Chapter Seventy-Three: The Line Between Life and Death 8

Qing Yu raised his hand suspiciously to take off the black hat that Meng Po was wearing on his head, and at this time the wine also rushed over.

"What are you doing?"

Wine had intended to call her by name, but was disappointed to find that he didn't know her name yet.

Qingyu Nana withdrew her hand and glared angrily at the wine she had just followed, didn't you see that she was busy?

The wine was inexplicably glared at by her, what did he do to make her angry?

Jiu just opened his mouth to ask her why she was angry, but when she saw Meng Po behind Qing Yu, her pupils shrank, and she pulled Qing Yu to hide behind her, her expression was solemn, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"I have admired the name of Meng Po for a long time, if this friend of Benjun has any disrespect, I hope to bear with me."

"Heh, Shenjun, this friend of yours is terrible, the old student doesn't dare to worry about anything with her."

Meng Po glanced at someone standing behind the wine who was about to watch the play, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, the two of them almost caused a world war in this sabre-rattling, and this master actually came to watch the play.

"I said, little master, you better go back early, the realm is about to be chaotic."

Qing Yu was stunned for a second, staring at Meng Po's face, eager to see a hole.

Wine frowned to block her view, and although he didn't know where the realm was, he had a feeling that if he let her go there, she would never come back.

Trying to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, he turned to meet her.

"Do you recognize her?"

Qing Yu looked inexplicable, thinking about what the old guys in the realm were going to do, when she heard someone ask her subconscious answer.

"I don't know."

“…… It looks familiar, and it makes me think about it. ”

The wine was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but Qing Yu couldn't get up or down in the next sentence.

Qing Yu glanced at the wine with a constipated expression twice, and sure enough, the appearance was high, and any expression could be controlled, which was pleasing to the eye.

"Do you have a hidden disease?"

“……”

"Poof, hahahaha......"

Do the old student a favor, help the old student up, and the old student can laugh for another half a year.

Oh my mother, it's really rare to see the Demon Venerable deflated, although it's just a small split soul, but that can't change the fact that it's the soul of the Demon Venerable.

"What are you laughing at?"

Qing Yu feels inexplicable, is it that funny? They all collapsed to the ground laughing.

“…… Old, hahahahahahahaha"

No, they're going to die, do they want to laugh at the old life so that they can inherit the spiritual power of the old life?

The wine's face at this time was already black and couldn't be darker, if it weren't for someone here, he would have gone up and beaten him up a long time ago, and if he dared to laugh at Benjun, he would simply be impatient, but his current image in someone's heart is just a very weak merman, if his strength is exposed, there will be no sweetness to eat.

Qing Yu walked up to Meng Po, squatted down and helped her up, but the smile on her face became more and more ghostly.

"Isn't it funny? Well? ”

What's the matter, it's also the person she covers, and she doesn't seem to have been protected in the last world and let him go up in smoke, and this will affect her name in the future, so this world has to be protected.

Meng Po shook her head and waved her hand very knowingly.

"It's not funny, it's not funny."

How did this lord get on the hook with the Demon Venerable? It's actually protected.

Seeing this, the mood is instantly happy, don't want it, it's like eating a bottle full of stimulants, so high.

Meng Po felt faceless, Demon Venerable, why don't you pay attention to your image, the corners of her mouth are almost behind her ears.