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Chapter 39: Soul Ferrying Huangquan: Hopeless

"A whole year and a half have passed. Without my interference, the child Changsheng should have been flirting with Sanqi, right?" In the dark and gloomy underworld, Su Jin walked at the forefront of a huge team, looked north at Huangquan, and murmured softly.

Behind him, Zhao Li and Princess followed him on both sides. Behind them were countless powerful guards wearing black armor and holding long spears.

A total of 100,000 elite soldiers were gifts from our Lord Acha to Huangquan, which was used to commend Meng Qi's significant contributions on the front line of the war.

"Was Ruo Sanqin really not liked Changsheng?" As the princess walked, she suddenly untied the deer-skin wine pot tied around her waist, pulled out the plug and poured it into her mouth.

"Drink less of a bar. I'm drunk all day long and have no idea what I'm doing, or even what I'm doing. What's the point." Zhao Li reached out and grabbed her wine pot and persuaded.

"You don't want to marry me, why should you care about me?" The princess gently opened Zhao Li's palm and leaned on him and said, "Or, I can marry you. As long as you agree, I can quit drinking for you."

"Come on, drink more." Zhao Li held the wine pot and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Zhao Li, you bastard." The princess kicked Zhao Li hard, kicked him back several steps, pointed at his nose and scolded: "You fickle turtle sleeping in women all day long. I have never slept with men until my death. Why are you not worthy of you?"

"It's not that we are not worthy, it's that we are not worthy." Zhao Li dusted the footprints on his body indifferently: "I can't do it all the way, so I can only go back and forth in the flowers."

"You bitch."

"Hey, hey, who are you scolding? Don't think I can't hit women!"

Su Jin patted his face speechlessly and said: OK OK, stop quarrel, hurry up and hurry up and try to get to Huangquan as soon as possible and set up a camp!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hundred thousand elite soldiers quickly accelerated their pace, walking through the darkness like a shadow...

Deep in the underworld, Mengpo Village is brightly lit.

Changsheng, who came from the sword, delivered a yellowed book to Sanqi and said seriously: "This is the way to blend yin and yang. Only by doing such a thing can it be considered a husband-and-wife ritual. Just lying together is really nothing. Sanqi, read this book several times and keep it in your mind. Then when Dr. Su comes back, you can lean on him if you have anything to do, increase more physical contact, and then when you encounter the right time, use this secret technique on him. This is the cooking of raw rice."

After taking the book with both hands, Sanqi's eyes emitted a brilliant light, turned around and walked towards his boudoir: "I'll go back and observe carefully, you can do whatever you want in Changsheng!"

Changsheng's white clothes were as snowy as snow, Zhuoran stood in the dark yellow lobby, looking in the direction of Sanqi's boudoir, listening to the exclamations coming from time to time, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Don't be forced to pursue the feeling of not liking girls... It's great.

The next morning, just dawn, Sanqi, who was sleeping in her sleep, was suddenly awakened by a huge murderous aura. She turned over and got out of bed, put on her coat, and walked out of the manor. However, she saw black camp tents rising from a short distance, forming a city one after another. Countless black-armored ghost soldiers held weapons and walked through the camp tent at a rapid speed. A violent murderous aura soared into the sky and swept into all directions.

"Don't panic, we're back." The princess flew out of the military camp with her mace and landed in front of the manor.

"A Xiang, where is Dr. Su?" Sanqi reached out and grabbed her arm and said anxiously.

When the other party had not returned, she could still remain calm and wait silently, but when she heard that he had returned, she thought of her heart as if she had been arrows and could not wait for a moment.

"You, it's really beyond help." The princess shook her head speechlessly and said, "Old Su is commanding the army to set up camps and arrange future training and guarding matters. It will probably take a long time. Let's go back to the village to wait for him."

"No, I'll go find him now!" Sanqi could not wait any longer. He waved his hand and rushed to the military camp like a gust of wind, but the princess quickly grabbed his arm.

"My little aunt, you are a starving ghost, he is your food! You are a sick ghost, he is your medicine, you can't wait for a moment? What else can you do except look at him with your eyes?" The princess paused a mace on the ground and said in anger: "Can you be a little reserved?"

"No!" Sanqi thought about it seriously, shook his head and said, "If I can look at him more, my heart will be sweeter. What should I be reserved for that thing?"

The princess was so uncomfortable that she simply let go of her, and waved her hand impatiently and said, "You are foolish and obsessed with ghosts, go, I am too lazy to care about you."

Sanqi smiled and turned around and rushed to the military camp. But suddenly he seemed to remember something, and he slowly walked back.

"Why don't you go?" A look of relief flashed in the princess's eyes, thinking that she had figured out what she said to her.

"I'm afraid it will affect his work, so I'd better wait for him to come back obediently." Sanqi said seriously.

The princess didn't lift her breath and was almost choked to death. She stomped her feet angrily, turned around and walked into the manor, muttering constantly: "It's no help, this child is no help."

"Axiang, wait for me." As for the princess' words, Sanqi entered her left ear and her right ear, and chased her happily, and circled around her: "Why are you back? Did you encounter something in the underworld?"

...

When the sky was completely bright, Su Jin finally arranged everything in the military camp and brought Zhao Li to Mengpo Village.

"Doctor Su, you are finally back." Just as the two of them stepped into the lobby, a gust of fragrant wind suddenly rushed over and hit Su Jin's body.

However, Su Jin was prepared for this, spreading his legs one by one, grabbing the ground with his feet, standing on the ground like a mountain, resisting the figure that was rushing towards him, and not as embarrassed as last time.

Sanqi, regardless of whether Changsheng or Zhao Li was following Su Jin at this time, wrapped his arms around Su Jin's waist, buried his cheeks in his chest, and stuck to him.

She remembered the words of Changsheng accurately and tried her best to find opportunities to increase physical contact!

Su Jin still tried hard to push away the crazy silly girl as usual and said, "It's been more than a year since I saw her. How is Sanqi's life?"

"It's very bad." Sanqi looked up at his eyebrows and eyes, and the more he looked, the more he felt happy, but he tried hard to perform sadness on his face: "I don't feel happy every day and every hour without Dr. Su."

Su Jin: "..."
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