The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

The national teacher seemed to be unbelievable when he heard something, his face changed drastically, his brows were tightly frowned, and he said loudly, "Gu Yu! What are you talking about!"

The tyrant raised his eyes to look at the national teacher, and said it again and again seriously: "A Yuan should not come to the palace in the future, the elder will be angry, and the child doesn't like it..."

The national teacher Xue Yuan's face was ugly, as if he was hurt by Gu Yu's words: "Okay, I will never come to your palace in the future!"

He flicked his sleeves and left the dormitory with a cold face, his face turned pale from anger, and his lips trembled.

Seeing the national teacher coming out, Zhang Quan'an quickly lowered his head and sent him away respectfully.

He heard clearly the quarrel in the palace just now, but he didn't expect that His Majesty would not even listen to the words of the National Teacher now. The world is unpredictable, who would have thought that His Majesty would become what he is now because of the Immortal Master.

Shaking his head slightly, he watched the national teacher get on the carriage and leave Taiji Palace.

Wu Naike lowered his eyes and did not speak. His Majesty knew this before, so why did he have to do this? If he had been so kind to the immortal master before, how could the immortal master have died of dystocia.

He pursed his lips and stood outside the door of the bedroom, with his head down obediently, he only hoped that the little prince would be well.

In the sleeping hall, the tyrant gently shook the baby in his arms, the little baby finally stopped crying, and looked at his father pitifully with his moist glazed eyes.

Gu Yu's heart ached when the child looked at him, and his dark eyebrows and eyes were much softer. He got up from the ground and went to the table to warm the goat's milk for the child to feed him.

The little baby ate everything, clenched his little hands into fists, and waved towards his father.

I don't know if the tyrant took good care of it. The baby is much fatter than when it was born, and now it is even fatter.

After feeding the baby, Gu Yu touched his stomach, saw that his belly was distended and did not continue to nurse, so he carefully hugged and patted his back until the baby hiccupped.

This was handed over by the nanny who was found in the palace, saying that this is what babies do after feeding.

The tyrant remembered all these clearly, for fear that if he accidentally damaged the little baby, the immortal would be angry with him when he came back.

Lowering his eyes, the black eyes reflected the child's smirk, and there were dimples on his round face.

I couldn't help stretching out my hand to poke lightly, and my fingers were suddenly held by the boy.

"

cluck cluck~"

Gu Yu shook his father's fingers, and smiled to reveal his toothless meat bed, kicking his little feet back and forth in the brocade quilt.

The corner of the tyrant's lips curled up slightly, as if he was amused by him, and he let Gu Wen hold one of his fingers.

Go back to the spotlight, sit cross-legged on the ground and continue to guard the lamp.

After eating and playing enough, Gu Wen Xu Xu yawned, unable to open his small eyes, and fell asleep unknowingly.

Hearing the small snoring sound, Gu Yu couldn't help feeling sleepy. He glanced at the glazed lamp beside him, held the child in one hand and held the glazed lamp in the other, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Between half-dream and half-awake, the spotlight next to the pillow crackled.

The tyrant suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, only to see the spotlight split from top to bottom.

"Do not--"

"Do not--"

The pupils shrunk in panic and kept pouring magic power into the lamp, but it still couldn't stop the spotlight from cracking.

Under Gu Yu's eyes, the glazed lamp next to the pillow exploded with a bang, and the fragments turned into spots of light and disappeared.

"don't want--"

"Immortal Elder—"

"Xianchang..."

Gu Yuhong rushed to the pillow with eyes wide open, reaching out to hold those light spots, frantically stopping them and using magic power to make them stick together.

But the light spot passed through the hand uncontrollably, and gradually disappeared into the air.

"Do not……"

"The Immortal Elder will be resurrected..."

"The Immortal Elder will definitely be resurrected..."

The tyrant's eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, his dark pupils were covered in red mist, his thin lips were bitten tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

The magic mist erupted all over his body, and the entire hall was covered by the magic mist. It was as dark as ink and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Gu Yu seemed to have lost consciousness, his eyes were scarlet, bloodthirsty and killing intent filled his brain, and his hands slowly reached out to the only life in the hall.

