The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

Jiang Shen saw that he was not eating pastry anymore, so he didn't say much, and sat on the stool far away from him, thinking about what to do next.

Luangqiu pursed her lips and took a sip of water, washed down the sour and salty taste in her mouth, thought of Shang Qing'an who was taken away by the ghost king, lowered her eyes to the master at the side and said: "Master, there are people who came to the ghost world with me. One is a good friend of Immortal Qingya, but he was captured by the ghost king, and I am going to rescue him..."

Jiang Shen said with a blank expression: "Since he was captured by the Ghost King for saving me, I will go with you to find him."

Wang Qiu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly nodded vigorously: "Yes, Master..."

The two rested in the inn room for a while, then got up and left the room with Wang Qiu. The two quietly walked around the ghost king's residence, exploring the surrounding routes.

I don't know if it's because of the old demons, there are a lot more ghosts near the palace of the ghost world, which caused them a lot of obstruction.

Jiang Shen frowned, looked sideways at Wang Qiu, reached out to hold his arm, and the figure swayed and disappeared, and appeared in the ghost king's palace in an instant.

He intentionally concealed the aura of the two of them, and looked for Shang Qing'an in the palace.

Wang Qiu lowered his head and stared at the master's hand on his arm, his eyes were shining brightly, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, and the succubus mark on his forehead became more and more captivating.

"is it him."

Suddenly the master in front of him stopped suddenly, and Wang Qiu directly bumped into it, his eyes were filled with tears in an instant, he looked in the direction the master pointed with blurred vision, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's him!"

Not far away, Shang Qing'an sent Xing away to deal with affairs, while he led the guards to wander around the ghost palace.

Jiangshen's eyes were cold and calm, he held Wang Qiu's arm and hid to one side, patiently waiting for them to come over.

Seeing that the ghost guards following behind were about to find them, Jiang Shen waved a machete and knocked him unconscious.

Shang Qing'an's eyes widened in panic, subconsciously wanting to shout.

Luangqiu hurriedly dragged him to a corner: "Shang Qing'an, how are you? Did that ghost king abuse you?"

Luanqiu heard from Qingya Immortal Venerable that there was a grudge between the ghost king and Shang Qing'an, now that Shang Qing'an has been captured by the ghost king for a few hours, he wonders if he has been bullied.

Shang Qing'an looked blankly at the young man in red who was asking questions, glanced at the succubus mark on his forehead, and pointed suspiciously: "Are you a succubus?"

Jiang Shen silently stared at the person in front of him, seeing strangeness in his eyes.

"Fraud."

Wang Qiu naturally also noticed the abnormality of Shang Qing'an, thinking that Qingya Immortal gave him Shang Qing'an intact, but in the end he caused Shang Qing'an to lose his memory and was imprisoned in the palace by the ghost king.

They exchanged glances with their master, and prepared to take Shang Qing'an away from here.

Luanqiu glanced at Shang Qing'an opposite, and explained in a long way: "I came to the ghost world with you to save people, but you were taken away by the ghost king and lost your memory. Now let's leave here first and try to find a way to help you retrieve your memory."

Shang Qing'an frowned, looked at Wang Qiu and Jiang Shen in a daze, and a voice in his heart told him to follow them.

Suddenly, a sharp wind sounded in the air, and the young man wrapped in a purple robe ran towards them with a gloomy and terrifying expression.

With a hook behind him, he hugged the Taoist priest tightly in his arms, staring at Jiang Shen and Wang Qiu viciously: "Come here, put them in a ghost prison!"

Shang Qing'an's pupils shrank, trying to tell her husband not to hurt them.

With Shen's expression still on his face, he summoned a long sword to fight the surrounding ghosts.

As the gods of war in the heavens, those ghosts were naturally no match for Jiang Shen, and they were soon defeated.

Tan Zai snorted sullenly, told the Taoist priest to stay aside and hide, and stepped forward to fight Jiang Chen.

Shang Qing'an was extremely disturbed, he was afraid of getting hurt by her husband, and also afraid of getting hurt by the two people who were suspected to be his friends.

The old demon who was sleeping in the ghost world was awakened, and the thick magic mist instantly enveloped the entire ghost king's palace. The cloud of magic mist rushed towards Jiang Shen, and a hoarse voice sounded: "General Shen! General Shen! How dare you wake me up! This seat!"

Wang Qiu's pupils dilated, and without even thinking about it, he rushed forward to block in front of the master. The thick magic mist passed through his body in an instant, and his body fell softly to the ground with a muffled grunt.

Jiang Shen caught him subconsciously, looked at the cloud of magic fog with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Qiu En, aren't you afraid that that person will find you?"

The group of magic fog stopped, and then quickly disappeared.

Hugging Shen to the fainted Wangqiu, he looked at Shang Qing'an through the Ghost King expressionlessly, pursed his lips and transmitted a sound in his head, only two words: "Wen Nu."

After finishing speaking, he left the palace directly with Wang Qiu, returned to the inn, put him on the bed to check his injuries, and was pierced by the magic fog, his body was fine but his consciousness would be affected.

Jiang Shen's face was heavy, and he sat on the bed expressionlessly, looking at the fainted young man in red. After a while, he sat cross-legged on the bed, putting his hands on his back to heal his injuries.

On the other side, in the palace, Tan Shou was gloomy all over his body, looking at the direction where Shen Zhuangqiu was leaving, his eyes flashed sternness.

