The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

On the second day, Wen Nu was forcefully picked up from the bed by Gu Yu. Because he was still a little sleepy, he let Gu Yu put on his clothes and fiery red cloak with sleepy eyes.

"Xianchang wake up, it's time for some breakfast."

In the past, the tyrant would go to the morning court first, and then come back to eat with the fallen angel, but today the fallen angel would go to the morning court with him, fearing that the fallen angel would be hungry, so the palace staff prepared breakfast.

Wen Nu frowned impatiently, and reluctantly followed Gu Yu to sit at the table for dinner.

The meal is still Bijou rice, and the emerald green rice exudes a faint spiritual power.

With the nourishment of spiritual power, Wen Nu gradually faded from his sleepiness, and his eyes were clear and clear.

Thinking of the fragrance of killing gods and the fragrance of sleepy spirits, Wen Nu's face was slightly cold, and without looking at the people beside him, he got up to feed the little black rabbit in the jade cage.

"Squeak...?"

The little black rabbit who was woken up stared blankly at its master, as if thinking about how the master fed it so early today.

Wen Nu was in a better mood, stretched out his hand and scratched the little black rabbit's chin, saw it squinting its eyes and shaking its ears, crooked its eyes and chuckled silently: "Good boy."

Suddenly there was a person on his back, Gu Yu hugged his waist tightly, and his shoulders were resting on his chin.

Thinking that the fallen angel would accompany him to the morning court, the tyrant was in a good mood, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, he leaned lazily on the fallen angel, his thin lips slightly curled up and asked in a low voice: "It's getting late, the immortal has had enough fun ?”

Wen Nu withdrew his hand lightly, his voice was indifferent, and he could tell he was angry: "Let's go."

A smile flashed across the tyrant's dark eyes, he curled his lips, held the Fallen Angel's hand, and led him out of the bedroom.

The fiery temperature came from the palm of the hand, and Wen Nu couldn't help but look at the hands they held.A slight struggle caused Gu Yu to look back.

Eyelashes fluttered slightly, meeting Gu Yu's suspicious eyes, red lips slightly raised, showing a warm smile towards the man: "It's uncomfortable to hold too tightly."

The tyrant quickly loosened his hands and let the Fallen Angel walk beside him, and the two walked side by side towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

All the ministers who had been waiting in the court looked anxiously in the direction of the dragon chair. Could it be that His Majesty will come to court early today!Almost an hour late!

Before the minister could ask anyone else, he saw His Majesty leading the Fallen Angel in.

"This……"

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This……"

Some ministers froze in place, staring blankly at His Majesty sitting on the dragon chair with the Fallen Angel, their eyes staring fixedly, as if seeing something terrifying.

Zhang Quanan waited beside the dragon chair, bent down and shouted to the ministers below: "Quiet—"

The noisy and chaotic hall instantly quieted down, and returned to its own position, kneeling on the ground and shouting along with everyone.

"Get up." Because of the Fallen Angel's company, Gu Yu didn't let them kneel for a long time this time, he waved his loose sleeves casually, and raised his hand to signal them to get up.

Wen Nu lowered his eyes, his whole face was hidden under the bead curtain, and the ministers underneath couldn't see clearly the expression of the Fallen Angel at all.

But under the coercion of His Majesty, they did not dare to look at or speak nonsense.

This morning court was the quietest and fastest morning court in history, and it took only an hour for the court to go down.

The tyrant was in a better mood, got up and left the Hall of Supreme Harmony with the Fallen Angel, thinking of the imperial doctor's order to let the immortal head walk more, he led them to the imperial garden.

The ministers who watched His Majesty and the Fallen Angel leave looked at each other, shut their mouths tightly and hurried out of the palace, and waited until they were far away from His Majesty's sphere of influence before daring to whisper with their friendly colleagues.

On the other side, the harem.

An Rong looked madly at himself in the mirror, his eyes were filled with hatred, he hated his father, his majesty and the real eldest daughter, An Rong.

Her mother was just a maid in Zuo Xiang's mansion, and after being spotted by Zuo Xiang, she became an aunt and gave birth to her.

She was about to marry her cousin, but she didn't expect that His Majesty would summon An Rong, the eldest daughter of Zuo Xiangfu, into the palace, but for some reason, her father didn't let An Rong into the palace, but let her into the palace with two different identities. palace.

Forced to be separated from her cousin, and now trapped in the palace and living alone, she is about to be driven crazy.

Since her father treated her like this, don't blame her for dragging the people from Zuo Xiangyi's family into trouble, she is really fed up!

