Chu Zheng didn't let go, and they didn't dare to search for it.

So now Fu Yue only dares to offend verbally.

Chu Zheng: "Are you so sure you can search here?"

Fu Yue smiled: "I'm not sure, I just think it's abnormal for Meng Po to resist so much. In the past, you didn't care about these things."

In the past, Meng Po didn’t care whether you searched or not.

She's so abnormal this time...

The Chu Zheng is blocking it now, which makes people even more suspicious.

Chu Zheng looked at Fu Yue and suddenly let go: "Oh, then you search."

The belly draft prepared by Fu Yue died in Chu Zheng's light sentence "Then you search".

Although I found it a little strange, Fu Yue quickly winked at the ghost officer next to her and signaled them to search.

There are only two floors in the Cangkeng Inn, and there are not many rooms, so you can search it soon.

"No."

"No……"

Everyone searched the same conclusion.

Fu Yue was worried, so she went up and searched it myself.

After a while, Fu Yue came down from the upstairs with a calm face.

Really no...

Then why did she stop her from searching before?

The last place that person appeared by chance was here, and she stopped him from searching, which was obviously a problem.

Now that nothing has been found, Fu Yue feels a little disappointed.

"Finished?" Chu Zheng leaned against the table and asked indifferently.

Fu Yue pulled off the corner of her mouth and smiled hypocritically: "It seems that I misunderstood."

"Ahem... Lord Chuzheng has disturbed me, so let's say goodbye first." The group of ghost messengers felt that the atmosphere was wrong and quickly left.

Fu Yue couldn't find a handle, she was in a bad mood, too lazy to go with Chu Zheng Zhou Xuan, and she also wanted to go: "Then I'll leave first..."

"What's the hurry?" Chu Zheng raised her hand and waved her hand, and the gate of the Morijuana Inn closed with a 'bang'.

Fu Yue subconsciously looked back.

"what you up to?"

"Talk about the past." Chu Zheng wrapped her chest.

"What happened before?" Fu Yue did not deny it. Who knew that she was not incompatible with Meng Po?

But she didn't admit it, and her fingers were stirring her hair round by circle. Just standing was full of charm.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Chu Zheng pinched her wrist and said in a plain tone: "Of course this is the way you talk."

Fu Yue: "??"

-

The closed door of the Cangkeng Inn opened with a loud bang, and a figure flew out from inside and hit the ground.

At the same time, the purple butterfly flew out, which flew into the sky and then swooped down suddenly, flooding the people on the ground.

When the purple butterfly dispersed, Fu Yue had no image and covered her body with a dirt face.

Chu Zheng came out of the inside, stood at the door, looking at her with a faint expression.

The confident posture made Fuyue's anger rise in her heart, making the person in front of her feel so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that

Fu Yue slapped the ground, and the yellow sand flew, and her figure disappeared directly.

"Chu Zheng, wait for me!"

Fu Yue's voice came from the sky from afar.

-

"Sister Zheng, I think you seem to be even more powerful!" Xuehu jumped happily beside her.

Chu Zheng: "..."

The secret practice these days is not in vain!

The power of the original owner is those purple butterflies. The stronger the power, the more purple butterflies they call out, and the stronger the attack power will naturally be.

Purple butterfly is also an important ingredient for Mengpo soup.

Only people from her clan can summon such purple butterflies.

This is also the reason why Meng Po cannot be replaced.

Meng Po is still hereditary, and Chu Zheng also expressed shock.

However, it is not interesting to care too much about other people's game background.

"Where did you hide someone?" Chu Zheng remembered the serious business.

"Hehehehe."

The snow fox took Chu Zheng upstairs and took out the man from a huge water tank.

"Ahem cough cough..."

The man coughed continuously and looked a little weak - even weaker than when she picked it up.

"What kind of water is this?"

"Wangchuan Water." Xuehu stood up with his small breasts, proudly: "Only this can hide his breath and not be discovered by them, am I very smart?"

Chu Zheng took a deep breath: "Did you stuff him into the Forgetful River?"

Forget the water!

If the soul body falls down, it will not be a dead end, but it will definitely be a layer of skin.

The snow fox said weakly: "Well... this water has settled for a long time, it's okay."

The source of Mengpo Soup is Wangchuan Water.

However, it needs to be precipitated, and this is the Wangchuan Water after precipitation, which is not as cruel as the one in the Wangchuan River.

"That..." The man stretched out his hand weakly. Can you see him before speaking?

He felt that he was about to stand firm.

Chu Zheng went over to support the person, and her clothes were soaked in Wangchuan water and pressed tightly against her body.

After all, the Wangchuan Water is different, and there is no way to dry it directly.

Chu Zheng asked the little fox to find clean clothes.

The little fox covered his head and scratched his head: "Where can I go to find it?"

"I did this?" Chu Zheng pointed at the wet person.

"..." Go away!"

-

"How do you feel?" Chu Zheng helped the person to sit next to him.

"It's still... it's okay." The man felt very cold, as if something was oozing into his body.

"You take off your clothes first."

"ah?"

The man looked at her blankly.

Chu Zheng explained: "The water of Forgetful River will seep into your body."

"..." He had already felt it was getting colder and weaker.

When Chu Zheng saw that he didn't move, she picked up the person, put it on the edge of the bed, and pressed him to take off his clothes.

“!!!”

He wanted to struggle, but found that all his strength seemed to be exhausted and could not struggle.

Chu Zheng took off her clothes very quickly. Before he could react, the person was stuffed under the quilt.

-

The sky was dark and there was a sound of running water in my ears.

The person on the bed sat up with his body, and his headache was so broken that he lifted and rubbed it several times before he felt better.
To be continued...