"How can Meng Po's soup be drunk indiscriminately, this is no joke. ”

The anxiety on Ao Chun's face was very real, and Meng Po on the side couldn't help but chuckle when she saw his appearance, "You are a funny person, you have to take care of a bowl of soup, you really drink my soup is to forget the past and fall into reincarnation?"

Ao Chun was a little stunned by Meng Po's question, and blushed slightly: "Isn't that the case? ”

Meng Po smiled forward and back, her beautiful face was dyed crimson, she pointed at Ao Chun, and finally held back a sentence, "You are still a fairy, you don't even understand reincarnation, forget it, I won't talk to you more, please drink a bowl of soup, and gain more knowledge." ”

After speaking, Meng Po brought a bowl of soup and handed it to Ao Chun, Ao Chun hesitated a little but didn't dare to drink it, the name Meng Po soup is really a bit infiltrating.

Ao Chun was still hesitating, she had already taken a sip of it, she frowned slightly, as if she was a little dissatisfied, "The taste of the soup is lighter, and there seems to be something missing." ”

"You are sensitive, in recent years, there is no trace of the sharks in the South China Sea, and the taste of the sharks' tears is naturally worse if you can't find them, so you can just take two sips. Meng Po regretted in her heart, her soup is a famous delicacy in the Three Realms, but now that the ingredients are beginning to be missing, can she really only rely on boiling the dust soup to survive?

Meng Po sighed, but she didn't sleep, but she had already put down the bowl and thought about the bridge and went away, after crossing the bridge is the empty underworld and the real ghost world.

Ao Chun took a sip with some hesitation, the soup entrance was light but the aftertaste was endless, as if the world was mixed with all kinds of flavors, and it was as if it was tasteless at all, but thousands of thoughts came to his heart, making people fall into an indescribable faint sorrow, he just hurriedly put down the bowl, and looked at Meng Po with some horror, this soup is definitely strange.

"Hehehe, this soup is called red dust tears, it can mobilize people's thoughts, how it tastes good, if you like it, you can taste this bowl of 'heart-wrenching'. Meng Po took out a bowl of soup and handed it to Ao Chun, a bowl of red soup in the white porcelain bowl was steaming, I couldn't see what it was boiled from, just listening to the name Ao Chun was going to retreat, he hurriedly chased in the direction of sleeplessness, and the little pepper on the side also hurriedly followed, for fear that Meng Po, a strange woman, would give her something strange.

In the main hall of the empty underworld city, a red-clothed ghost king Yahiko sat on the throne, she held a white jade tea cup in her hand, holding the lid to sweep the floating leaves on the tea soup, the slight heat floated, the faint tea fragrance hit people, the beauty was slender, but it was a pleasing scene, but it was a pity that no one seemed to be willing to appreciate such a scene, the people of all the forces under the throne were already full of impatience, they had come to the empty underworld city for many days, regardless of the fact that the ghost king had not seen them until today, just the casual appearance of the ghost king made people angry。

"It's been so many days, I wonder if the Ghost King can think about it?" finally someone couldn't help but open his mouth, this person was wearing a red robe, full of beard, and looked like a straight person, he stood up at this moment, covering the light outside the house, just shrouded Yahiko in a shadow.

Yahiko frowned as if she didn't like it, she took a sip of tea, the tea swirled on the tip of her tongue, and the faint tea fragrance was thick, only then did her mood calm down slightly, she raised her eyes and glanced at the person lightly, and snorted lightly, "I thought you were here to pay homage to your birthday, and I was kind enough to meet you, you guys are good, all of them want to use me, if you want to fight, you will fight, why bother to tell me, I am all lonely ghosts here, and I can't play a role in the battle." You must remember to kill more simply when you fight, and directly scatter your souls, so as not to disturb my empty underworld city, and then you will have to expand it, but it will be troublesome. ”