Conquering the killing intent on his body, he walked slowly towards the Taoist priest, and saw him standing there in a daze, only as if he was frightened by the two people just now, and carefully hugged him in his arms: "What's wrong? But scared?"

Shang Qing'an recovered and shook her head, subconsciously holding her husband's arm with both hands.

Joy flashed in Tan's eyes, and he returned to the dormitory with the Taoist priest half in his arms, and said, "Bring more guards when you come out later."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said eeriely, "When you meet them, just kill them."

Shang Qing'an lowered her eyes and said nothing, feeling an aura that didn't belong to her entangled her body, and suddenly felt a sense of irritability in her heart.

Without waiting for the Taoist priest to reply, she looked at the person next to her with a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes. Seeing that he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, the smile on his face froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

Lifting the Taoist priest's chin, he rubbed his bright red lips against those lips, and his voice was hoarse and seductive: "What is madam thinking? How come you don't even pay attention to your husband."

Shang Qing'an's pupils dilated, he froze in place, subconsciously closed his eyes and hugged the person in front of him, his movements were stiff and unfamiliar.

But I don't care, he only cares that the Taoist is his, and he is alone——

Under the gray sky, the two of them hugged each other, the cold wind blew by, and the purple hair was entangled with the black hair.

On the other side, Wen Nu and Gu Yu had just entered the ghost world. Looking at the drastically changed ghost world around them, they looked at each other with vigilance flashing in their eyes.

Gu Yu waved his hand and wrapped a thick layer of magic mist on the baby's body, just in case.

"Let's go, be careful." Wen Nu raised his foot and walked ahead first. The tyrant hummed when he saw this, and quickly followed the fairy head, observing the surroundings vigilantly, protecting the safety of the fairy head and the baby.

Passing through a long road, the two people's eyes lit up, and they saw a bridge standing in the distance, but there was no red-clothed figure in Meng Po Tang next to them.

Wen Nu raised the back of his hand and input spiritual power into the ring, but no matter whether it was Qiuqiu or Wangqiu, he couldn't get in touch with them.

"What's going on? The two of them can't get in touch."

Gu Yujian frowned, and supported the baby on his chest with both hands, his shoulders hurt a little.

"Anu, don't worry, they may be busy."

Wen Nu felt a little uneasy at the bottom of his heart, he hummed when he heard Gu Yu's words, put his hand down and said to him, "In that case, let's go look for Manzhushahua first, and then look for Qiuqiu and Wangqiu."

Gu Yu nodded, holding the baby's little buttocks to follow behind the fairy, and the two slowly searched for Manzhu Shahua along the shore.

As I walked, there were more and more ghosts around. They crowded together and I don't know what they were looking at.

Gu Yu wrapped around the waist of Xianchang with one hand, and stood beside him to prevent Xianchang from being touched.

The corners of Wen Nu's lips were slightly pursed, his willow eyebrows were raised under the hood, and the noisy voices of ghosts could be heard in his ears.

"Have you heard that tomorrow the ghost king will take the queen on a parade..."

"I heard about it, I don't know what the queen looks like..."

"I didn't expect the new ghost king to find the queen so quickly, unlike the former ghost king who has been single for nearly ten thousand years..."

Wen Nu listened to their conversation, and a tiger-like bloody smile flashed in his mind. Bloody white had indeed been single for nearly ten thousand years, and no one dared to make friends with him because of his hypocrisy and scary smile.

But who is the new ghost king?Could it be the one who was pushed into the ghost gate by Qiuqiu? !

Impossible, with Xuebai around, it is impossible to become the new ghost king. Although Xuebai has been single for nearly ten thousand years, his cultivation is one of the best in the world.

Gu Yu noticed that the elder was thinking about others again, his eyes were dark and violent, and suddenly many ghosts crowded over, the tyrant subconsciously tightly protected the elder next to him, and fell towards the Styx uncontrollably.

With a splash, the water splashed, and the child wrapped in the magic mist was thrown towards Wen Nu.

Wen Nu hugged the baby quickly, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the familiar room falling into the water.

"Gu Yu—"

"Overboard—"

"Someone fell into the water—"

"Don't squeeze—"

There were many ghosts and crowds around, and when they heard someone falling into the water, they suddenly became chaotic.

Wen Nu was squeezed and swayed from side to side, his eyes fixed on the surface of the Styx River, and with a pale face, he waved his hands and summoned the Guanyin Sword, removing all the ghosts around him.

Re-establish a barrier on the boy's body, put it on the open grass, and said to the Guanyin sword: "Guanyin! Watch out for Xiaobao!"

Putting on a snow-white robe directly, he jumped into the Styx River, and the moment he fell into the river, a cold and ghostly aura penetrated into his body instantly.

Wen Nu's face became even paler, and he reached out and took off the obstructing veil on his head and put it into the ring.

Gu Yu couldn't swim, and he almost drowned in the Ruo Shui River just now, but he couldn't be found for a long time, Wen Nu was a little anxious and flustered.

Fortunately, he soon found a black color, the tyrant was floating in the water, his long hair was scattered behind him, and he was looking for something in a panic.

Wen Nu frowned, walked towards Gu Yuyou, stretched out a hand and tugged at his sleeve: "Umm..."

Gu Yu's pupils shrank slightly, thinking of the mask that had been squeezed out, he subconsciously covered his face tightly, not wanting the immortal to see the vein-covered face that made people retch.