Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update back to the latest chapter of the earth as a god stick!Zhang Ziling did not line up like other ghosts, but went straight to Po Meng.

Seeing Zhang Ziling went directly to Po Meng, Du Lin opened his mouth to stop him, but in the end he didn't stop Zhang Ziling, he hesitated and followed.

Du Lin believed that Zhang Ziling must have his reasons for doing this.

The other ghosts didn't know Zhang Ziling's strength like Du Lin did. After seeing Zhang Ziling didn't choose to line up but went straight to Meng Po, they didn't stop Zhang Ziling, they just sneered.

They knew that Po Meng would definitely make a move.

Before this, there was a powerful Ghost Xiu who wanted to jump in the line, and was beaten up by Po Meng directly, and even had no chance of reincarnation.

Those ghosts who honestly line up here know that under Meng Po's allure appearance, there is a violent heart hidden.

Even the powerful Ghost Xiu here would choose to line up honestly, and would not dare to break the rules here.

"It seems that another idiot is going to provoke Master Meng Po."

"The soup served every day is limited. How could Master Meng allow to jump in the queue? I've been waiting here for two days, so don't you still queue up honestly?"

"Meng Po-sama will beat them to death in a while, so you don't need to watch it anymore."

A group of ghosts looked at Zhang Ziling's two ghosts with joking in their eyes, looking forward to the scene of Po Meng's action and destroy the three fools.

Po Meng is so beautiful, they are eager to see Po Meng's heroism.

Her every move is so charming.

"Po Meng?" Zhang Ziling walked up to Po Meng and asked.

"It's the concubine body, son."

Just when the ghost who was about to drink Meng Po soup was expecting Meng Po to rise up and kill the rude person, Meng Po actually saluted Zhang Ziling slightly, and surprised a lot of people, holding Meng Po soup. The one who dropped all the bowls on the ground, the thick soup spilled all over the place, turning into aura and dissipating.

After the soup was spilled, the gentle smile on Po Meng's face disappeared in an instant, and she glanced coldly at the ghost who had thrown away the bowl, so that the ghost was shocked.

What's wrong with Po Meng?

"You, line up behind!" Po Meng waved her sleeves directly, and the ghost was shot directly to the back of the team.

The ghost who ranked second looked at Po Meng's cold look now, and was too frightened to step forward, so he stood still in place.

For the current situation, the other ghosts all looked stupid and didn't know what happened.

Po Meng's attitude towards Zhang Ziling and her attitude towards them are completely different from heaven and earth!

For a while, the ghosts began to guess Zhang Ziling's identity, and they did not dare to laugh at Zhang Ziling anymore, and some ghosts even retreated quietly to the distance for fear of Zhang Ziling's troubles.

"On Huangquan Road, Po Meng has been observing us for a long time, right?" Zhang Ziling didn't care about the changes in the attitude of the surrounding ghosts towards him, and smiled directly at Po Meng.

"Let’s call Miss Meng... The name of Po Meng has always been disliked by the slave family. Everyone thinks that the slave family is an old woman." Po Meng gave Zhang Ziling a sullen expression, her voice was so sweet that she made the Meng Po heard around her. The soft voice's ghost body couldn't help shaking, and the soul trembled.

Meng Po was so irritable that she almost made the male ghosts unable to hold her back, and even the female ghosts were a little confused.

"Miss Meng..." Zhang Ziling took a look at Po Meng's appearance and figure, and felt that it was a bit awkward to call Po Meng, but eventually changed her mouth, although she was not used to it.

Seeing Zhang Ziling changed her mouth, Po Meng suddenly squinted and laughed. Bai Meisheng waved her hand slightly, and a wooden table and four small stools appeared in the simple shed.

"The environment is simple, please forgive me for the three." Meng Po saluted Zhang Ziling again, "three, please sit down."

"Even, there are seats!" The ghosts outside the straw shed saw the simple wooden tables and stools in the shed, and they all exclaimed, their eyes widening.

Some ghosts who admired Po Meng's face and were willing to watch the table in the hayloft at the entrance of Naihe Bridge for decades, suddenly thundered in their hearts and couldn't believe what they saw.

You know, during the decades they have been waiting for, Po Meng has been boiling Meng Po soup non-stop, turning a blind eye to all ghosts, and never said a word to them, let alone set up in the hayloft. Tables and chairs.

The ghosts and ghosts suddenly began to feel jealous of Zhang Ziling.

They simply couldn't figure out why Po Meng would treat Zhang Ziling so favorably?

Du Lin and Xu Qianrou, who were behind Zhang Ziling, looked at the tables and chairs in the straw shed, and they were also stunned. They did not expect that they would be treated so specially by Po Meng.

However, Du Lin and Xu Qianrou did not go directly, and looked at Zhang Ziling one after another.

They all knew clearly that they were able to get this treatment entirely because of Zhang Ziling.

Xu Qianrou was okay, after all, she already knew that Zhang Ziling's strength was comparable to that of the gods, and it made sense to be able to get the preferential treatment of Po Meng.

But Du Lin was different. Even if Zhang Ziling had easily wiped out the ghost repair gang just now, Du Lin only regarded Zhang Ziling as a very powerful ghost repairer, and did not expect to go above the level of gods.

Du Lin didn't believe that, a god would come and walk Huangquan Road leisurely, and chat and laugh with such an ordinary ghost like him.

Looking at Zhang Ziling's back, Du Lin's legs began to tremble slightly, feeling a little airy.

I... have spoken to God?

Although Du Lin still couldn't believe it, from the attitude of Meng Po to Zhang Ziling, it can be seen that Zhang Ziling's status is definitely higher than that of Meng Po!

And Po Meng is a god!

Du Lin swallowed fiercely, and then sat on the stool mechanically under the lead of Po Meng.

Xu Qianrou was also instructed by Zhang Ziling, and sat down without hesitation.

Meng Po smiled at Zhang Ziling and the three of them, ignoring the envy and hatred ghosts outside, and served Zhang Ziling and them all with a bowl of Meng Po soup.

"This soup is specially made by the slave family for the son. There is no supernatural power in it. It will not let the son forget everything. Please rest assured." Meng Po said softly.

Looking at the Meng Po soup exuding the rich fragrance in front of him, Du Lin subconsciously swallowed his mouth water, wishing to drink it all in one breath.

But Du Lin also knew that this was Meng Po soup. Although he wanted to drink it, he didn't have the courage to look at Zhang Ziling subconsciously.

Du Lin didn't want to reincarnate now.

"Miss Meng is interested." Zhang Ziling smiled at Po Meng and drank Meng Po soup.

Seeing Zhang Ziling drank Meng Po soup unsuspectingly, Xu Qianruan and Du Lin couldn't help his curiosity anymore, holding up Meng Po soup and drinking it.

Seeing Zhang Ziling's three people drank their own soup, the corners of Po Meng's mouth raised a charming arc.

"The son is so courageous."