The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

It was the first time for Jiang Shen to hear his disciple say this, and his cold and expressionless face showed surprise: "Wangqiu, why do you think so? Since you have entered the seat of this deity, this deity has not disliked your identity as a succubus." .”

Wang Qiu's eyes were red, she held hands tightly and raised her eyes to stare at Shizun, her vision was blurred by tears, she choked up and said, "Then why doesn't Shizun drink the tea I made!"

Shen Jian frowned slightly, seeing his disciple was crying again, sighed and reached out to take the teacup next to him and drank it down, and said to him again in a cold voice: "Next time, don't make tea, I don't like tea recently, If you really have nothing to do, practice hard.”

Wen Nu floated in the air, he could only watch as Jiang Shen drank the cup of tea containing the god-killing medicine, and anxiously wanted to remind him, but this was just an illusion, something that happened at that time, he could not Stopping can't be changed, we can only follow the trend step by step.

Wang Qiu saw Master drinking tea, a crazy smile appeared on his tear-stained face, he took off the disguise, and released the desire/desire deep in his heart: "Don't like tea? Master is lying again, obviously you like it very much." Tea! But it’s okay, even if the master hates me, the master can’t refuse! The master can only belong to the disciple, and the disciple wants to take you to a place where no one can find it, only the two of us!"

He stepped forward and raised the master's chin, his eyes glanced obsessively at the sharp sword eyebrows and thin lips of the master, and rubbed the corners of his lips against the master's face.

"Fraud!"

Seeing the disciple suddenly change into another appearance, Shen Jian's eyebrows were tightly frowned, surprise flashed in his eyes, and he reached out to push the person in front of him away, but for some reason, his whole body lost all strength, and even his spiritual power disappeared completely. net.

Thinking of the cup of tea just now, black eyes looked at Wang Qiu coldly: "What did you put in the tea?"

He knew what it was without thinking about it. Apart from the demon god Hongsha, there was nothing else that could make the gods lose their mana in an instant.

Jiang Shen gave Wang Qiu a disappointed look: "Wang Qiu, you finally returned to the way of the devil."

He closed his eyes and sat on the chair indifferently, as if he didn't notice the wetness and warmth on his face: "Tell me, what do you want to do, Qingya was also hurt by you."

A flash of panic flashed in Wang Qiu's eyes, remembering that the master could not escape, he simply tore up the past, and laughed loudly: "Yes, I hurt Qingya, so what?

, he should be damned!He shouldn't be pestering Master!Master is mine! "

He pinched Shizun's cheek fiercely, opened his mouth to bite that thin cold lip, and saw the tooth marks that belonged to him left on it, and felt very satisfied.

The expression on Jiang Shen's face remained unchanged, he noticed the abnormality on his lips, and closed his eyes not to look at the disciple who had fallen into madness.

Wen Nu didn't expect that Wang Qiu would have such feelings for Jiang Shen, but Wang Qiu was destined not to get a response. Jiang Shen is the only immortal in the heavens who has ascended to the sky with the Dao of Ruthless and the Dao of Sword, and he is like a person who cultivates the Dao of Ruthless The seven emotions and six desires are forbidden.

Seeing that Master closed his eyes and didn't want to see him, Wang Qiu pried open Master's teeth heavily with red eyes, and wrapped around the tip of Master's tongue to join him.

When I turned my gaze, the surrounding environment became the cave where Wen Nu fell, but this place seemed to be deep in the cave.

"Well……"

Wen Nu heard Jiang Shen's voice, and hurried towards the direction of the voice. Seeing the scene in front of him, his pupils shrank and he quickly turned his back to the two people who were entangled on the bed.

"Master..."

"Master..."

"Master, is it very enjoyable..."

"The disciple also likes it very much..."

Jiang Shen was lying on the stone bed, his chin was forced to lift to bear the disciple's kiss.

The red clothes on Luangqiu's body were scattered, tightly wrapped around the master's strong waist, and with the other hand, he raised the master's chin so that he could tilt his head up, and kissed the thin and cool lips.

Wen Nu heard the muffled groans of the two, his ears were slightly red, and a white light flashed in front of his eyes in an instant, and he came out of the illusion.

Suddenly a long red whip appeared in front of him, and Wang Qiu looked at the fairy in white with hatred on his face, gritted his teeth and said: "Qing Ya, why are you here?!"

