Although Mo Ming Daozun is the nominal godfather of the ghost mother, Ao Jin is still the prince of the Beihai Dragon Clan. Prince Ao Jin was obviously extremely angry, he didn't give Mo Ming Daozun face at all, and directly ordered to recruit his Beihai Sea Dragon Soldiers to go ashore and take over the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves.

All the demon kings on the platform are clever old loaches, and so many things happened at tonight's wedding banquet, and they have long been eager to disappear immediately.

So without waiting for the Beihai Sea Dragon Soldiers to come to invite, they flew away one by one.

And those wild monsters who came to join in the fun were not qualified to be close to the platform of the main venue of the wedding. But now that they saw these groups of sea dragon soldiers with solemn expressions coming ashore, they also felt that it was not good, and they all quietly followed the Great Stream and dispersed.

There are only two people who are a little difficult to arrange, Li Zuoche was originally an outsider, but by accident as the man's parents became the guest of honor. For this hail god uncle, Prince Ao Jin did not have the courage to force him to leave.

As for Xuankong, it is purely a fun, but he is a Taiyi Scattered Immortal.

Without tearing his face, Mo Ming Dao Zun and Prince Ao Jin would be rude to him.

So although the demons in the hall had dispersed, Xuankong and Li Zuoche were still sitting on the seats, and no one came to arrange them. The two of them were pouring themselves a drink and were bored, when they saw Mo Ming Daozun leading the ghost lady to come out with a wine glass to thank the guests.

said that he was thanking the guests, but the real guests are now the only ones left in Xuankong. Mo Ming Daozun raised his glass and saluted: "I also called Shang Xian Mo Xiao, tonight is really embarrassing." ”

Xuankong naturally wouldn't slap his face in the face, he couldn't help laughing, and admonished a few words about the little couple to have a good time.

But in his heart, he was suffering, and he originally thought that Prince Long would bring him back to the Dragon Palace after marrying his daughter-in-law. How do you know that the customs of the two worlds are a bit incompatible, and the groom official still lives in the old man's house.

How big is that in the North Sea?

It's not like the Netherworld, and there is the Yellow Spring Trail to guide the way. If you don't know the root and plunge into the ocean, even if you are a Taiyi immortal, you won't be able to touch the location of the Beihai Dragon Palace without a hundred years. So if Ao Jin doesn't leave, Xuankong is also a little difficult, and he doesn't know what to do next.

The ghost lady held the wine glass, looking at Xuankong with big watery eyes, and didn't know why the immortal suddenly wandered and was stunned here. Xuankong came back to his senses at this time, he was a little embarrassed, drank all the water and wine in one gulp and boasted: "Little lady, tonight is very beautiful!"

In Xuankong's previous life, it was nothing to praise a woman for being beautiful, but in this world, there are still few people who are so direct. The pretty face of the ghost lady immediately blushed, and she lowered her head slightly and was at a loss.

Although Mo Ming Dao Venerable cultivates the Ruthless Dao, he still has some understanding of the feelings of these children.

He snorted, naturally he wouldn't stay here to watch his goddaughter's excitement.

The ghost lady saw Mo Ming Daozun turn around, and her ** Hao wrist suddenly stretched out from under the wedding robe, and quietly stuffed a small paper ball into Xuankong's sleeve while everyone was not paying attention.

She gave a big salute to Xuankong: "Please go to the immortals." ”

Xuankong had already guessed the contents of the paper ball that the ghost lady stuffed into him, he held the paper ball and squeezed it in his hand and nodded gently, and suddenly asked: "Little lady, should I call you the ghost lady, or is it better to call you Lu Wuxi?"

The ghost lady sighed abruptly and replied: "It doesn't matter if you call it, you can call it whatever the immortal wants." ”

Xuankong saw it clearly, and in her eyes, there was no longer half of her affection for Sun Chenqi.

Such a ghost girl with a blue heart has feelings for the monks in the world, and she doesn't know what happened, so that she will stay away from the man she once loved.

An immortal like Xuankong, the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves would not be willing to drive people out, since he did not show any intention of leaving, then Mo Ming Daozun instructed his ghosts to arrange a refreshing and quiet guest room for him, waiting for him to stay overnight.

Xuankong thought about the paper ball left by the ghost lady in his heart, so he sat down for a while, then pretended to be drunk and got up and followed the ghost to his room.

At this time, Mo Ming Daozun, Prince Ao Jin, and Ghost Niangniang had already retreated.

Li Zuoche looked at Xuankong and said with concern: "Xuankong Immortal, are you okay?"

Xuankong opened his eyes and looked at Li Zuoche, but his eyes were as calm as water. The two of them glanced at each other, and Li Zuoche already understood that the Xuankong Immortal was not really drunk, but had a calculation in his heart.

He nodded, then also said goodbye to the master's house, released his heavenly boat to step on the supernatural powers, and soon disappeared into the starry sky. Xuankong secretly praised: "Good baby!"

Led by the ghosts and ghosts of the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves, he stopped at the door of a remote and clean meditation room.

Xuankong stretched out his hand to push open the meditation room, and the light in the room was already lit by a candle. He shook his head a little in his heart: "What is this called, a group of demons and monsters dare to live in the temple so recklessly, is this really a sign before the catastrophe of Yin and Yang turning heaven and earth upside down?"

Although he felt a little weird and ridiculous in his heart, he still settled down and sat down on his knees, quietly meditating and carrying the true yuan. There were still demons and monsters outside cleaning up the remnants, and they were busy until midnight, when the inside and outside of the building were silent.

Only under the window of the guest room, there were two ghosts with hideous faces sitting at the door, peeking into the empty room from time to time. Seeing the immortals sitting inside, the faces of the two ghosts showed a smile of relief.

If Xuankong really wants to make a move, just with the two of them, it will be impossible to resist, and maybe then he will become a ghost under the sword of the immortals for no reason.

These two ghosts are still a little clever, otherwise they wouldn't have been sent here by the Ink Immortal Dao Venerable to monitor Xuankong.

After the two ghosts poked into the room, a smug smile suddenly appeared on Xuankong's face. He gently moved the magic trick in his hand, and the heavenly eye on his forehead suddenly opened, and a flash of thunder flashed, and the thunder crackled and exploded low.

In the explosion, a purple thunder light suddenly lit up, and the Xuankong Yuan Shen had already escaped from the body with the power of thunder.

It's just that although the thunder is not loud, it still alarms the ghosts at the door, and they look at each other in horror and turn their heads to look inside the window. But with the yin eyes of these two ghosts, how can they see through the mysteries of the primordial gods?

They couldn't even see through the invisibility talisman of the Xuankong Handbook, let alone the invisibility of the Yuan Shen. The Xuankong Yuan God was hidden in the shadows, and with a gesture, he summoned the paper ball that the ghost lady had secretly stuffed into him from his sleeve.

Fortunately, the Yuan Shen Law Eye is not afraid of the dark, Xuankong looked at the message on the paper ball, and already had a plan in his heart. His spirit quietly broke through the wall of the guest room, and he didn't alarm the ghosts guarding the door at all, and a little true spirit was already gone. (To be continued.) )