The little baby woke up from the dream, and couldn't see his father crying out in fear. The sharp cry broke through the surrounding magic mist, passed through the boiling blood, and made the tyrant freeze in place. He looked at Jin with red eyes in confusion. Been in small babies.

This little thing seems to be able to affect his consciousness and entangle the devil blood in his body.

Gu Yu, who was out of control, leaned down to observe the little thing carefully, staring at him with red eyes.

Gu Wen was frightened by those red eyes

Then, she cried harder, her little face was flushed red, and her lips turned blue and white.

For some reason, the tyrant who was controlled by the devil's blood blankly touched his heart, where the little thing was crying so painfully.

Couldn't help but hug him up, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on the little thing's face, and shook him stiffly and unfamiliarly.

The little baby hiccupped from crying, sucking his nose from time to time, his little mouth wriggling and choking softly.

The red mist in his eyes receded quickly like water, and the tyrant's eyes regained clarity.

The consciousness returned, and he was keenly aware of the key point. It seemed that it was the first time he had escaped the control of the magic blood so quickly.

Looking down at the baby in his arms, the tyrant pursed his lips and hugged him tightly.

Thinking of the ruined spotlight, a flash of madness flashed in his eyes, he didn't believe that the fairy elder would not be resurrected, there must be other ways!

The tyrant closed his eyes fiercely, got up and got out of bed with the baby in his arms, pushed open the door of the bedroom with red eyes, and walked towards the ruins left by the previous dynasty.

Seeing that His Majesty was holding the little prince in his arms, Zhang Quanan hurriedly followed, his eyes signaled Wu Naike to go to the palace to fetch the cloak, the little prince might have been blown by the wind because he was too young.

Wu Naike moved quickly, took the cloak and caught up with the two of them, secretly looking at the little prince in His Majesty's arms from the corner of his eye.

Gu Wen noticed that someone was looking at him, and opened his eyes curiously. The eyes of the deer who cried just now were like a pond under a sunny day after rain, clear to the bottom.

Seeing those eyes that were exactly the same as those of the Immortal Master, Wu Naike couldn't help but flushed, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and quickly lowered his head to follow His Majesty closely.

The tyrant's face was as black as ink, the black clothes on his body were crumpled, and his whole body was gloomy. He lifted his coat to cover the child, and the surroundings became more desolate as he walked.

Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike looked at each other, wondering why His Majesty suddenly came near Lenggong.

Gu Yu looked at the ruins in front of him blankly, and waved his hand to inject the magic mist into his body. Wisps of black mist seemed to pass through a transparent barrier, forming a plum blossom mark in the air.

Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike stared wide-eyed, looking at the scene in front of them, cold sweat broke out on their faces, regretting why they followed, for fear of being silenced by His Majesty.

There was a rumbling sound, and the transparent barrier disappeared, revealing a thick dark red door.

The tyrant glanced at the two people behind him, and walked in: "Follow."

Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike said yes, and entered the gate together with His Majesty.

There is a hole in the sky behind the gate. There are many bookshelves in the resplendent and magnificent hall. These bookshelves are soaring to the roof, and there are many books.

Seeing His Majesty stop, Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike quickly looked away, lowered their heads and waited for orders.

Gu Yu took the baby out of his arms, turned around and handed it to Zhang Quan'an: "Take care of him, come when you are alone."

Zhang Quanan hurriedly took it over, hugged the little prince tightly without moving, and said to His Majesty, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Gu Yu glanced at them coldly, looked down at the child in the brocade quilt, and walked towards the rows of bookshelves, looking for a way to resurrect the gods.

He remembered that the queen mother built a study room in the palace, which was full of ancient books and god books that were rarely seen by mortals.

After searching for a long time, Gu Yu finally found the book about the resurrection of the gods. He waved the magic mist in ecstasy to take it down, and couldn't wait to read the contents on it.

In ancient times, one day the god fell, and his lover used the breath soil as his body, and the devil's blood as a guide, and used the summoning bell to summon the soul, and was able to revive him.

