Sun Chenqi was led down from the platform by the North Sea dragon soldiers under Prince Ao Jin, and indeed he was thrown into the water prison in the direction of the military camp. The water prison was filled with the cold water of Beiming, and even ordinary people from the aquatic race would not dare to stay here for a long time.

Today, Prince Ao Jin brought troops to marry the ghost goddess of Wan Guiku as his wife and concubine.

Of course, there was no one else in the Hanbing Water Prison except Sun Chenqi. Sun Chenqi curled up in the water Prison and was dejected, not knowing what he was thinking. His eyes were confused and he looked at a small piece of darkness in front of him without any thoughts.

Suddenly a golden light flashed in the darkness. When Sun Chenqi opened his eyes to see him, he saw a figure.

A figure wearing an apricot yellow Taoist robe and fairy clothes sat upright in the darkness.

He felt familiar and shouted softly: "Hey?"

Who else could sneak into the water prison besides Xuan Kong? Xuan Kong looked at Sun Chenqi. He was captured by the North Sea Dragon Soldier in a drunken state. His true energy was broken up. At this time, he was curled up in the water prison, and his Confucian shirt was already wet and stuck on his body.

Xuan Kong looked at Sun Chenqi and smiled and said, "Are you calling me?"

Sun Chenqi was silent. Is there a third person in this water prison besides Xuankong and himself? He recognized Xuankong's appearance and stood up from the water tremblingly and said, "Sun Chenqi, a cultivator of Kongtong Sect, has seen the Supreme Immortal."

Xuan Kong waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I've been here, what else can I divide the Kongtong Sect and Kunlun Sect?" He said in a straightforward manner: "Sun Chenqi, I was entrusted by Miss Lu Wubing to take you out. Would you like to go with me?"

When Sun Chenqi heard that it was Lu Wubing's meaning, he was shocked and asked, "Wubing, is she okay?"

Xuankong saw that although he was wet all over, his face was still gentle. It was obvious that the Taoist Technique of Kongtong Sect had reached the threshold. Although the true energy on his body was dispersed, it was still left in his body to protect him automatically. He felt relieved and smiled and said, "Fortunately, the little lady married Ao Jin, the prince of the Dragon Clan in the North Sea. Tonight is a beautiful scene and I don't know how happy I am!"

Sun Chenqi looked depressed and sighed: "I will feel at ease if she can live a good life."

Xuan Kong calculated the time, and it was still some time before dawn, so he asked curiously: "Sun Chenqi, I have a question that I don't know if it should be asked or not." Sun Chenqi wanted to say it should be asked or not. But looking at the gossip and curious seeking knowledge in Xuan Kong's eyes, he still agreed: "Please tell me the immortal."

Xuan Kong asked, "Did you meet that ghost queen Lu Wubing very early?"

Sun Chenqi sighed and nodded, "The Supreme Immortals have already seen it."

Xuan Kong grabbed his head and smiled and said, "That's true that I know you, but why did Miss Lu Wubing look like a ghost when she saw you tonight, and she wished she could be far away from you?"

Sun Chenqi showed regret on his face and said, "This matter is a long story."

Xuankong pulled him and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid of long talks, just talk about it briefly and tell me the story." He found that whether it was telling others stories or listening to the parties involved to explain the story themselves, his magic power would inexplicably increase a lot.

He was a little puzzled at first, but later he thought it was easy. The time traveler had golden fingers everywhere he went. He probably had it, and his golden fingers were probably the strange ability to increase his magic power by listening to the story.

As long as Xuankong's own Taoist practice is enough, he can increase his magic power as much as his stories.

Others don’t know about this ability, but Sun Chenqi just looked at Xuan Kong with a depressed face. He didn’t understand how this immortal was so bored. What is this kind of behavior? This is definitely not a act of sprinkling salt on someone else’s wounds, it’s just a cumin!

Sun Chenqi's expression when recalling the past was a bit special, as if sweet and regretful, mixed together, and it was hard to describe it. He described the scene of his meeting with Lu Wubing to Xuankong and explained the words he asked to the Ghost Queen at the wedding banquet.

Xuan Kong said oh, "So that's the case, it's the allusion of 'Hekui'." He was also puzzled at that time. Now that he heard Sun Chenqi's explanation, he suddenly understood it.

Sun Chenqi stood up, but stopped and faced the wall blankly for a while.

This made Xuan Kong very anxious. If he didn't take such a story, he would stop the update in the middle of the story. How could such eunuch be forgiven? He stretched out his hand and swayed left and right in front of Sun Chenqi's eyes, but it did not have any effect.

He put on a few circles in front of Sun Chenqi to look at the hour, but there was no extra time to wait for Sun Chenqi to wake up. Fortunately, Xuankong was not helpless. He smiled and said, "Since you don't say it, don't blame me for going in and looking at it myself!"

Ghosts all have the ability to transform into dreams, not to mention the soul of Taiyi Sanxian. Xuankong looked at Sun Chenqi's godless eyes, and the body of the soul stagnated and suddenly turned into a golden light, and had already escaped into Sun Chenqi's sea of ​​consciousness.

People who practice Taoism have a strong soul. If it weren't for Xuankong's Taoism, who was far superior to Sun Chenqi, and Sun Chenqi himself was in a state of uncertainty, it would be rare to have successfully invaded.

Xuankong's eyes turned dark and he couldn't help but close his eyes. When he opened it, he saw the ghost empress walking in his direction. At this time, the ghost empress was still wearing plain clothes, but this probably was not out of interest. Xuankong could see that she had some patches on her body, and she really looked like a woman born in a mountain village.

This should be Miss Lu Wubing, which Sun Chenqi had met back then.

Lu Wubing was free and was wiping the table and tidying up the bookshelf for Sun Chenqi, tidying up a small study room smooth and clean. This complicated housework did not harm Miss Lu Wubing's snow-white jade arms, and it was still so white and charming.

She kept lowering her head, like a qualified maid, wiping the incense burner for her master's home to light the sandalwood. At this time, Sun Chenqi walked back from outside. It was obvious that he was very happy at this time. Miss Lu Wubing raised her head and smiled to greet the master in the door.

However, Xuankong, who had been watching from the side, was shocked. A big numb face appeared in front of him, making Xuankong, who had seen Lu Wubing's beautiful side, felt a little unacceptable.

This numb face is like a studded shoe and stomping on mud, flipping the pomegranate skin.
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