Meng Po said ghostly on the side: "Little girl, you don't have to work in vain, you drank the soup made by my Meng Po Meng, and you want him to remember you, it's just wishful thinking." [Latest chapter reading.]"

"Impossible, he said, even if you drink Meng Po soup and walk across the Nai He Bridge, you will never forget me!"

Xuanyuan Qingyi looked at Jiang Xiaochen, who was already stunned at this time, and said in pain.

Meng Po said sarcastically on the side: "Men don't have a good thing, that's just a love story to lie to you." ”

"No, he won't lie to me, he won't forget what he says, he won't forget!"

"Silence, you tell me that you haven't forgotten me, have you?"

Xuanyuan Qingyi asked at this time holding Jiang Xiaochen in his arms.

At this time, Xuanyuan Qingyi completely buried Jiang Xiaochen's head in her chest.

Well, at this moment, Jiang Xiaochen felt a little difficult to breathe.

Xuanyuan Tsing Yi's breasts are perfect, with amazing elasticity and an intoxicating fragrance.

"Tsing Yi, how can I forget you, even if I drink Meng Po soup and walk across the Nai He Bridge, I won't forget you!"

"Tsing Yi, I'm going to be suffocated by you, can you let me get up first?"

At this time, there was a sudden sound of Jiang Xiaochen's humming.

However, when Xuanyuan Qingyi heard this, he was pleasantly surprised.

"Silent dust, you...... You really haven't forgotten!"

"Do you really remember me?"

Xuanyuan Qingyi was very excited and excited, but she didn't expect that Jiang Xiaochen really remembered her.

Those words are not deceptive love words, but true.

Because, Jiang Xiaochen really drank a pot of Meng Po soup.

"Because there is an unforgettable girl in my heart, who exists in my soul, my life, my blood, and any part of my body, so, no matter what, even if I drink Meng Po soup and walk across the Nai He Bridge, I will never forget it. ”

This passage moved Tsing Yi.

And Jiang Xiaochen really hasn't forgotten him.

"Originally, I had forgotten everything, but because of you, Tsing Yi, you made me not forget my past life and this life!"

Jiang Xiaochen solemnly spoke.

At this time, he could only give credit to Xuanyuan Qingyi.

After all, it cannot be said that he is the reincarnation of a soul.

In other words, the reason why Jiang Xiaochen drank a pot of Meng Po soup did not forget his past and present lives, it was because of his soul.

If you don't enter reincarnation, you won't forget your feelings!

How could Meng Po Tang take away his memory?

Meng Po Tang not only did not take away his memory, but the effect of the decoction in it made Jiang Xiaochen's injuries recover at an alarming speed.

At least, this pot of Meng Po soup made Jiang Xiaochen regain his strength.

"This Meng Po soup really contains countless precious elixirs, and then it is refined by secret methods, if it is eliminated from the negative effects of forgetfulness and enslavement. That's the supreme elixir soup. ”

Jiang Xiaochen sighed!

At the same time, he operated the "Source Character Ancient Scripture" and quickly refined the medicinal power in Meng Po Soup.

At this time, the old woman on the side, Meng Po, was completely shocked and felt incredulous.

"No way, how is this possible, you're okay even if you drink my soup. ”

Meng Po shouted, her body trembling, unable to accept such a fact.

For a long time, no one who had drunk the soup she had made herself, whether it was a ghost or a monk, had not forgotten her past and present lives, and had to be enslaved by her in the end.

Only Jiang Xiaochen was the exception, and there was nothing wrong at all.

Could it really be because of that girl that he didn't forget everything.

After drinking Meng Po soup, walking across the Nai He Bridge, not forgetting the original intention, not forgetting the lover!

Only by witnessing it with your own eyes can you know how touching it is.

At least, Xuanyuan Tsing Yi was moved.

Even Meng Po was touched in her heart.

But soon, that touch was replaced by boundless anger.

"Jiang Xiaochen, no matter what you do today, I will never let you leave here. Miss wants your soul, then I, Meng Po, will leave your soul immortal. ”

"I, Meng Po, train ghosts, the most skillful, I will let your soul be tortured by the most painful soul in the world. ”

Meng Po Senran said coldly.

And taking this opportunity, Jiang Xiaochen had already finished refining the medicinal power of Meng Po Tang.

He looked at Meng Po quietly and said, "Your young lady can calculate that I am here, but has she calculated that you can't keep me at all?"

"Moreover, she calculated again and again, but failed again and again, I really admire her perseverance. ”

"However, I will soon set foot on the Nine Days, and she will have fewer and fewer chances to calculate me, so remember to tell her when you go back, but hurry up. ”

"In a little while, I'm afraid there will be no chance. ”

Jiang Xiaochen said lightly.

Needless to say, he naturally knew who the young lady in Meng Po's mouth was.

Chang Er Xian!

No one but her would have calculated so accurately, and it was all aimed at him.

It's just that her calculations, in Jiang Xiaochen's opinion, are just a small road.

Under the crushing strength, all calculations are in vain.

This woman is really relentless.

Failure after failure, calculation after calculation.

In this way, she is not annoyed, and Jiang Xiaochen also feels very annoyed.

Last time, the spring love in the air blew her up, and it still doesn't seem to make her remember it for a long time.

Next time, I'm afraid that I will need to use more drastic means to punish her.

Jiang Xiaochen said secretly in his heart.

But his face was indifferent.

Meng Po is the opposite, her face is difficult to see.

This time, the young lady calculated very accurately, but it was just that she didn't do it herself, and she couldn't take Jiang Xiaochen.

However, Miss also counted it, and Jiang Xiaochen was seriously injured.

Then, if you want to take him down, it will naturally be easy to turn your hands on him.

Meng Po said coldly: "Jiang Xiaochen, you don't have to be complacent, this is just the beginning. ”

"You're so badly injured, can't you still resist?"

Jiang Xiaochen smiled confidently and indifferently: "With your burly and ghostly skills, you also want to keep me?"

Jiang Xiaochen, who was seriously injured, was so ridiculed that Meng Po was even more furious.

"Look for death!"

"A hundred ghosts walk at night, devouring all souls. ”

Between Meng Po's angry shouts, a ghost mark had already condensed, and Xiang Jiang was killed.

At the same time, in all directions, hundreds of ghosts floated in, wanting to devour people's souls.

Surrounded by a hundred ghosts, Xuanyuan Qingyi only felt a chill in his body, between heaven and earth, there was already a ghostly atmosphere, and Y was extremely cold.

At this time, Xuanyuan Qingyi was also seriously injured and lacked combat power, and he was not at all able against these terrifying hundred ghosts.

Moreover, she is also inexperienced in the face of ghosts.

Ghosts, who attack this Lord mainly with their souls.

If a ghost fire is condensed, it can easily incinerate the monk's soul.

At this time, hundreds of ghosts floated away, spit out ghost fire, and burned towards Jiang Xiaochen and Xuanyuan Qingyi.

If it is in an intact state, the soul of this hundred ghosts, a little ghost fire, why should Jiang Xiaochen be afraid?

The colorful soul can sweep away all the charms.

But not now, the thought of the divine soul is too weak, if he reluctantly fights with the way of the soul, even if he can destroy these hundred ghosts, it will inevitably make him hurt and hurt.

However, Jiang Xiaochen couldn't use the Colorful Divine Soul, so he naturally had other means.

At this time, the Soul Refining Banner flew out, and when it saw the hundred ghosts floating, it had become extremely excited.

Refining souls, refining souls, refining billions of ghosts, Fang Wei.

Therefore, the real horror of the Soul Refining Banner is actually on the ghosts.