The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

"Really……"

Gu Yu's eyes were timid, and he moved his fingertips to hold Xian Zhang's hands, absorbing the temperature above, seeking comfort.

Wen Nu smiled sweetly, endured fainting and nodded vigorously, his face pale under the firelight.

"Of course it's true, Your Majesty don't need to worry, I'm fine, the wound will heal automatically, but you—"

He took out a held hand and carefully stopped beside His Majesty's wound.

It was a large wound, which looked like it had been cut by gravel, and was still soaking in blood.

Gu Yu smiled indifferently, his thin lips were slightly dry, and consciously explained the process of falling off the cliff, so that the Fallen Angel would not doubt the truth of the matter.

"I was accidentally scratched when I fell off the cliff. Fortunately, there are many green vines in the middle of the cliff, otherwise Gu would not be injured like this..."

After the catastrophe, Yu Sheng sighed, and sat beside the fire holding the fairy by the wrist.

When Wen Nu sat down, his legs were in severe pain. It was not the pain of the wound, but the pain caused by the broken bones.

His face was dripping with sweat, and his eyes kept turning black, biting the tip of his tongue hard to keep himself awake.

His Majesty's injury has not healed yet, and he cannot fall into a coma yet...

Moreover, his body was a little weird, and his heart was extremely hot. A gust of hot air rushed straight down from the top, and he pulled off the collar uncontrollably with his hands, revealing his fair skin.

The cold wind poured in, and he couldn't help shivering, the heat dissipated slightly, but after a while, the heat returned instantly, making his face flushed red and his eyes blurred.

His brain was a little dazed, he tilted his head and stared blankly at the person beside him, and stretched out his hand to poke the void.

"Well……"

"His Majesty……"

"Why are there two His Majesties...?"

Shaking his head, he rushed directly towards the two His Majesties.Seeing that the Fallen Angel was about to fall into the fire, Gu Yu's heart suddenly hung in the air, and before he could react, he quickly grabbed his waist and pulled him into his arms.

"Fairy! What are you doing 1

Wen Nu blinked blankly, looked at the facial features a few feet away, his eyes were dull, and his voice was delicate and weak: "Your Majesty..."

Only then did Gu Yu notice the Fallen Angel's anomaly, frowning, he stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, it was hot and hot.

Remember part of the plan was to feed Fallen Angels with charms/drugs, so the charms/drugs had an effect in his current situation?

But the Fallen Angel doesn't have desire/burning body...

The two are hugging each other facing each other now, and the Fallen Angel is sitting on his lap, with his abdomen clinging tightly, so it is clear that the Fallen Angel has not reacted.

Looking at the person in his embrace, the Fallen Angel's clear deer eyes were wide open, moist and moist with a thin layer of water mist, the end of the eyes with a faint blush, and the bright red mark on the forehead, which complemented the He is getting more and more charming.

Gu Yu pinched the bridge of his nose, and closed his eyes violently.

Suddenly, the ear was hot, and there was a burst of numbness, and the soft voice of the Fallen God sounded: "Your Majesty does not hurt, the wound will heal soon..."

Wen Nu shook his head, relying on perseverance to barely stay awake for a moment, and realized that he was sitting in His Majesty's arms, and the tips of his ears moved and turned red.

But he didn't have much time to stay awake, so he could only stay in this position, with his body tightly pressed against His Majesty's body, reaching out his hand towards the wound on His Majesty's back, urging his spiritual power to heal the wound.

After doing all this, his body collapsed in an instant, and he smiled warmly at His Majesty, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

at last……

It's time to rest...

Wen Nu sank into the tyrant's arms, his hands hanging limply at his sides, and the breath he exhaled was weak and hot.

The moment Gu Yu opened his eyes, he was hit violently by the fallen angel's smile, his pupils shrunk and he quickly supported the fallen angel's waist.There was no pain on his back, and he knew without thinking that it was the Fallen Angel who healed his wounds.

The scorching temperature was like a flame, and it was so hot that Gu Yu's hands ached. Suddenly realizing that he was being charmed by the Fallen Angel again, he pushed the person in his arms away, frowning tightly.

Wen Nu, who was unconscious, landed on the ground in a twisted posture, his legs showing an abnormal arc.

His face was white and red, his lips were blue and purple, and his body twitched in pain.

The tyrant got up with a sullen face, looked down at the Fallen Angel lying on the ground, moved his feet slightly, bent down, and grabbed the Fallen Angel with both hands by the neck.

The neck of his subordinate is slender and fragile, as long as he exerts force, it will twist with a click, and get rid of the Fallen Angel that sometimes charms him.

Slowly tightening his hands, he watched the Fallen Angel's face turn red continuously, and his eyes were filled with indifference and gloom.

"Well……"

Wen Nu groaned in a coma, and Gu Yu's pupils narrowed and quickly withdrew his hand, pretending to take care of him, his eyes full of worry.

The fallen angel's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. The moment he regained consciousness, he felt pain all over his body, very painful, especially his legs.

Seeing the worried and anxious Gu Yu, he couldn't help crying and grabbed his sleeve: "Husband, husband... I, I hurt so much... My leg, my leg really, really hurts... Am I, am I going to change?" crippled..."

As if struck by lightning, the tyrant was startled by the word husband, and couldn't help but think of that day, after the Fallen Angel took the love potion, it was the same, as if it was a different person.

Fearing that people on the ground would notice something strange, the tyrant lowered his eyes slightly, hugged him in his arms distressedly, and comforted him softly: "Good boy, you won't be limping, and the pain will be gone soon."

After acting for a long time, the tyrant has this at his fingertips.

Wen Nu buried her face in her husband's arms, tightly wrapped her arms around the man's waist, sobbing and crying out for pain.

