The origin of the super seminary

Chapter 101 It's Better to Drink a Bowl of Mengpo Soup and Forget Everything About Him, You Are Still You...

"Longevity!"

"Longevity!"

In the dream, Sanqi was terrified, and in front of him was a man in a white robe and white hair with his back to Sanqi, and his right hand was locking Changsheng's throat, holding it.Changsheng struggled desperately, desperately reaching out to himself!
"Longevity!"

"Longevity!"

Sanqi tried his best to lean towards Changsheng, but found that his body had no strength at all, even though he forced himself out of the body, he still couldn't move at all.

"Let him go! Let him go! I beg you to let him go!" Sanqi begged that figure, he looked at that figure like his most familiar relative but extremely strange...

"Do you want me to let him go?" A strange voice sounded
"Leave Changsheng alone, I'll give you whatever you want!" Sanqi subconsciously said, as if she knew the other party's purpose.

"Give me everything?" The strange voice said with a smile, "Okay! Then give me the vagina!"

"Yinjuan!" Sanqi was shocked, as the matter of Yinjuan was related to the underworld, it was not up to her Po Meng to decide.And Pluto will never let Yinjuan leave Hades!

"It's impossible!" Sanqi shouted
"Impossible? It seems that you don't care about his life at all! Then you can say goodbye to him!"

"No!"

"Crack!"

"No! No! Longevity! Longevity!"

"what!"

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"Sanqi!" Ah Xiang rushed in when she heard the exclamation

"Axiang!" Sanqi looked at Axiang and asked anxiously, "Where is Changsheng? Where is Changsheng? Is he alright! Is he alright!"

"Sanqi, calm down! Calm down!" Ah Xiang held Sanqi tightly
"Longevity!"

"Longevity!"

"Sanqi, what's the matter? Changsheng didn't come back! Where is Changsheng! What you are dreaming is a dream!" Ah Xiang shouted

"Dream...dream..." Sanqi muttered and gradually calmed down
"Sanqi!" Ah Xiang looked at Sanqi worriedly
"I dreamed... Changsheng is dead! Dead!" Sanqi fell exhaustedly into Ah Xiang's arms, "Dead..." fell into sleep again~~
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"bump!"

In the barracks, Du Moyan's punch brought up a large amount of wind and sand.

"My lord!" Lan Sheng worried
"Huh~ It's okay!" Du Moyan took a deep breath to calm himself down, and asked Axiang to give Sanqi a bowl of soup!

"Yes!" Lan Sheng took the order

"Wait..." Du Moyan shouted, "Well... let Axiang decide according to the situation!"

"Yes!" Lan Sheng turned and left

"Changsheng! Changsheng! Chen Shi is such a good trick! Love and love is really scary! But since you have played with Sanqi, you are ready to pay back everything you have!" Du Moyan called out Soul Eater came out of the army and came to the distance, throwing out pieces of gun shadows, bringing up yellow sand all over the sky...

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thirty days later
"Sanqi!" Ah Xiang walked over with a bowl of soup and looked at the packed luggage next to Sanqi, so angry, "You idiot! Pack your luggage and you want to go out of hell!"

"It's been thirty days, and longevity hasn't come yet!" Sanqi said foolishly
"I think you are really stupid!" Ah Xiang said, "Even if he doesn't come, you can't leave the underworld! You are Po Meng, who holds an important position, how can you leave easily! Besides, you are not far away from the [-] Yin soldiers. If the decoration fails, they will let you leave Huangquan!"

"Fake monks won't stop me!" Sanqi said silently
"I know how much King Yan Luo takes care of you, but if you leave Huangquan in front of him and he ignores it, do you know what punishment he will receive? You have the heart to let you go for a long life that you have only known for less than a year. The closest person is punished?" Ah Xiang angrily scolded

"..." Sanqi didn't reply

"Sanqi!" Seeing this tone, Ah Xiang softened and looked at the Mengpo soup in her hand, thinking that maybe it would be better to forget what Lan Cheng had said.

"Drink it! Although the soup is a bit smelly, you boil it yourself, and no one will dislike you! Here it is!" Ah Xiang handed Meng Po soup to Sanqiyi, but Sanqi Don't even look at it.

"Why are you so stubborn!" Ah Xiang said

"I don't want to drink! I want to wait for Changsheng here. I'm afraid that if I drink it, I will forget Changsheng. If he comes and I forget him, it will be bad if I eat him again!" Sanqi worried.
"Why do you have to hang yourself to study at the tree of longevity! Do you think this is okay? When I go back to the underworld to find Ah Cha and ask her to marry you and Zhao Li, look, you both live in the underworld. They are all immortal, right, right!" Axiang suggested, but looking at Sanchi's unmoved expression, Axiang's expression sank and continued, "Even if the immortal can come back, but he is a mortal, he will get sick , will grow old and die! And once he dies, he will enter reincarnation and you will never find him again. Simply drink this bowl of soup today, forget about him, and relax. You are still you, Huangquan Meng Po !"

Sanqi was slightly moved, and looked at the bowl of soup in Ah Xiang's hand.Hesitantly took it, looking at this bowl of soup, she seemed to see all kinds of things in the past.Seeing his every frown, every word and every smile seemed to be engraved in my mind.

It turned out that I fell in love with him!Thirty-seven is clear.As long as I see him, I feel inexplicably happy, and when I don't see him, I feel inexplicably sad.Even if I can never see Changsheng again, I can't bear to forget him!
Do you like it here?

Sanqi, who has never shed tears since she was a child, has always been happy, shed her first tear!
"drop!"

Tears dripped down Sanqi's cheeks into the Mengpo soup in her hand...

In an instant, the originally dark Mengpo soup turned light blue, and a burst of fragrance spread out from it, even if you smell it carefully in the distant military camp, you can feel it.

"Crack!"

Du Moyan, who was writing a reply to Meng Qi, suddenly broke the brush in his hand!He casually threw it aside and took out another one without writing many words, then broke it again, and Du Moyan simply stopped writing.Walk out of the handsome tent and look at Meng Pozhuang in the distance.

"What are you doing for?" Du Moyan asked himself, suddenly he didn't believe the reason he said before.What is it for?
Outside Meng Po Village
Ah Xiang was overjoyed when she saw the changed Meng Potang

"Sanqi, your Mengpo soup is ready!"

"Ok?"

Sanqi came back to look at the Mengpo soup in his hand, it turned out that this was Mengpo soup, and this was the reason why A Niang didn't want to tell her.

"Mengpo soup needs eight flavors soup, one drop of raw tears, two old tears, three tears of bitterness, four cups of tears of regret, five inches of tears of lovesickness, six cups of tears in illness, seven feet of tears of parting, and the eighth taste is The sad tears of a Meng Po..."

Meng Qi, who was far away in the Hall of Yan Luo in the underworld, couldn't help feeling a burst of heartache.

She followed her heart and looked at the eight hundred miles of Huangquan.

"Why am I so flustered... Something happened on March [-]... No, Du Moyan is adding fifty thousand Yin soldiers, and Chen Shi can't even add those so-called strong men in the mortal world... What is it? Du Moyan... Du Moyan Mo Yan..."

(End of this chapter)