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Chapter 399 The Wild Monkey Who Wants to Be King (22)
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Apparently, Po Meng is used to dominating Wang Chuanhe here, otherwise the evil spirits surrounding Sheng Ge would have dispersed like birds and beasts before she even dropped her finger.

Shengge: "..."

Is it really okay to be so simple and rude?
Shengge felt that he still hadn't learned the essence of simplicity and rudeness before.

This knowledge is broad and profound.

It is the highest level of pretense that someone like Po Meng can frighten countless wild ghosts so quietly.

Alas, she is still far behind.

The road is long and long.

Isn't it reasonable to say that a good ghost is good?
But why did Po Meng throw her into the Wangchuan River if she disagreed with her, and the evil ghost in the Wangchuan River would bite him if she disagreed with him.

Ah……

Monkeys are big pigs.

"Sister Meng, can the evil spirits in the Wangchuan River be killed at will? Don't they need reincarnation?"

Shengge didn't want to be contaminated with the karma of so many big ugly ghosts for no reason.

The cause and effect in the dark is the most unpredictable.

"Don't worry, the ones near the Naihe Bridge are all those who have been vicious for thousands of years, and they will die without guilt."

"Not only will you not be contaminated by any karma, but you will be regarded as acting on behalf of the heavens, and the power of merit in your body will become stronger."

"Of course, the premise is that you can kill the other party, otherwise this group of evil spirits who have been soaked in the Wangchuan River for thousands of years will only tear you apart."

"Don't stare at me, there is nothing you can do to stare at me."

"This seat is also really curious. As a monkey, you are very lucky to have such pure thoughts in your soul."

Po Meng sat on the railing, her legs hanging down, shaking.

There are all beauties in the city, and there is nothing imperfect.

Shengge: "..."

That's amazing, my Miss Meng Po, I didn't expect you to be such a person.

Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Shengge finally knew where her familiarity with Po Meng came from.

Not because of the Great Sage, but because of herself.

Miss Meng Po's arrogant and humble appearance just now makes her teeth itch, isn't she what she used to be?
She has always been complacent about the gritted teeth in other people's hearts and the helplessness they have done to her.

hmmmmmm…

Is Miss Meng Po trying to rob her of the invincible Dao of Heaven?
Pretty lady, you are so beautiful, you are not suitable for this road that is easy to be sacked.

"Miss Meng Po, you are beautiful and charming, bright and majestic, how could Xiaoxian be afraid of you, Xiaoxian is afraid of ugly and hideous ghosts."

Shengge tried desperately to climb up, but every time she just left the river, Miss Meng Po's long belt was thrown on Shengge's shoulders as if she had eyes.

With a plop, Shengge fell down again.

"You don't need to praise me for her beauty. It is obvious to all. You should stay in this river of forgetfulness. After an hour, if you are still alive, I will make an exception and take you to the Sansheng Stone."

Po Meng conjured a long sword out of nowhere, with a bright red dress, fluttering skirts, wide sleeves, and a long belt that danced with the wind when she danced the sword.

Meng Pomei's publicity is just wanton.

Shengge has been in the heaven for many years, and has seen the delicacy and elegance of the fairies in the Moon Palace, but at this moment, she actually feels that the most beautiful scenery in the world is the dance of Po Meng.

Chang'e is lonely, why is Po Meng not lonely?

"Don't look, if you look any further, those evil spirits will tear you apart."

"This dance is to celebrate your victory. Doesn't the mortal world have such a ceremony before the battle?"

As soon as Po Meng's dance was over, it seemed that the signal for the evil spirits to rush towards Shengge had been activated.

For Shengge, being good or not is secondary. What makes her most unacceptable is the hot eyes.

The hanged ghost came from nowhere, stretched out his long tongue, and wrapped it around Shengge's ankle recklessly.

It was sticky and cold, and Sheng Ge suddenly had goosebumps all over his body.

shit...

(#`) Convex

I really think this little fairy is a sick cat, and let you take advantage of it.

At first glance, the hanged ghost was a wretch, and he even licked her with his tongue.

Is it tolerable or unbearable.

It's a pity that there is still no weapon at hand.

Singer Sheng clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and began to smash down in all directions.

Regarding this picture, you can imagine a dish chicken cicada jumping without a thought, but the opponent still can't predict where it will land.

Isn't it funny that a king is negotiating a pre-judgment with Little Bronze?

Sheng Ge with his eyes closed won't be touched by the big clown.

Alas, I don't know if Wu Dalang will be disgusted like this when he is reincarnated in the underworld.

It's so bleak.

Sitting on the railing, Granny Meng, who was about to watch the play for a while, was so surprised that all the melon seeds in her hand fell to the ground.

Didn't you say you're afraid of ghosts?
This seat just put on a pose to watch the show and it's over like this?

Is it so cruel?
Po Meng thought to herself, could this monkey be regarded as a blind cat hitting a dead mouse?

Shengge had just opened his eyes, and before he could appreciate his vicious performance, he felt something slamming down on his head and face.

┐（─__─）┌
melon seeds...

It turned out to be melon seeds...

It's still fried at the right heat, the kind that is fragrant.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had just beaten countless big ugly ratios with his own hands, would Sheng Ge just grab some and put them in his mouth to eat melon seeds?
and many more……

This is not the point, the point is why there are such fragrant fried melon seeds in Yincao Jifu and they are preserved so well.

Is the noble and glamorous Miss Meng Po planning to watch a show with melon seeds?
Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Shengge jumped out, stood on the Naihe Bridge and cast a cleansing spell.

"Miss Meng Po, can you tell me where these melon seeds come from?"

Sheng Ge pointed to the melon seeds floating on the Wangchuan River, and asked curiously.

"I brought it back by the way when I went to seduce the soul with the bull head and horse face."

Granny Meng spread her hands, looking at the melon seeds that fell on the Wangchuan River with some regret.

"It seems that I have to trouble the bull head and horse face again."

Seeing Po Meng stomping on the Naihe Bridge with her foot, the whole Huangquan Wangchuan trembled.

Shengge: "..."

⊙ω⊙
Did she finally see the true appearance of such-and-such a big president described in the domineering president's article, who would shake the whole country when he stomped his feet?
Well, Po Meng once again refreshed her cognition.

"Grandma and aunt Meng, what do you want me to tell you?"

Niutauma stood on the Naihe Bridge with sweat profusely and looked at Po Meng with lingering fear.

"Just give me an order if you have something to do."

The bull head horse noodles are really bull head horse noodles.

Long legs with abs and a body that explodes, even if the head is long, it's hard to say...

What a pity.

"Vulgar things like calling people are not in line with my style."

"The fried melon seeds you brought back may have your own ideas, and you don't want me to eat them, so I have to trouble the two of you to go to the mortal world and bring some back."

Granny Meng opened her eyes and spoke nonsense.

Sheng Ge had eyes for little stars, and he just liked a coquettish and unpretentious pretty lady like Meng Po.

　Before I knew it, there were 80 words...

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(End of this chapter)