Gu Yu stretched out his hand to brush over that passage, his eyes burst into a frenzied light, breath of loam, devil's blood, soul calling bell, as long as he has these, he can revive the fairy elder!

He has the devil blood himself, only the breathing loam from Nuwa's place is left, and the soul calling bell from the ghost world!

Since Nuwa repaired the sky with her body in ancient times, there are no more gods on Nuwa Mountain, and the breath of soil belonging to Nuwa has also lost its trace, but it will always be on Nuwa Mountain.

The tyrant closed the book in his hand and waved it back to its place,

Seeing His Majesty coming back, Zhang Quanan hurried forward with the little prince in his arms.

With tears in Gu Wen's eyes, he burst into tears instantly when he saw his father, thinking that his father didn't want him anymore.

"Wow wow wow..."

When Gu Yu heard the child's wronged and pitiful cry, his heart ached sharply, and he quickly carried the child from the eunuch's arms, shaking him carefully, "Don't cry, my father is here, Xiaobao, be good, father The emperor will take you to find your father..."

Gu Wen cried with tears all over his face, and stretched out his hand towards his father in aggrieved way: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The tyrant sighed, and helplessly wiped away the tears from the corner of the child's eyes with his thumb: "Why are you crying, little treasure, be good and stop crying."

The little baby hiccupped, his white and tender face turned red, and his little hands clenched into fists.

The tyrant's dark and hard heart was melted by the baby's crying, and he held him up in front of his eyes and kissed his forehead: "Is Xiaobao hungry?

Royal father will take you back to drink milk, okay? "

Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike lowered their heads tightly, His Majesty's gentle and doting voice echoed in their ears, as if seeing something frightening, their pupils vibrated.

The little baby was finally tired from crying, and fell asleep holding his father's fingers.

The tyrant breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, and with his eyes signaled Zhang Quan'an and the others to speak softly. If the baby was woken up, it would take a long time to coax the child, which was even more difficult than his father.

He took the cloak Zhang Quanan was holding, wrapped the child in his arms to block the cold wind, and left the study room. It was already late outside, and the wind in winter was like a knife, and it hurt people.

The tyrant hugged the baby in his arms tightly, shielding him from the cold wind, and walked quickly towards the Tai Chi Palace.

Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike trotted to keep up, and finally returned to the bedroom in less than a quarter of an hour.

Gu Yu lifted the cloak to reveal the baby's sleeping flushed face, and carried him onto the dragon bed.

Thinking of Nuwa's earth and the Ghost Realm's Evoking Soul Bell, the trip will take half a month. If he leaves, what will the child do...?

He couldn't take the child with him, he didn't know what was going on in Nuwa Mountain, and he didn't dare to take the child with him because of the dangers.

Besides, the ghost world is dark and cold, and the child is very weak, so it is easy to attract ghosts.

Pursing his lips and looking at the child in the brocade quilt, struggle flashed in the tyrant's eyes.

Gu Wen's small mouth moved, and he became much quieter after falling asleep, but his eyes were still a little red, and there were tears on his eyelashes.

Thinking of the baby crying hoarsely, Gu Yu let out a soft sigh from his throat.

That's all, just take it with you, get some more magic clothes for the child, and then wrap it in layers of magic mist, be careful to protect the child, so that those evil spirits will not hurt the child.

Making up his mind, the tyrant got up and went to the depths of the bedroom, opened the locked box, and took out a dark black ring from inside, with the plum blossom mark engraved on the ring.

This is the ring space left by the queen mother and him. There are many protective instruments and vestments in it, which he locked up a long time ago. He is afraid that seeing this ring will remind him of the queen mother and cause the blood in his body to get out of control.

Hanging eyes put the ring on his hand, found a protective bracelet and a protective necklace from inside, and after putting it on for the child, he found a protective vestment to wrap in the brocade quilt.

When everything was ready, the tyrant sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the child in a daze, as if he saw the fairy elder through the child's face.

……

……

Wen Nu sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated, his nose was slightly itchy and he couldn't help but sneezed.

Opening his eyes, he frowned suspiciously, got up and poured a glass of warm water, and felt much better after drinking it.

