The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 2295 Who Is Calculating Who

"It's better to be okay, otherwise I will definitely beat you."

Although Po Meng was relieved by her husband's boasting, she said it with certainty, but she still raised her fist secretly, pretending to be a fierce threat.

The two have known each other since thousands of years ago, and they have known each other for a long time, until Po Meng fell in the battle of the ancients and got the help of the suzerain, only then can they preserve their souls and enter ghost cultivation.

Jiao Lang felt that the days of staying together every day were stolen, so both of them respected the suzerain who gave him a helping hand.

Only when you have loved, you will know how important it is, and you will know how painful parting is.

So Jiao Lang just smiled and nodded when Granny Meng was so partial to the suzerain:
"My wife, you have the final say."

Jiao Lang, who wanted to get his face close to being beaten, and Po Meng, who was being teased, both didn't realize that the suzerain was wrong.

Perhaps it was because of Jiao Lang's strength when he crossed into the Lingtai, or maybe it was the Penglai wooden branches that had been cultivated.

But it is just now that he is a little bit energetic, so the suzerain, who sorted out things carefully, listened to the two of them show their affection, and at the same time reconfirmed what happened and what has not happened, possible problems and backup plans.

"What's the matter? What is the suzerain worried about?"

For the savior, Meng Po's level of care can be ranked ahead of Jiao Lang.

After all, if she hadn't been supported by the suzerain back then, she would have been the same as those great gods who fell in the war of the ancients back then, not to mention becoming a ghost cultivator, and she wouldn't even have a chance of life.

"Yeah, if there's anything, the suzerain might as well speak up and see if we can help."

In fact, Jiao Lang was most afraid of the sudden solemn feeling of the atmosphere. After he let out a breath slowly, although he didn't want to overthrow his previous words, he couldn't help but remind him: "Talking about your current situation, although you have Penglai wood Branches can be stable, but your half-soul body is too damaged.

It's easy to go wrong if there's a little trouble, I'm not talking about it, suzerain, you really need to meditate and take care of yourself.It's best not to think about anything, not to do..."

Having said that, he still couldn't hold back, and persuaded:
"Actually, regardless of the new helm of Penglai surnamed Zhou, since the suzerain has already made arrangements, don't think too much..."

"Can you tell the point!"

The suzerain was not bothered by Jiao Lang's words, Meng Po, who heard the ominous meaning in these words, was extremely displeased and yelled at him again.

Jiao Lang, who was pissed off by his wife, didn't dare to reply, so he could only say aggrievedly: "I'm telling you the truth. Of course, if the suzerain can calm down and take care of himself, I promise nothing will happen!"

The suzerain listened to the conversation between the husband and wife, and after sorting out everything, he felt an indescribable strange feeling flashing through his mind.

But exactly what was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, the suzerain who was leaning on the dry wheel couldn't help but rubbed his forehead with his hand.

"Why, suzerain, is this uncomfortable?"

Before Granny Meng could find fault with Jiao Lang, a light flashed in front of the suzerain's eyes.

Ever since Fat Tiger smashed Jiao Lang out with an empty bowl as a hidden weapon just now, she felt the strangeness, which surged together with the words of Granny Meng now, making the Suzerain suddenly figured out something, and at the same time, he felt a rare feeling in his heart. A shuddering feeling.

That strange feeling that made her uncomfortable.

Zhou You obviously hasn't fully recovered the evil emperor's memory yet, why did he use his magic to inform Po Meng and Jiao Lang?
Even logically speaking, Zhou You today should not even know who Po Meng and Jiao Lang are!
This abnormality was like a messy hair that was pulled out by the suzerain, and she had to follow the vines to recall the things when she got along with Zhou You carefully.

The Suzerain saw Zhou You for the last time on the Sea Watching Boat, and every word the latter said flashed through her mind again.

So in such a detailed analysis, she immediately caught the most abnormal point.

Zhou You never said that he did not recall the past!
The reason why it was judged that he hadn't merged with the Evil Emperor's memory was because the spirit travels thousands of miles. When the suzerain passed this skill to Zhou You, he wanted to use it to learn about his cultivation and memory in the future.

Because it was once created by the evil emperor to travel thousands of miles!
Originally the suzerain was because Zhou You acted like an ignorant person who had not recovered his memory, but now Po Meng and Jiao Lang were able to get the Penglai wooden branch hidden by the evil emperor in the secret room from Jiuzhong. In other words, even the suzerain, if there is no It is impossible to detect if you are guided.

Zhou You, the new helm of Penglai, who was discussed by Jiao Lang and others on the sea-viewing boat and pondered over and over again by the suzerain, was now watching the waves being broken, and whispered to Miezhu: "You said the suzerain has arranged what?"

Miezhu followed Zhou You's line of sight, and saw that Lei Zhenkun was gone on the top of the boat, and not even half of the water mirror that he had sensed before was left behind.

"Actually, no matter what is arranged, boss, it's useless for us to think too much now!"

After realizing that his boss was no longer on guard against him as before, the little black spider, who knew that he had changed, did not have the anxiety of being trembling when mentioning the suzerain and doing everything possible to avoid it.

After going through things like the capital, the capital, Penglai, the blood prison, and now re-boarding the sea-viewing ship, Miezhu can now answer very frankly to his boss:
"Boss, the suzerain's thoughts are not something we can guess!"

Just like what happened between Chu Qing, Vitian and the Ye family sisters before, Zhou You didn't know anything about their past grievances.

Even if he stays in the cabin all the time and reluctantly participates, it's just a waste of time, and it's because Zhou You knows this, that's why he retreats outright.

"you're right!"

Zhou You put away the Qiankun fan, he agreed with Miezhu's point of view, and stared down at the deck of the ship.

This is not the first time he has boarded a ship, nor is it the first time he has observed this ship.

The sea-watching boat is not so much described as well-made, as it is full of weirdness.

Although the sailing age has been so long that it is impossible to calculate the time, it may be because it is made of the magic weapon of the Guanhai clan, so there is no trace of time passing on it.

Zhou You stood on the top of the ship, looking at the ship sailing on the sea like a tall building from top to bottom.

The breaking waves carried a galloping momentum.

"Then let's not waste time!" Probably because of the strong sea breeze, Mie Zhu couldn't hear Zhou You's words clearly.

The little black spider clung tightly to his boss's shoulders. As a little monster that lived on land, Mie Zhu didn't like it very much...

(End of this chapter)