"Do you think I'm pitiful, too?" Mo Bai's expression was seen by Su Qibai, and he laughed at himself.

Yes, he was in prison and was abandoned by his "companion" who was also the god. He even said coldly to him after being sent to the heavenly prison, and would be sympathized with by others. This is also natural.

"Things are not." Mo Bai shook his head.

If the former God of War ended up like this, it would be fake if Mo Bai said he did not sympathize with him.

But he knew that Su Qibai paid the most attention to face. If he said he sympathized with him, he would probably be beaten.

But Mo Bai was wrong. Su Qibai did not hit him as expected, but sat there and drank tea leisurely.

Mo Bai snatched the tea from Su Qibai's hand and looked at him jokingly.

"Ice face, you've changed your sex? Why didn't I even respond when I talk to you like this?"

"You really hope I will give you a reaction, right?" Su Qibai pinched it gently and crushed the teacup.

A few seconds later, Mo Bai was given a thunder. Of course, it was gentle.

Because he didn't want Ling Chen to wake up and find that a Bao on his head mistakenly thought Jiang Huan had hit him.

"I'm done, so I'll go back first. Mo Bai, stay in Ling Chen's body and don't let anything happen to him."

After all, I have to rely on him in the future.

Su Qibai thought to himself and retreated. The moment he withdrew, the immobilization technique of the people inside and outside the palace began to be lifted.

Mo Bai looked at Su Qibai's back and frowned into the character "Chuan". He looked at Ling Chen who was in a coma and finally transferred his soul into Ling Chen's body.

He and Su Qibai, who escaped from the lower realm, had only one inner alchemy left and was given to the queen by the Taoist priest and asked her to eat it. Mo Bai thought Ling Chen was very cute when he was playing in the lower realm, and he directly possessed him.

Unexpectedly, this possession lasted for three years. During this period, he also wanted to return to the heavenly court, and he also secretly walked into the sky when Ling Chen was asleep.

But who knew that as soon as I went to the Heavenly Court, I saw the tragedy of the White Tiger God Lord's Mansion being raided, and all the soldiers of his lords were escorted to the execution ground by the heavenly soldiers.

Because he is a sword soul and stays in the sword for many years, most people in the heavenly court do not recognize him, so he and I will watch the fun together.

If you know your identity, you will probably find it difficult to even leave.

Soon, Ling Chen woke up and rubbed his painful head, "Why am I asleep here?"

He remembered that he was chatting with Jiang Huan just now, why did he fall asleep? Where is Jiang Huan? Could it be that he left?

Ling Chen looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that he didn't see Jiang Huan. Instead, he smiled helplessly: "This guy, Gu didn't wake him up after he fell asleep, but he left instead. It's true."

Although Ling Chen was complaining, his slightly raised corners still revealed his happiness.

This is not something else, but because Su Qibai specially put a cloak on him when he left.

Su Qibai did this, so naturally it was impossible to cover him with cold. His purpose was to make Ling Chen really think that he was asleep, and Jiang Huan couldn't bear to ask him to leave.

But Su Qibai thought so, but Ling Chen was not.

The Empress Dowager was his adoptive mother and was strict with him since childhood. His father was even more strict with him because he was the son of a woman he loved.

This kind of strictness is unimaginable to normal people. For example, when you have a fever, you are forced to go to class, memorize, etc.

Therefore, when Ling Chen was a child, he had a serious lack of maternal love.

And Jiang Huan happened to give him the missing "maternal love". Of course, the premise of this maternal love is that Jiang Huan will not know.

Otherwise, he would be rolled by everyone's eyes in his entire life.

Ling Chen's idea was not aware of Jiang Huan, who had returned to Wutongju.

He changed his clothes and took care of his own affairs.

Rich and smooth.

Since that incident happened to Fushun, he has rested in an inn outside the capital.

The inn is a bit simple, but there are a lot of things. If Fushun was replaced by the usual one, he would definitely be very disgusted, but now it is different.

He is almost dead. Why are Gu Jian doing nothing simple? Is he idle?

Fushun paced back and forth in the room, and he looked in the direction of the window and muttered to himself.

"Why haven't the young master sent a letter yet? Could it be that I don't care about me?"

It’s not that Fu Shun thinks so. The master he and he is really special. And I don’t know if Jiang Huan, who works with him, will help him like he did when he was working with him, or if he says help on the surface, but he is laughing at him behind his back.

But after he turned around, he saw the dove staying on the table and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Pigeon?"

I have a humble identity and know the kind of person who only knows a few words, but cannot write a letter, and even lets the pigeons pass it over.

There is only one possibility.

This letter was written by Jiang Huan.

Thinking of this, Fushun almost cried with joy. He knew that it was right to cooperate with Jiang Huan. In his most difficult time, this ally rescued him.

Now he was blinded by joy and forgot how he mocked Jiang Huan just now.

Fushun opened the letter and read it carefully. He frowned slightly, and then he suddenly realized and patted his head.

"I'm so stupid. Why can't I even think of such a simple thing?"

Yes, Jiang Huan mentioned to him in the letter that he had scratched himself a few times, and had his hair messed up, and he ran back to the Taifu Mansion crazy.

A messy hair is more convincing than a neat hair. Madness can prove that he was frightened by a female ghost. As for a few scratches on his body, it can prove that he once "tryed hard to protect An Yi, but because he was outnumbered, his body was cut by the female ghost's nails.

Anyuna left and right has never seen a ghost, so he can do whatever he wants.

Fushun curled his lips, walked to the candle, and burned the letter.

"This Jiang Huan is really awesome. No wonder An Xian and the others would lose to him."

After saying that, I packed up my things and rushed to the road.

City gate.

Fushun made himself almost the same as a beggar as a method given to him by Jiang Huan. He looked at the person at the city gate and frowned into the character Sichuan.

"What happened in the capital? Why are there so many people?"

never mind.

Fushun shook his head.

It doesn’t matter to him that anything happened in the capital is around him. He would be better off getting to the Taifu Mansion as soon as possible.

After thinking about it, he quickly walked to the city gate.

The soldiers guarding the city gate saw a dirty and smelly beggar coming over, looked at him in disgust, and then pushed the brother next to him.

"You go search."

"you go."

"I won't go, he smells so smelly, I don't want to be smoked by him."

The soldiers pushed and pushed, and in the end, the work of searching the beggar fell on a cringe-free soldier.

The soldier has been in the city for so many years. Although he does not hate beggars as much as others, he cannot be much nicer to him.

Seeing that the others refused, he had to bite the bullet. He looked at Fushun coldly and said slowly: "Take out the things on his body."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!