Chapter 1662 Even the Heavenly King and I can't do it!
"one more bowl!"
With a bright smile on his face, Xiao Yi grinned at Granny Meng in front of him.
Again¡¡
one more bowl?
Po Meng looked at Xiao Yi in bewilderment, and swallowed the words that just came to her lips.
What is another bowl?
Do you think this is a nourishing soup?
Is one bowl not enough for another bowl?
Xiao Yi looked at the sluggish Po Meng with playfulness, smiled and said: "What? Could it be that Po Meng soup is not allowed to drink more?"
Granny Meng's face became serious.
A pair of eagle-like sharp eyes stared at Xiao Yi, as if to see through him, his voice was low and ferocious: "I didn't expect that there would be people who would dare to ask the old woman for Meng Po's soup, but boy, the old woman can use this soup for me." It is made from the water of the Wangchuan River. If the Wangchuan River is not dry, the Mengpo soup will be endless, are you sure you want to continue drinking it?"
"Then continue!"
Xiao Yi smiled and nodded.
Po Meng snorted coldly: "Please!"
"please!"
Xiao Yi also made a gesture of invitation, picked up a bowl, and drank it down in one gulp.
"Come again!"
"Again!"
"continue¡¡"
A bowl.
Two bowls.
Three bowls
Before he knew it, Xiao Yi had already drank hundreds of bowls.
Po Meng was already dumbfounded.
Gollum!
Langya and Lei Peng looked at each other, and they both saw the shock and confusion on the other's face.
Langya secretly transmitted the sound: "Lei Peng, what is His Royal Highness Son doing? Is it possible that he really intends to finish this Mengpo soup? But didn't Mengpo say that? Mengpo soup is made from Wangchuanhe It is boiled from the water, the Wangchuan River is not dry, and the Mengpo soup is endless"
"How can we speculate on the Lord's thoughts? Let's see first and then talk" Lei Peng responded.
at the same time.
Po Meng filled another bowl of Po Meng's soup, and the hand holding Po Meng's soup was trembling slightly, even though she said that Wang Chuanhe would not dry up Po Meng's soup. In fact, it takes a long time and a lot of her energy to make Mengpo soup every time.
If Xiao Yi really drank all these Mengpo soups.
Then there is going to be a big problem in front of the Naihe Bridge.
Po Meng glanced at the endless team, if Meng Po soup could not be supplied in time, unable to prevent the people in these teams from passing through the Naihe Bridge, even he would have to suffer.
Think about it once.
Granny Meng lowered her voice and said, "Young man, you've also drunk a lot, why don't you just forget about it! The old lady asked you to cross the river, how about it?"
"There are also my friends, who also want to go there together!" Xiao Yi pointed to Langya and Lei Peng.
Po Meng froze for a moment, then quickly shook her head and said: "It's impossible, the old woman has violated the rules by letting you cross the river alone, it is absolutely impossible for other people"
"Oh well!"
Xiao Yi nodded regretfully, and under Po Meng's almost fiery gaze, he grabbed the big pot that made Po Meng's soup with both hands, sucked in the tornado in his mouth, and rolled Po Meng's soup into a ball The water dragon flew towards his mouth.
Ton ton ton!
Xiao Yi was like swallowing a whale.
The Mengpo soup in that cauldron seemed to be bottoming out.
"Stop, stop, stop quickly"
Po Meng can no longer keep her calm, if this goes on, she will drink up all the Meng Po soup. Thinking of losing the restraint of Meng Po soup, the souls on the bank of Wangchuan River that can't see the end swarmed up, but what can I do? There is a possibility that the bridge will collapse completely.
Think about it once.
Po Meng had no choice but to bite the bullet and shout: "I agree to your terms!"
Only then did Xiao Yi stop.
Raising his hand to wipe Po Meng's soup from the corner of his mouth, Xiao Yi threw the bowl in his hand to Po Meng, and then said: "In that case, Po Meng will send the three of us across the bridge!"
"Okay, okay!"
Granny Meng was eager to send Xiao Yi, the god of plague, away immediately. With a wave of her hand, a mysterious energy enveloped the three of Xiao Yi.
The three of them only felt that their figures were light and fluffy.
Set foot on the Naihe Bridge.
I can no longer feel the terrifying energy suppression.
Xiao Yi and the three of them walked towards the opposite side of the Naihe Bridge as if strolling in the courtyard. There was a look of silence on the bridge.?? Advance by leaps and bounds.
Even the position of fortune was banned, and it is not impossible to truly become the commander of the battlefield in the realm!
To know¡¡
Fortune was able to get this position because his master is the Lord of the Paradise of Paradise!
This is an incomparably luscious treasure.
A row of ten people is arranged one character at a time.
Xiao Yi stood in the middle of the team, and Hong Yi stood at the front.
A group of ten people passed through the sea of ??flowers on the other side like a long black snake.
This is all the way.
As they walked past, the Bianhua flowers emitting a dark yellow light on the ground gradually lost their brilliance, and the yellow light dissipated wherever they passed. This weird scene made Lei Peng, who was standing at the back of the line, feel horrified.
"Be careful, you must not touch those Bianhua flowers that are shining with yellow light" the red dress said via voice transmission.
Xiao Yi frowned and said, "Why? What's so unusual about this Bianhua, that it must be in a team of ten people?"
Seeing that everyone has come to the center of the sea of ??flowers on the other side.
Hong Yi suddenly stopped in her tracks, looked back at Xiao Yi and the others, with a ferocious sneer on her face: "That's because all nine of you have to be buried with me!" (Remember this website: www.hlnovel .com