The bead curtain in the hall was blown by the wind, and suddenly a piercing long arrow pierced into the wooden pillar with a plop, the tail of the arrow was still shaking.

An Qing was taken aback, and her face turned pale instantly. The arrow just grazed the side of her face, and the sharp arrowhead scratched her cheek, and bright blood flowed out.

Covering the wound tightly in pain, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the long arrow fiercely. When he saw the note tied to it, he untied it and opened it.

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, the expression on An Qing's face became more and more ferocious and frightening, her eyes were covered with hatred.

Father……

Ha ha……

An Qing sneered loudly, holding the note tightly, with frightening resentment bursting out of her eyes.

That's it, that's it——

In the eyes of her father, she is just a pawn that can be thrown out at will, and only An Rong is his only daughter!Then don't blame her for dragging them into the water!

Since my father ate His Majesty's parents back then, he should bear the consequences instead of letting her suffer for him!

Doesn't His Majesty like that Fallen Angel very much? I heard that the Fallen Angel is pregnant with His Majesty's child. If something happens to the Fallen Angel, the Zuo Xiang's house will not be able to escape!

An Qing fell into madness, her hair was disheveled and her clothes were messy, and she called the maids outside the palace over loudly.

The palace maid quickly entered the palace, and seeing the empress's appearance, she shrank her neck in shock and said in a low voice: "Empress, you...?"

An Qing glanced at her indifferently: "Come here and change my clothes and hair for Ben Gong."

The maid nodded tremblingly: "Yes, empress."

He hurriedly took the Chinese clothes and put them on for the empress, and asked the empress to sit in front of the dressing table and carefully comb the black hair and put on a golden silk-wrapped jade hairpin.

"Your Majesty, do you still want to wear a white jade and gold wreath?" The palace maid asked in a low voice, wondering why the Empress suddenly wanted to wear such gorgeous clothes.

With a cold face, An Qing helped the hairpin on her hair, glanced at the empty neck, hummed coldly, and asked the maid to put a circle on her.

After tidying up, An Qing walked around the hall, admiring the fine clothes on her body, she hooked her red lips and led the maid to meet the Fallen Angel.

Asked the maid to inquire, and learned that the Fallen Angel and His Majesty were both in the Imperial Garden, An Qing couldn't help laughing, even God was helping her, killing the Fallen Angel in front of His Majesty, how interesting and wonderful it is Ah, in this way, Zuo Xiang and those people will surely fall into the endless hell with her!

With a weird smile on her face, An Qing led the maids all the way to the imperial garden.

Wen Nu was slightly bending over to admire the flowers on both sides, and behind him stood Gu Yu, who was wearing an imperial costume and a crown on his head.

The tyrant frowned tightly, and forcefully pulled him up and hugged him in his arms, with a low voice: "Be careful, Immortal Elder, if you like these flowers, send someone to Tai Chi Palace alone."

Wen Nu's back was pressed tightly against Gu Yu's chest, and the scorching heat was transmitted from his back to his heart.

It hurts dully.

Pursing his lips and leaving from his arms, he left the place just now, and said in a cold voice: "No need, this deity is just watching."

Passing by the lotus pond, I found that the ice on the surface had begun to melt, exposing the running water and dried lotus inside.

Wen Nu became interested, and stood by the pool to observe the lotus carefully, wondering if he could still see the lotus in full bloom.

Thinking of leaving after giving birth, her red lips were bitten unconsciously.

"Meet the empress."

Suddenly there was a voice behind him, Wen Nu suddenly came back to his senses and turned around to look, the person who came was wearing a fine attire and was followed by a court lady, presumably it was Gu Yu's concubine.

For some reason, my mood became more irritable, my heart was stuffy, and my eyelids fluttered uncontrollably.

Suddenly remembering that she called Queen, Wen Nu frowned suspiciously: "Queen?"

An Qing covered her lips and exclaimed, with annoyance flashing in her eyes, she slowly approached the Fallen Angel by the pool, and said, "It's all my fault, Your Majesty should be trying to surprise the empress, I don't want my concubine to say it, but I hope you will." Your Majesty, don't take it to heart, or your majesty will be miserable if you get angry."

Wen Nu focused all his attention on the word "Queen", and didn't notice the coldness in An Qing's eyes. When he recovered, his body fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Immortal Elder—"

The tyrant's eyes cracked, and he saw that the eyes of the Fallen God Luoshui were instantly covered with bloodshot eyes, and the flower in his hand fell to the ground, and violently and viciously knocked the woman by the pool away.