Wen Nu nimbly dodged the long whip, and summoned the Guanyin Sword to block Wang Qiu's attack.

Luangqiu was wearing the same clothes as in the illusion, the red clothes were sloppily worn on his body, his long hair was untied and draped behind him casually, his whole body was filled with satiety.

Wen Nu thought of how Wang Qiu would treat General Shen, pursed his lips and put his hands together to transform into countless Guanyin swords, letting them wrap around Wang Qiu, while he quickly dodged into the cave.

In the cave, Jiang Shen heard the footsteps and looked up, seeing that Qingya's pupils shrank, thinking that he was not naked, he lowered his eyelids and said in a hoarse voice with no expression: "Qingya, you are here."

Wen Nuliu frowned slightly, he didn't expect that Wang Qiu would treat him like this

Jiang Chen didn't even put on his clothes.

His sight was drawn away by the weapon on his shoulder blades, his eyes were a little dry and red, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward to cut off the hook bone chain.

Just as he was about to cut off the last hook bone chain, there was a piercing sound of whipping behind him.

Wen Nu quickly dodges, puts Shen Song and his ring into Jiang Shen's hands secretly, and turns to face the red robe.

Different from the one in the illusion, Wang Qiu is no longer the bullied boy back then, but has become a real succubus, with a dark red succubus mark on his forehead.

"Damn!"

"I won't let you take Master away!"

Luangqiu's eyes were full of anger, he waved the red whip fiercely in his hand, and went straight to attack Qingya.

Wen Nu tapped his toes lightly, stepped on the red whip and quickly walked towards Wang Qiu, the blade of the sword in his hand flashed coldly under the candlelight.

There was a murderous intent on Luangqiu's face, he curled the corners of his lips, ruthlessly put away the whip, and the whip flew towards Qingya's foot, tightly wrapped around that foot, and flung it onto the mountain wall.

"Well……"

Wen Nu's back hit the mountain wall heavily, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the Guanyin sword was knocked into the air and landed in the distance.

Because of the childbirth, his body is still not fully recovered, now he was attacked by Wang Qiu with ten success powers, his whole body is screaming with pain.

Struggling to get up from the ground, but his legs lost strength and could not support him up, his eyes kept turning black, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.

Panting heavily, lying on the ground, his chest was suddenly stepped on, and the heavy force made Wen Nu's face paler.

Wang Qiu coldly looked at the people under his feet, thinking that Qingya was stepped on by him, blushed with excitement, curled his lips and swung a long whip at him fiercely.

"Well……"

Wen Nu was whipped and rolled over, the crescent white robe on his body was dirty and messy, his face like Guanyin was stained with dirt, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Luanqiu laughed loudly, squinting at Qingya, who was beaten so weakly by him: "Isn't this Qingya Immortal, or my defeated opponent! You dare to get close to Master! Master is mine! "

Wen Nu's eyes were dizzy, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. His hands were firmly grasping the ground, and blood was soaked in his nails.

Lu Mou looked forward blankly, as if he saw Gu Yu, who was pierced by thousands of arrows.

winked

I blinked to take a closer look, but my vision became dark and I passed out.

Wang Qiu, who beat Qing Ya, saw that he had fainted, snorted coldly, stretched out his foot and kicked him away: "But that's all——"

There was a bitter sword wind from behind, and Shen looked straight at Wangqiu with a cold face. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Qingya who had passed out, and turned to Wangqiu indifferently, holding a long sword as black as ink in his hand.

Luan Qiu dodged and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief: "Master! You—"

Jiang ignored his shock with a cold face, and swept the tip of the ruthless sword as black as ink straight at Wang Qiu.

Wang Qiu's eyes reflected the indifference and ruthlessness on Master's face, as if he couldn't believe that Master really wanted his life, so he stood still and let the sharp knife penetrate into his chest, the corners of his lips overflowed With blood, red eyes crying: "Master, do you want to kill me?"

Shrinking Shen's pupils, retracting the long sword abruptly, turned around and walked towards Qingya with no expression on his face, without even looking at Wangqiu, he hugged Qingya and left the cave straight away.

"Do not……"

"Master, don't go..."

"Master..."

Luang Qiu frantically chased after him, the wound on his chest sprayed blood, splashed on his face, blurring his vision.

Clutching his wounds, he fell to the ground, the red clothes on his body were soaked by the blood flowing from his chest, staring fixedly at the leaving figure of Master, struggling to get up from the ground.