"Husband..."

"Husband..."

"It hurts..."

"Is my leg broken, woo woo woo..."

Tears soaked the clothes on the tyrant's chest, he narrowed his phoenix eyes in a place where the fallen angel couldn't see, and glanced at the twisted legs of the fallen angel.

The Fallen Angel came to the cave in this state just now?

Thinking about it now, the Fallen Angel's complexion was indeed wrong, his face was pale and his legs trembled, it turned out that his legs were broken.

The voice of the Fallen Angel crying, sobbing and screaming for pain kept ringing in his ears, and Gu Yu's eyes were drooping, making it hard to see his expression clearly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the person in his arms moved, crying and exclaiming: "Husband! I, I, I seem to have been drugged..."

Wen Nu looked up with teary eyes, and could only see the man's clean and smooth chin.

Feeling the strangeness of the body, the deer's eyes widened with tears hanging on the eyelashes, and he held his hand and put it somewhere.

"I, I'm so uncomfortable..."

When the tyrant touched something under his hand, his pupils dilated and he drew back his hand to wipe it by his side!

"you--"

Wen Nu's eyelashes fluttered, and the teardrops hanging on them slapped down, and the corners of his lips were crying even more aggrieved.

Not only does his leg hurt now, but his heart hurts too...

Gu Yu actually disliked him, he was not like this before, sometimes told him not to bully him, but Gu Yu didn't listen, he was obsessed with that matter.

Now that he offered to touch it, he stopped and wiped his hands on his clothes several times!

Her body seemed to be in more pain. Wen Nu couldn't help herself from crying. She held onto the man's sleeves tightly with both hands and choked with sobs, "Gu Yu, do you despise me..."

The tyrant suppressed his irritability, took a deep breath and gently patted the fallen angel's back, soothing the fallen angel whose personality had changed drastically.

"Anu, you are not suitable, not suitable for that..." The tyrant was stuck, his ears were a little red, his eyes were looking around, but he didn't look under the fallen angel.

Under the comfort of the tyrant, although Wen Nu was still feeling very uncomfortable, he was not in good spirits, and gradually fell asleep in the man's arms, with his hands on his chest, carefully grasping the black hair on the first floor, and there was a choking sound in his throat from time to time, just Even in my dream, I cried from pain.

Gu Yu didn't dare to move for fear of waking the Fallen Angel, so he let him pull his long hair on his chest.

Thinking back, he actually thought that the fallen angel was cute, Gu Yu's face turned black, and a wisp of black mist emerged from his fingertips and penetrated into the fallen angel's body, making him sleep even deeper.

After the scene just now, the image of the Fallen Angel in his heart plummeted.

Glancing at the twisted and broken legs, he pushed the person in his arms to the ground with a cold face, stood up and wiped his hands expressionlessly, as if they were stained with something dirty.

Wen Nu, who was lying on the ground, curled up into a ball, his body trembling one after another, with a few tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, as if he was in a nightmare, he choked up and kept calling for her husband.

The tyrant paused for a moment while wiping his hands, staring heavily at the fire, his eyes reflected the dazzling fire and the heavily injured Fallen Angel in white beside him.

His ears seemed to be dazed, and the words "Husband" that the Fallen God shouted softly echoed all the time.

As soon as he closed his eyes, his body had picked up the Fallen Angel on the ground before he realized it. His movements were very light, carefully avoiding the pair of broken legs.

Gu Yu brainwashed himself to find reasons and excuses. A Yuan still needs the umbilical cord blood of the fallen angel's son, so the fallen angel can't die yet.

If the Fallen Angel charms him again next time, he will never let him go like this time.

The person in his arms was light and weightless, and the pain in the tyrant's eyes flashed, even he didn't notice it.

After extinguishing the fire in the cave, the king in the black robe and crown walked smoothly in the night with the fallen angel in his arms, and when he came to the place where the two fell off the cliff, his thin lips curled slightly, and he flew up the cliff.

With the sound of the wind, Wen Nu, who fell into a coma, subconsciously buried herself in her husband's arms, her arms curled up, her hands tightly clutching her clothes, her eyebrows furrowed uneasily, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Gu Yu lowered his head and looked at the Fallen Angel, his toes lightly landed on the ground, and he carried the Fallen Angel back to the camp in the moonlight.

Under the night, the figures of the two became smaller and smaller, leaving the cliff behind.

Zuo Qian waited under the tree for a long time, and the generals of the battalion had already gone to look for the tyrant.

The planning was flawless, making it impossible to see the fakeness at all, as if the king had really fallen off the cliff.

Zuo Qian stared anxiously at the gate of the camp. This evening he encountered a pack of wolves somehow. It was the Immortal who saved him. When he woke up, he did not see the Immortal. Only after asking did he know that His Majesty fell off the cliff, and the Immortal rescued him. He then rushed to rescue His Majesty.

Thinking of how exhausted and scarred the Immortal Venerable was before he fell into a coma, he was restless, afraid that something would happen to the Immortal Venerable!

Suddenly a figure appeared outside the camp, Zuo Qian's eyes lit up and he hurried to meet him.

Seeing the person in His Majesty's arms, his pupils dilated.Xianzun's body was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, his skin was covered with small wounds, and his legs were distorted and weak. It was obvious at a glance that his legs were seriously injured!

Anxiously, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand, wanting to take the master from the tyrant's arms.

Gu Yu raised his eyes and gave him a cold look, sideways avoided Zuo Qian's hands, walked straight into the emperor's tent with his fallen angel in his arms, and told the eunuch next to him: "Hurry up and pass on the imperial doctor, the immortal is seriously injured."