Wen Nulu looked at the people on the shore in panic, subconsciously covered his stomach with his hands, and fell into the cold pool with a plop, the sewage rushed into his nasal cavity, he couldn't stand up because of his heavy stomach, he could only watch helplessly The surface of the water is getting farther and farther away from him.

"Well……"

The stomach was stimulated by the cold water, causing severe pain. The white clothes under his body were gradually soaked in red blood, and the surrounding sewage was stained with a layer of blood red.

Wen Nu's eyes went black for a while, his eyes stared blankly at the water surface, his body floated uncontrollably at the bottom of the water, his white clothes and fiery red cloak pulled him to continue down.

Suddenly, the surface of the water was rippling, and a figure in black clothes appeared in his eyes. Wen Nu looked at that anxious and furious face, with the corners of his lips raised greatly.

The tyrant is full of tyrannical killing intent

, Seeing that the surrounding area of ​​the Fallen Angel was full of red blood, the string in his heart instantly collapsed, and frantically swam towards the Fallen Angel.

Hooking the thin figure, he pulled him into his arms with all his strength, hugging the person in his arms tightly anxiously, and led him away from the cold pool.

On the shore, Wen Nu stared blankly at the sun in the sky, his face was as pale as if transparent, and he kept coughing up sewage with his mouth open.

His stomach hurts, and he could feel blood bleeding from his lower body. He held Gu Yu's sleeve tightly in a panic, his eyes were red, and his voice was dry and hoarse: "Gu, Gu Yu...baby...Gu Yu...baby ..."

The tyrant's eyes were scarlet, he hugged the person in his arms tightly without moving, and hurriedly carried him back to the Taiji Palace: "Don't be afraid, Immortal Elder, it will be fine...it will be fine..."

Not knowing whether he was comforting the elder or comforting himself, Gu Yu murmured in a low voice with mist in his eyes, fearing that the elder would leave him.

Zhang Quan'an followed closely behind, and Wu Naike had already gone to the Tai Hospital to call for help.As for An Qing, who pushed the Fallen God into the water, she passed out from the pain of being kicked by the tyrant with ten successes, with blood on the corners of her lips.

There was a riot in the Taiji Palace, the tyrant took off the blood-stained white clothes on the Fallen Angel with shaking hands, put on clean clothes for him, hugged him and let him lie on the bed, tightly holding that cold hand.

Staring at the person on the bed with a pale face, he choked up and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, Immortal Head, the imperial doctor will be here soon, you and the baby will be fine..."

Wen Nu curled up in pain, covered his stomach with the other hand, and prayed that the baby was okay.

He thought he had no feelings for the baby, but now he only wants the baby to be okay.

A drop of water slipped across the end of his eyes, and Wen Nu's heart ached so badly, it hurt several times worse than the pain in his stomach.

"Gu Yu..."

"I'm in so much pain..."

Biting her lower lip tightly, the blood dripped down the corners of her lips and stained her cheeks with tears.

The tyrant made the Fallen Angel loosen his lower lip with red eyes, stretched out his finger instead, and comforted him in a hoarse voice: "Be good, Immortal Elder, the pain will stop in a while..."

"Hmm..." Wen Nu groaned in pain, his body was still bleeding, biting Gu Yu's fingers, holding the bed sheet with both hands, his legs curled up and struggling in pain.

I don't know how long it took before the imperial physician finally arrived. The tyrant violently dragged the imperial physician over, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Hurry up and save the immortal, if the immortal

I have something to do, I just want you to be buried with me—"

"Gu Yu..."

Wen Nu tugged at Gu Yu's sleeve weakly, tugged at the corner of his lips and revealed a warm smile, and looked at the panic-stricken emperor with a pale face: "I want... my baby's red rope..."

The tyrant swallowed the bloody smell in his throat, his vision blurred, and he said yes in a hoarse voice.

Glancing at the fairy chief on the bed, he took out the box containing the child's red string with trembling hands, untied the restraint and put it in the hands of the fallen angel, and the two held hands tightly.

"The Immortal Elder will be fine..."

"Gu is still waiting for you and the baby..."

"Gu still has a surprise that I didn't tell the fairy..."

"So the elder fairy must be well..."

Wen Nu's eyelashes trembled slightly, the deer's eyes reflected the tearful Gu Yu, his red lips slightly raised, and he said softly, "Okay..."

The imperial physician hurriedly ordered the palace servants to bring hot water, and asked His Majesty to go out quickly, otherwise it would affect the birth of the immortal master.