"Do not……"

"Master, don't go..."

"Master, don't go..."

Unwilling to cry, Wang Qiu cried loudly, even if he crawled, he still wanted to catch up.

Jiang Shen listened to his crying, paused slightly, waved his hand to knock out the person on the ground, and slightly moved his fingertips to stop the bleeding wound.

She closed her eyes, hugged Qingya and left the Demon Realm, returning to the Immortal Mansion after a long absence.

……

Gu Chao Imperial Palace

The tyrant lay on the dragon bed with his eyes closed. He had a nightmare. He dreamed that the head of the fairy left him and left with the child, but he didn't believe it, how could the head of the fairy leave him.

Breaking through the illusion in the dream, his eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that the hall was pitch black and he could not see anything, he frowned and scolded in a cold voice: "Zhang Quan'an! Get over here and light the lamp! If the immortal chief is injured, we must Your life!"

Zhang Quan'an, who was waiting outside the hall, hurried into the hall. Hearing what His Majesty said, he widened his eyes and looked at His Majesty's empty eyes in disbelief.

eye.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"Now, now is daytime..."

"Your eyes..."

Zhang Quan'an didn't dare to continue talking, and knelt on the ground with his head down tightly, his face covered with cold sweat.

The tyrant froze for a moment, then suddenly threw off the quilt and got out of bed with a sullen face.I couldn't see anything with my blind eyes, and my legs hurt when they hit the sharp table.

But Gu Yu didn't seem to notice, he touched Zhang Quanan's position and kicked him away fiercely, his voice was low and gloomy: "Tell me, is it because you, a slave, closed the windows and doors, so the orphan can't see it!"

Zhang Quan'an was kicked to the ground by His Majesty. Hearing His Majesty's words, he hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, this servant did not, and this servant did not dare. Your Majesty is clearly aware that this servant really did not close the doors and windows..."

The tyrant closed his eyes with an ugly face, remembering that the head of the fairy was still resting and sleeping, and snorted coldly: "I will spare you this time, if I am not afraid of disturbing the head of the fairy, I will cut off your head!"

Zhang Quan'an trembled all over, not daring to tell His Majesty that the immortal master was dead, even his body turned into a spot of light and disappeared.

The door of the hall was suddenly pushed open heavily, the national teacher Xue Yuan came in with a baby in his arms, seeing Gu Yu standing in the center of the hall, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The blood stone earrings on Gu Yu's earlobe had been shattered, and if he hadn't passed out in time, the devil blood would have taken over his entire body.

Xue Yuan pursed his lips in disappointment, with no expression on his face, and walked towards Gu Yu with the baby in his arms, with a cruel and cold voice: "Gu Yu, the Fallen Angel is dead."

The tyrant's pupils dilated, his empty eyes looked in the direction of the sound, the tails of his eyes were scarlet, and he gnashed his teeth angrily: "Shut up! The Immortal Elder is not dead!"

Xue Yuan stepped forward and stood in front of Gu Yu, the baby in his arms felt a familiar breath, opened his mouth to cry, and clenched his fists to find his father.

"Wow wow wow..."

Hearing the baby's cries, the tyrant stretched out his hands to cover his ears in pain, and with his waist bent, flashed a picture of the immortal elder's lifeless appearance, and the immortal elder's disappearance into light spots.

"Do not--"

"The Immortal Elder is not dead—"

Gu Yu's face was ferocious, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, his empty eyes stared fiercely at him, he grabbed the child from the National Teacher's arms with force, and swept all the people in the hall out with his hand.

The heavy door of the palace was slammed shut, and everyone was shut out by the tyrant, except him and the crying child in the palace.

The tyrant fell madly holding the baby and fell to the ground, thinking that the Fallen Angel dared to abandon his husband and son, raised the baby in his hand, and wanted to throw him to the ground with dark and violent eyes.

The eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the black lines on his face were fading away.

"Wow wow wow..."

The baby who was held up high cried louder, clenched its fists and waved it around, and its small body wrapped in brocade quilt dangled back and forth, as if sensing danger, it closed its eyes and cried even harder.

The madness on the tyrant's face slowly faded away, he numbly put the baby on the ground, groped and reached out to touch the baby's small face, his big hand gradually moved to the baby's neck, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "Good boy, good boy, Gu will take you to find Daddy..."

