The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

In the inn, Wang Qiu and Shang Qing'an sat face to face, and the two discussed how to rescue Shen Xianren tomorrow.

The room was a bit stuffy, Shang Qing'an took off the black veil on his face, revealing an uncommon face.

"Tomorrow we will go to the ghost prison early. They are still resting at this time, and no one will meet us face to face."

Luanqiu frowned and thought about it, what Shang Qing'an said was indeed reasonable: "Okay, then let's have a good rest tonight and prepare to go to the ghost prison tomorrow morning."

Shang Qing'an nodded, and stretched a little tiredly. Fortunately, there were two beds in the inn. He randomly chose one to lie on and sleep on. It wakes him up when he arrives.

Yu Guang saw that Wang Qiu was still sitting at the table in a daze, and said with some hesitation: "Wang Qiu, have a good rest tonight, and I will wake you up tomorrow morning."

The young man in red followed the voice, and Shang Qing'an, who was wearing a black dress, was lying on the couch with his chin propped up, leaving him the bed in the inn.

He lowered his head and hummed, got up and walked towards the bed, laying on the bed with his clothes on, he had no desire/desire to sleep at first, but thinking about going to the ghost prison to snatch the master early tomorrow, he needed a good state and forced himself Close your eyes and meditate.

Shang Qing'an lightly tapped his fingertips, and the candlelight in the inn was extinguished, and the surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness.

The ghost world is gray every day, with only a blood moon hanging on it, so as long as the windows are closed, the room is like a night in the world.

Unknowingly, the two of them gradually fell asleep, and the room was completely quiet, only the sound of their shallow breathing.

In the early morning of the next day, the alarm clock set by the system rang on time, and the sound of the bell appeared in the room.

Shang Qing'an suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, his eyes were a little dazed and dull, and his brain gradually returned to clarity.

Luang Qiu on the bed didn't sleep very deeply, a small sound could wake him up, let alone a powerful alarm clock.

Looking around vigilantly, the suspicious voice came from there.

The alarm clock was still ringing repeatedly, and the system frantically turned off the alarm clock with hesitant eyes.

He casually pushed back the long hair scattered on his forehead, sat on the edge of the bed, put on his shoes, lowered his head and explained to Wang Qiu: "I was afraid of missing the time, so I made a voice to remind me."

Wang Qiu nodded slowly, doubts in his heart, but the most important thing now is to rescue the master.

The two quickly finished preparing the magic weapon and body protection. Shang Qing'an put on a black veil to cover half of his face, so that even if he met that purple-haired human being, he would not recognize him!

"Let's go!"

"Ah."

The first floor of the inn was empty, and those ghosts hadn't woken up yet, Wang Qiu and Shang Qing'an looked at each other, a gleam flashed in their eyes.

Speed ​​up your feet, carefully push open the door of the inn and leave the inn.

The ghost world in the early morning is still gray, with a reddish light illuminated by the blood moon, very similar to the ghost movies of the ancient earth era stored in the hard disk of the system.

Shaking his head slightly, tossing out some useless stuff, let himself concentrate.

As early as the first day they came to the ghost world, the two had seen the map of the ghost world in advance, so they quickly found the ghost prison where Jiang Shen was held.

The gate of the ghost prison is guarded by two fierce ghosts of high status, and they can feel the ghostly aura on them before they get close, and they are gloomy and cold.

Luang Qiu and Shang Qing'an looked at each other, and walked towards the two ghosts guarding the gate tensely.

The bright red robe made the succubus mark on his forehead more obvious, and his expressionless face directly made the gatekeeper's ghost kneel on the ground: "I have seen the succubus!"

Luangqiu glanced at Shang Qing'an from the corner of his eye, and Shang Qing'an's eyes flashed with joy, and he stood sullenly behind Luan Qiu's side, doing a good job as a guard.

Luanqiu's eyes flickered, and Li Gui, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up, and directly explained the purpose of coming: "I want to see that god, and I want to see what a god is."

Wang Qiu has lived in the demon world for a long time, so he naturally knows that the demons are tall and arrogant, and there is a sense of useless arrogance in their words.

Li Gui would not doubt Lord Succubus's identity. They had seen Lord Succubus in front of the new ghost king. At that time, Lord Succubus was wearing a red dress with a mark on his forehead. They heard that it was the mark of Succubus.

What's more, there is only one Lord Succubus in the entire ghost world, and they will not admit it wrong.

The two ghosts turned sideways to let Lord Succubus in, and continued to stand outside the door to guard.

The ghost prison was gloomy and cold, and Shang Qing'an couldn't help shivering as soon as he entered, feeling uneasy in his heart.

But they come early enough that they won't run into anyone else.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, he followed Wang Qiu to the ghost prison, and the two looked around for Jiang Shen's figure.

The candles on both sides were flickering by the wind, and Shang Qing'an's heart felt tight when he saw it.

"Master—"

Wang Qiu, who was walking in front, suddenly sped up, and in the blink of an eye, he had already opened the cell door and walked in.

Seeing the person trapped on the cross from a distance, I think that person is the host and the general in the mouth of Wang Qiu.

Great, they can leave this gloomy ghost prison after they find it.

Staying here, he felt a little uncomfortable all over his body, especially in his heart, he was extremely uneasy and panicked, as if something bad was about to happen.