The tyrant kissed the Fallen Angel's forehead with his thin lips, feeling extremely uneasy, as if something big was about to happen.

Reluctantly rubbing against the Immortal Elder's cheek, tears flowed down the Fallen Angel's cheek and fell on the neck, and said in a hoarse voice: "I will stay with the Immortal Elder outside the hall, the Immortal Elder is not afraid, I will wait for you and the child together come out……"

The door of the palace was tightly closed, and the tyrant walked around irritably, his eyes fixed on the door of the bedroom, trying to rush in more than once.

From time to time, the immortal elder's painful groans could be heard in the hall, followed by a loud cry of a baby.

Wen Nu looked at the baby in someone's arms with tears in his eyes, and slowly looked at the door of the bedroom, as if seeing Gu Yu through the heavy wooden door.

"Gu Yu..."

"Goodbye……"

Wen Nu closed his eyes and didn't breathe, his hands holding the bed sheet could not be released, and he fell down on the bed.

The imperial physician's eyes widened in panic, no matter how he tried to treat the Fallen Angel, he was still not breathing.

Outside the hall, the tyrant's heart was pounding, and the anxiety in his heart rose to the extreme, as if someone important had left him.

With shaking hands, he pushed open the door of the sleeping hall, and came to the inner hall in a panic, seeing the fallen angel still lying on the bed, heaved a sigh of relief, pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, and went forward to hold his hand, tilting his face and rubbing it vigorously. : "It's good that the fairy is fine..."

Gu Yu didn't seem to feel the coldness and stiffness in his hands, and his eyes were gentle and loving.

Looking at the face with closed eyes, he curled his lips and dropped a kiss on the sweaty forehead.

The imperial doctor knelt on the ground with a thud: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... I should die... I couldn't save you... Immortal Master... I should die..."

The baby who was held in the eunuch's arms suddenly wailed loudly, his little face blushing.

The tyrant glared at the imperial physician fiercely like a madman, and said sharply, "Shut up! The Immortal Elder is not dead! How could the Immortal Elder abandon the orphan and the child! The Immortal Elder is not dead..."

Gu Yu held the Fallen Angel in his arms, hugged him tightly, and kept murmuring in a low voice that the Immortal Elder was not dead.

His face was empty and numb, as if he had returned to 15 years ago, powerlessly watching his loved ones leave.

"Do not……"

"The Immortal Elder is not dead..."

The bloodstone earrings on the earlobe shattered, and the demonic blood instantly boiled and became disordered. The tyrant was surrounded by the magical mist, and his eyes were covered in red mist. He bit his finger hard and fed the fallen angel to drink the demonic blood.

Immortal Elder will be fine, will be fine...

As long as he drinks the magic blood, the fairy elder will share his life with him...

The tyrant hugged the person in his arms with red eyes, his slender waist tightly bound with his hands, just like before, waiting for the Fallen Angel to push and talk about the pain in a cold voice.

But this time, the person in his arms didn't struggle or make a sound...

Wen Nu's body gradually changed, his legs gradually became transparent, and soon spread to his waist.

"Do not--"

The tyrant crazily injected magic power into the fallen angel's body, but it still couldn't prevent the fairy elder's body from disappearing.

The baby in the eunuch's arms cried louder, as if he wanted to keep his father by crying.

"Anu, Anu, how dare you abandon your husband and son...I was wrong...I was wrong...I shouldn't let you conceive a child...I was wrong..."

The tyrant watched helplessly as the fairy elder's body turned into a spot of light and disappeared, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.

"His Majesty!"

The Imperial Physician crawled up to His Majesty on his knees, and shouted loudly towards the outside of the palace, causing a sudden panic in the palace.

The baby who lost its father is still crying loudly, and the crying voice is getting hoarse.

……

……

Far away on the outskirts of the capital, under the moonlight, a beam of light streaked across the sky and landed on the ground. After the light dispersed, a figure appeared under the tree.

Blood overflowed from the corner of Wen Nu's lips, he weakly supported the tree next to him, crossed his legs

Sitting on the ground, closing eyes tightly to meditate and practice, taking advantage of the bright moonlight, absorbing the essence of the moon, and repairing the injuries on the body.

Without the God-killing Incense and Sleeping Spirit Incense, all the surrounding spiritual power was absorbed into his body. Although there was only a little spiritual power, the injuries on his body had already healed a lot.It's just that she just gave birth and her body is still very weak.

