It would be a shame not to ask him to play the role of Zhang Fei.
Why do the two people's pills produced from the same alchemy furnace have such different effects?
A beauty and a beast.
Absolutely amazing.
Ji Yao's surprised voice attracted Meng Jin.
He looked up at Meng Bodu with a confused look on his face.
With just one glance, he thought of all the sad things in his life.
But he still couldn't control the corners of his mouth that kept rising.
“Hahahahahahahahahaha——”
He almost laughed to tears, and when he saw Bo Song's face flushed red from holding back his laughter, he quickly said seriously:
"Elder Meng, hahahahahahahahahaha——"
Looking at Meng Jin smiling like an idiot, Meng Bodu on the opposite side was about to explode.
Ji Yao quickly comforted:
"I'm really sorry, we've been professionally trained and generally don't laugh unless we can't help it!"
It would have been fine if she hadn't said it, but once she said it, Bai Song, who had been holding it in for a long time, finally broke down.
“Puff——”
The face surrounded by the beard looked even darker.
"Brother Bodu, don't worry. The success or failure of this trip depends on you."
Ji Yao quickly complimented him, otherwise she was worried that the bearded man in front of her would get angry and embarrassed.
Meng Bo was so angry that his liver ached, but Ji Yao had said so much, what else could he do?
After all, we are close friends of many years.
He... admitted it.
Moreover, in order to avoid being thrown out by the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal World when coming down.
He strictly controlled the strength of this clone to the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.
As long as he doesn't encounter those old monsters who are stubbornly holding on and refuse to ascend this time, he is confident that he can protect her safety.
So she was right, this trip really depended entirely on him.
Meng Bodu snorted coldly, just think of it as paying for love.
Feeling that Meng Bodu's mood had calmed down, Ji Yao shook the branch and spoke again:
"Well, you two will play the roles of a pair of twin guards, and Bo Song will play the role of the eldest daughter of a family of immortal cultivators."
As soon as these words came out, Meng Jin asked maliciously:
"I play the dragon and the phoenix, and Elder Meng plays the fetus? Hahahahahahahahahahaha——"
"boom--"
Meng Bodu retracted his fist expressionlessly and watched Meng Jin's figure gradually disappear from their sight.
Some people are alive, but they are already dead.
Farewell.
Bai Song and Ji Yao waved in unison at the foul-mouthed Meng Jin.
"If there are no other arrangements, we can set off now."
It was not until he saw Meng Jin's figure turned into a black dot and disappeared that Meng Bodu snatched the alchemy furnace from Bai Song's arms and walked away.
The ancestor was kidnapped in a moment of surprise!
Bo Song strongly resisted his robbery: "That's my ancestor, why are you robbing him?"
Meng Bodu paused and turned his head to look at the jumping little pine tree with disdain.
"When I was drinking with your ancestor, you were still eating mud."
After saying that, he flew away towards Mengjin.
That is also the only way to achieve Zen meditation.
Bo Song: "Fuck you!"
At that time, Bai Song had not yet transformed, so he was still eating mud.
Although this was true, she still felt insulted.
He is just relying on his strong power to act like a rogue.
As expected, none of the Qinglong clan are good people!
Seeing that Meng Bo was about to fly out of sight, Bai Song hurried to catch up with him, full of anger.
Ji Yao was a little uncomfortable with the sudden change of embrace.
"Brother Bodu, are you so cruel?"
Hearing these heartless words, Meng Bodu snorted coldly and did not answer.
He didn't show it on his face, but he started to complain secretly in his heart.
If you hadn't said that you liked gentle and elegant men, would I be like this?
In the demon world, the strong are respected. Most demon cultivators have hot tempers and will fight if they disagree with something.
Back then, after he realized his feelings, he specially brought a pot of spiritual wine to her temple.
He asked her in a roundabout way what kind of male cultivator she liked.
She replied: Gentle, elegant, and graceful.
He almost lost his grip on the wine glass at that time.
Oh.
Now it seems that even after reincarnation, her taste has not changed.
I still think he's cruel as always...
Meng Bodu's hands uncontrollably pinched the branch in his arms.
It took a little effort.
"Fuck! Why are you pinching me?"
Ji Yao had lived two lifetimes, but this was the first time that his arm had been secretly rubbed and pinched.
Weirdly angry.
This petty-minded Qinglong has no moral principles.
If he wasn't restricted by this strange body, Ji Yao would have to teach him a lesson today.
It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge, just wait!
"Ahem, there's a little bug up there..."
Meng Bodu felt guilty as he spoke this embarrassing excuse.
I can only speed up continuously to cover up my embarrassment.
Bo Song, who had been chasing him relentlessly, was about to catch up with him, but in the blink of an eye, the bastard disappeared again.
Even more angry.
Meng Jin, who was helped by Meng Bodu's punch, crashed into the forest at the foot of Dingchan Sect's mountain like a falling jinx.
A whole tree of birds flew away in fright.
Standing up from the dead branches and leaves, Meng Jin took the leaves off his head and muttered:
"Tsk, I finally know whose temper my father has."
When he flew into the air and took a look, he was surprised to see that he was sent directly to Dingchan Sect.
I wonder if those old guys from Ding Zen Sect have discovered him.
Now that we are here, why not go to Ding Zen Buddhism together to have some fun?
Thinking of this, Meng Jin carelessly lifted up his robe and took out a round jade slip.
"Meng... Tai, I have arrived at the Ding Zen sect."
Ji Yao felt the wind rushing past and secretly felt fortunate that he was now a tree.
You can even get a free ride, unlike poor Bo Song, who has to huff and puff and chase after the car.
Less than a quarter of an hour.
Meng Bodu stood at the foot of Dingchan Sect's mountain, looking up at the huge Buddha statue with eyes full of compassion on the top of the mountain.
There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
Wearing a compassionate image, but doing uncompassionate things.
When Meng Jin felt Meng Bodu's presence coming, he saw his arrogant look as if he wanted to overthrow Ding Chan Sect.
Subconsciously, I stayed three meters away from him.
This person is like a bomb; you only know how tragic it is when you meet him.
Amitabha!
Meng Jin clasped his hands together and observed a three-second silence for the unknown unfortunate soul of the Zen sect.
When Bai Song arrived, panting, Meng Bodu was about to raise his foot to break through the Dingchan Sect's protective formation.
“Wait!!!”
Bai Song rushed forward in rage, aiming directly at the alchemy furnace in his arms.
"You reckless man, don't you know what it means to outsmart others?"
While slandering Meng Bodu, Bo Song began to fight for the ownership of his ancestor without mercy.
Seeing that his hands didn't relax at all, Bo Song almost bit his gums to pieces.
Depend on.
In that case, don't blame me for using my special trick.
Bai Song used his spiritual power, moved his body closer, and held Meng Bodu's arms tightly with both hands.
"Ancestor, he molested me—"
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