The baby rubbed against his father's big hand, not realizing that his father would want to kill him. He simply stopped crying, rubbed his face against his father's palm, clenched his fists and laughed.

Gu Yu's hand holding the baby's neck tightened slightly, the baby in the brocade quilt didn't notice the danger, thought his father was playing with him, and laughed more and more happily.

The red rope on his wrist suddenly burned him, and the tyrant woke up suddenly, let go of the hand holding the baby's neck, and held him tightly in his arms, tears from the corners of his eyes ran down his cheeks and fell on the baby's forehead.

"Xianchang..."

"Are you willing to abandon your husband and son..."

"Boy, he can't live without daddy..."

"I can't live without the immortal leader..."

The tyrant murmured while hugging the baby who knew no joy or sorrow, and buried his face in the baby's body in pain and despair, sucking the warmth from it.

With eyes that lost their light, he stared at the darkness vainly, thinking of An Rong who had killed the Immortal Chief, his eyes were filled with murderous intent and violence.

He will never let her go!

Gently shaking the baby in his arms, the tyrant got up from the ground, carefully placed the baby's face against his chest, reached out and groped for things around him, and left the bedroom.

Seeing His Majesty coming out, Zhang Quanan, who had been guarding outside the hall, hurried forward: "Your Majesty!"

National teacher Xue Yuan glanced at Gu Yu who had returned to normal, frowned slightly, and said expressionlessly: "Since Your Majesty is fine, I will go back first."

After saying goodbye, he left Tai Chi Palace directly, and before leaving, he glanced back at Gu Yu secretly,

A cold light flashed in his eyes.

It seems that it has to continue to get worse before the devil blood can occupy that body.

The tyrant looked at the direction Xue Yuan was leaving with empty eyes, looked down at the baby in his arms, and commanded Zhang Quan'an in a hoarse voice: "Go to the imperial physician and ask them to treat Gu's eyes."

Zhang Quan'an's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly nodded vigorously: "Yes, Your Majesty, this servant is going!"

Wu Naike stood aside silently, staring at the baby in His Majesty's arms from the corner of his eye.He didn't expect the immortal master to leave. When he found out that the immortal master passed away, he was stunned. He watched His Majesty being carried out, and the little prince being hugged by the eunuch...

"Wu Naike."

Hearing His Majesty calling him, Wu Naike recovered from the memories, and hurriedly stepped forward and bent down: "The servant is here."

The tyrant touched the baby in his arms, and asked Wu Naike to fetch goat milk that the baby could eat.

As a man, the Immortal Elder could not feed the child, so when the Immortal Elder was about to give birth, he had someone prepare goat milk.

But now, the immortal leader has left him and the boy...

The tyrant's black eyes were covered by red mist, and with red eyes gritting his teeth, he groped back to the bedroom with the child in his arms.

Wu Naike didn't dare to delay, he hurried to the imperial kitchen to watch the imperial chef prepare the goat's milk for the little prince, and asked them to prepare food for His Majesty by the way.

His Majesty has been in a coma for two whole days since the death of the immortal master, without a drop of water, even His Majesty's body would not be able to bear it.

The little prince has lost his father, so he can no longer lose his father.

……

The tyrant sat on the couch with the child in his arms, and looked out the window with empty eyes expressionlessly. A fairy with gentle brows and smiling eyes flashed in front of his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to tightly cover his heart. His heart seemed to be in pain, and he was about to faint from the pain.

Suddenly there was a touch of weight on the instep, and Gu Yu's eyes that lost their light looked at the upper of the shoe, and he couldn't see anything except the darkness.

The little black rabbit looked up at the little baby in the bad man's arms, and felt the breath of the master from him, but no matter how hard he looked around, there was no sign of the master.

The little black rabbit was picking up the villain's shoes, and the long rabbit ears on his head were shaking back and forth.

The tyrant remembered that the elder fairy often hugged and teased the black rabbit, and there was an expression on his face that seemed to be crying but not crying.

As long as I think that I will never see the fairy sitting under the window waiting for him again, my eyes are red, holding

The boy's hands tightened suddenly, and he murmured something in a hoarse voice.

A drop of water fell on the little black rabbit's face, he shook his head blankly, and squeaked at the villain, accusing him of getting its fur wet.

When Gu Yu heard the cry of the black rabbit, he lowered his head and bent over to pick it up.

