in the opposite direction of the reincarnation well.