In the dim corridor of the ghost prison, a black figure gradually emerged from the darkness, quietly approaching the young man in black standing in the corridor.

In the prison, Wang Qiu put down the fainted master, and saw the figure behind Shang Qing'an from the corner of his eye, his pupils dilated and shouted loudly at him: "Shang Qing'an - run quickly -"

I don't know if it was too far away or for some other reason, Shang Qing'an didn't hear anything, only saw Wang Qiu pointing at his back in a panic.

The system blinked in bewilderment, turned around to look in the direction Wang Qiu pointed, and suddenly saw a magnified face, screamed out in fright, and backed away in a panic.

"Melancholy, melancholy--"

The young man under the black robe curled up his red lips, and his peach blossom eyes stared at the young man in black in front of him. Even through the black veil, he could still recognize that it was his Taoist priest who pushed him into the ghost world. Taoist.

A red light flashed in Dan's eyes, and paranoidly walked towards the Taoist priest step by step, with a hoarse voice: "Daozhang, long time no see, I have been thinking about you day and night, and now you have come to the ghost world." , I will never let you escape again!"

A hand with sharp knuckles struck at the young man in black, Shang Qing'an's pupils dilated and he ran away in a panic.

Xanzhi followed unhurriedly, and the ghostly aura wrapped around his arms flew straight towards the running young man.

Shang Qing'an's eyes widened suddenly, and he fainted reluctantly.

Tang Yan appeared next to the Taoist leader, hugged him quickly, stretched out his eyes and stretched out his fingers to caress the face that was thinking day and night, and hugged him forcefully to leave the ghost prison.

Wang Qiu searched the whole ghost prison, but couldn't find Shang Qing'an.

With an ugly face, he slammed the wall next to him hard, and the back of his hand soon left blood.

Damn, who is the person who took Shang Qing'an away——

Suddenly there were rustling footsteps around, and Wang Qiu gritted his teeth and returned to the side of the master, leading the master away from the boss.

Unexpectedly, before he went far, he was surrounded by heavy ghosts.

"Catch them!"

The leading succubus recognized Wangqiu's identity, and sneered coldly: "Wangqiu, you were taken away by the gods and taken as a disciple, why did you appear in the ghost world? Or, have you been abandoned by the gods long ago? "

Huanyu stood lazily behind Li Gui, watching Wangqiu being besieged, her slender white fingers curled her long hair on her chest, and there was a mark on her forehead that was exactly the same as Wangqiu's.

Luangqiu looked at Huanyu fiercely, and childhood memories flooded his mind instantly.

Every time Huanyu would bring other people to bully him, and would pretend to be innocent when facing adults.

Gritting his teeth and waving the long whip in his hand, he tightly protected the master next to him with one hand, fighting with the fierce ghosts who kept coming up.

The red clothes on his body were scratched by ghost energy, and scars appeared on his fair skin, with bright red blood soaking the clothes on his body.

Luang Qiu gritted his teeth tightly, and didn't hurt Master in the slightest, but his body was covered with scars, and his face was pale and frightening.

Opening a little gap in Shenmong, seeing the continuous stream of ghosts around him, he frowned slightly, and looked to the side along his line of sight.

Familiar with the side face in his mind appeared in his eyes, he closed his eyes slightly, his pupils shrank, and his voice was dry and hoarse: "Wuqiu..."

Hearing Master's voice, Wang Qiu froze in shock, staring blankly at the person in his arms.

Li Gui took the opportunity to attack him fiercely, and Luangqiu groaned in pain, but he still stared at the master in his arms.

Jiang Shen frowned more and more tightly, closed his eyes and circulated the inner alchemy in his body.

Without the cross that trapped him, the formation that hindered the flow of spiritual power would no longer be effective.

The soaring majesty appeared in the ghost prison, and the surrounding ghosts were instantly suppressed in place, and even the magic jade hiding behind the ghosts was also affected.

The injuries on Jiang Shen's body disappeared without a trace, but his body was still a little weak, he glanced at the ghosts around him, and left here with one hand on his arm.

Wang Qiu turned his head tightly and stared at the person next to him, his eyes were hot and red and filled with tears.

"Master..."

"Master..."

"I finally found you..."

"The disciple made a mistake, the master forgives the disciple..."

The wound on Wang Qiu's body was stained with ghost energy, and he passed out directly under the severe pain. Before losing consciousness, he still stared at the master next to him.

Jiang Shen noticed that Wang Qiu was in a coma, so he picked him up with a pale face and left the ghost prison. The supernatural power can only last for a while, and those ghosts will catch up soon.

On the other side, Daozhang returned to the dormitory in his arms, carefully placed the person in his arms on the bed, opened his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed, brushing his fingers over the Taoist's eyebrows and slightly red lips.

A voice suddenly came to mind in the empty hall, Old Demon's voice was neither male nor female: "You want him to fall in love with you? I can help you."

With his head down, the wide hood covered his face, when he heard Old Demon's words, his eyes were shaken, and when he thought that the Taoist priest fell in love with him, he couldn't help feeling happy.

The author has something to say: System: I'm sorry, I'll go to you xxx!

Disappointed: The Taoist priest is good, he is called Husband

System: Vomit...