The little black rabbit looked at the water on the villain's face, and tilted his head in doubt.The villain's eyes are so red, redder than Xiaobai's eyes he has ever seen, and is the water on his face tears?It saw Xiaobai crying before, and it looked like this.

The little black rabbit didn't know why the villain was crying. The tip of his nose moved and he smelled the owner's body. He shook his ears and struggled, jumped into the brocade quilt that the villain was holding, and rubbed the baby's face: "Squeak..."

The tyrant numbly let go of the black rabbit in his hand, felt the coolness on his face, and wiped it away expressionlessly.

It turned out to be tears.

He hasn't shed a tear since 15 years ago.

Uncontrollably shedding tears from her eyes, she bowed her waist slightly with pain in her heart, and hugged the baby in her arms tightly.

"Your Majesty, the imperial physician is here."

Zhang Quan'an's voice sounded outside the hall, Gu Yu was like a drowning mortal, breathing heavily, sucking up the air in the air.

Wiping away the tears on his face, he lowered his eyes expressionlessly, so that no one could see the sadness on his body.

"Come in."

Because I haven't drank water for a long time, my voice is dry and hoarse, which sounds ugly.

The little black rabbit shook its ears, lay on the baby's arms, and teased him with its ears.

The imperial physician followed Eunuch Zhang and saw His Majesty sitting on the couch with the little prince in his arms, hurriedly lowered his eyes and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, Wanan."

Gu Yu silently looked at the place where the voice came from, and hummed coldly: "Get up."

With a blank expression, he looked back and continued: "I think Zhang Quan'an has already told you that Gu's eyes are blind, and he summoned you today. Gu's eyes must be cured, otherwise Gu will kill you."

The imperial physician nodded with a trembling voice: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

Carefully stepped forward to feel His Majesty's pulse, and learned that His Majesty's eyes were caused by the surge of qi and blood, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, opened the medicine box, took out the silver needles inside, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, do I need acupuncture for you?"

The tyrant raised his head and squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold the boy's fist, and hummed to the imperial doctor.

sense

Feeling the fragility of his subordinates, Gu Yu lightly squeezed the boy's fleshy little hand, which made the little prince grin silly and play with his father.

The imperial physician carefully put the silver needle into His Majesty's acupoint, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, for fear of accidentally offending His Majesty, besides, the fairy teacher died of dystocia under his nose, His Majesty can spare his life. .

As the silver needle sank in, Gu Yu's eyes gradually became brighter, and the blurry appearance of the child gradually became clear.

Seeing the imprint of plum blossoms on the baby's forehead, her phoenix eyes slightly opened and she stretched out her hand stiffly to touch it lightly.

In my memory, there was a plum blossom imprint on the forehead of the mother's back, but the one on the forehead of the mother's back was black, while the forehead of his and the fairy's head's child was dark red, like bright blood, printed like a plum blossom.

The imperial physician hurriedly put away the silver needle and waited aside, seeing His Majesty looking at the little prince in a daze, lowering his head even more.

The tyrant looked at it for a long time, then turned his head and looked at the imperial doctor with a cold face: "Go down."

The imperial physician hastily bent down and retreated, wiped the cold sweat off his face for the rest of his life, and saved his life from His Majesty, the old imperial physician had the intention of resigning from office.

After the imperial physician was sent away, only the tyrant and Zhang Quan'an were left in the dormitory.

Gu Yu gently picked up the baby in the brocade quilt, and saw the fairy elder through those familiar deer eyes.

The boy looks very similar to the fairy, with the same clear and transparent deer eyes as the fairy, only his lips are the same.

"Gu Wen..."

The tyrant curled his lips and named the baby. The baby was his and the fairy's child, so the name was naturally a combination of him and the fairy.

Thinking of the person who killed the fairy head, a cold light flashed in his dark eyes, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

"Zhang Quan'an, all the concubines in the harem are locked in a dark prison, especially An Rong, I want her to know what life is better than death."

The tyrant raised the corners of his lips indifferently and cruelly, and his eyes were stained with a thick red mist.

Zhang Quan'an's eyes widened. Seeing His Majesty's unusual appearance, he lowered his head in a panic, "Yes, this servant is going!"

Gu Yu's smile didn't reach his eyes, seeing Zhang Quan'an leave, he picked up the baby in his arms, and gently stroked those deer eyes.

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