When the sky was getting brighter, Wen Nu got up from the ground, patted the dust on the hem of his clothes, stood on a high place and glanced at the largest building in the capital, the Imperial Palace.

"baby……"

"Gu Yu..."

Pursing his lips and hardening his heart, he turned and left, the white figure became farther and farther away from the capital until he could no longer see it.

All the way through the deep mountains and old forests, through the steep cliffs, the spiritual power is also praised a little, but I don't know if it is the sequelae of the man's childbirth, his body is still very weak, he is panting after walking two steps, and his face is pale.

As night fell, Wen Nu stopped on a cliff and sat cross-legged on a high place to meditate.

As time passed, there were suddenly rustling footsteps behind him.

Wen Nu suddenly opened his eyes, summoned the Guanyin Sword and turned to look behind vigilantly.

The people in different clothes were surrounded by black mist, and Wen Nu recognized them as members of the demon clan at a glance.

Seeing that they were discovered, those people clasped their hands, and the black mist turned into a weapon and appeared in their hands.

They came to take the fallen angel's life at the order of Lord Xue Yuan, and they chased after a long time before catching up with the fallen angel, and today they will take the head of the fallen angel and bring it back to the Lord!

The demons surrounded by the black mist glanced at each other, separated and quickly flew towards the fallen angel, and the weapon turned into the magic mist in their hands automatically hit the fallen angel.

Wen Nuliu frowned slightly, held the Avalokitesvara sword and knocked the weapon into the air, dodged to avoid another person's attack, tapped the void with his toes, put his palms together, the Avalokitesvara sword engraved many blades, and hit the surrounding demons.

The spiritual power was not enough to support this move, and the Guanyin sword flew back to Wen Nu's hand quickly. Taking advantage of the wounded demons, the sharp sword energy swept straight towards them, leaving scars on their bodies.

Several demons held their wounds and took a few steps back, looked at each other, a dark light flashed in their eyes, the bright moonlight instantly turned dark red, and the surrounding magic mist surged towards the Fallen Angel, wrapping him tightly around In the middle, he dragged and fell into an enchantment.

The body fell down uncontrollably, Wen Nu put the Guanyin Sword aside, but still

Can't stop the falling speed.

"Well……"

His body fell to the ground suddenly, but fortunately he used the last of his spiritual power to protect his body, otherwise he would have suffered serious injuries from such a high distance.

Struggling to get up from the ground, the crescent white clothes on his body were stained with dust, and the hem of the clothes was scratched by those demons, and the holes were blown by the wind.

Wen Nu frowned and looked around, and found that he had landed in a cave. The surrounding area of ​​the cave was glowing with red light, and the cold wind was blowing constantly.

Suddenly, the candles on the wall flickered, the cave was dark and bright, and there was a strange sound of chains whistling.

Wen Nu waved the dust on his body, recalled the Guanyin sword and walked vigilantly towards the location of the sound

As he walked, the voice became clearer and clearer, as if it was mixed with a painful muffled sound.

Wen Nu was more vigilant, his feet were very light, and he walked through the long cave with his sword in hand. Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of his eyes. Wen Nu subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and when the white light disappeared, he quickly put down his hand and wanted to leave.

But it was too late, the surrounding environment changed drastically, the cave disappeared and became a steep mountain.

Wen Nu stood on the cliff, his white clothes rattled by the wind, he frowned, feeling familiar, and before he thought about the figures that suddenly appeared in front of him.

The red-clothed boy who ran in the front looked desperately at the dead end on the cliff, and stopped in the face of pursuit. The red clothes on his body were scattered, revealing the blood-stained white gauze, spreading from his neck all the way to his clothes.

Ziao Bai's face was covered with blood, and there was a flame-like succubus mark on his forehead.

Arrogant?

Doubt flashed in Wen Nu's eyes, is this a delusional illusion?Otherwise, how could there be delusions?

Luan Qiu belongs to the succubus faction of the demon world, and the fiery red mark on his forehead is his status symbol.

Since there was a fantasy in the cave, and the red blood moon he saw when he fell, did he fall into the demon clan?

Seeing that Wang Qiu was about to be beaten to death, Wen Nu hesitated for a moment and finally stepped forward, before he could make a move, suddenly those young men who attacked Wang Qiu were thrown away.

"The evildoer of the demon race dared to enter the place of the deity, and left quickly."

A figure in green clothes flashed in the air. The person who came came with sword eyebrows and star eyes, his expression was cold, his hands were behind his back, and beside him stood a dark sword like ink, which was indifferent and ruthless.

Winnu's eyes lit up