Thinking of the methods that he had thought of in recent days, he looked at the rising sun, the corners of his lips raised slightly, his facial features suddenly changed, he removed the white clothes on his body and put on dark black ones, and prepared to sneak into the heavens pretending to be a demon.

But after thinking about it, he put on another mask on his face, just in case to prevent being recognized by Shan Shui and Jin Shui.

Didn't Jiang Shen say that the demons invaded the heavens and stole the spotlight, so he would change his identity and pretend to be the demons and go to the library, so that Shanshui Jinshui and the others would not suspect him.

The fairy in white seems to have been transferred by someone, and he is dressed in black with a devilish aura, and he can't see the appearance of a god at all.

After crushing the teleportation talisman, his figure appeared at the gate of the heaven. Wen Nu skillfully groped from the uninhabited path to the library. The surrounding was exactly as in memory, with no one guarding it or setting up a barrier.

Thousands of years ago, he often came to Zangshu Pavilion. At that time, his magic power was not very deep, so Jin Shui removed the enchantment of Zangshu Pavilion so that he could come here to read books. Unexpectedly, Jin Shui never re-established the enchantment.

The deer's eyes opened slightly under the mask, and he pursed his lips and pushed open the door of Zangshu Pavilion and walked in.

The books in Zangshuge were floating in the air, and Wen Nu stood in the middle of Zangshuge, waving his hands to look for books about Demon Blood.

As time passed, Liu's eyebrows frowned more and more tightly. From the corner of his eye, he glanced outside the door of the Library Pavilion, quickly waved away the useless books vigilantly, and finally found the book recording the devil's blood in the corner.

With a flash in front of his eyes, he couldn't wait to open the book, glanced at ten lines quickly, and made sure that there was something he wanted to know, and waved it into his sleeve.

There was a biting wind behind him, and Wen Nu quickly dodged to dodge.

Shan Shui, who was wearing golden armor, clenched the spear in his hand, frowned and looked at the masked man in black: "Why are you here again? If Tianjun finds out, you will be finished by then!"

Seeing Qing Ya's face, Shan Shui kindly reminded Gu Yu to turn sideways and let him leave quickly: "If you don't leave quickly, you won't be able to leave when the deity's brother finds out!"

Wen Nuliu frowned slightly, and looked at Shan Shui suspiciously, was he recognized?I touched the mask on my face, but it didn't fall off, and it was true

It's the black clothes that the demons like to wear. Gu Yu's previous clothes were all dark.

He pursed his lips and left from the side of Shanshui. When he passed by, there was a breeze, mixed with the incense on his body.

Shanshui's nose twitched, his brows were tightly frowned, and he felt that the smell on Gu Yu's body seemed to be different from last time. After carefully looking at the back of the masked man, he realized that it was not Gu Yu at all!

"Stop!" Shan Shui yelled loudly, raised his spear and chased after him, and attacked that person with ten successes.

Wen Nu seemed to have eyes behind his back, avoiding Shan Shui's attack.But he didn't dare to summon the Avalokitesvara sword for fear of being discovered, so he could only avoid and run towards Tianmen.

Shanshui kept chasing after him, holding a spear/spear and constantly hitting spirit balls.

Wen Nu was hit on the back and almost fell from the cloud, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, crushed the teleportation talisman and left here quickly.

Shan Shui's face was flushed, and he was about to catch up with his spear, but Jin Shui suddenly appeared and stopped him, and the golden wheel behind him seemed to summon the mood of the master and rotated rapidly.

"There's no need to chase after it. Let's see what's missing in Zangshu Pavilion."

Shanshui put away his weapon unwillingly when he heard his brother's words, and went back to the library with his lips curled up, to check what was missing inside.

Jin Shui's golden eyes flickered, and he looked down to the lower realm. Seeing that Qing Ya was fine, he withdrew his gaze to follow Shan Shui, and stood outside the door of the Library Pavilion to watch him check the number of books.

I don't know if it's because the book that Wen Nu took away was placed too far away, Shan Shui checked the library and found that there are many books.

He looked at his brother puzzled, and asked curiously: "Brother, tell me, why did that demon come to the library? He didn't take the book away, and he was injured in vain."

Jin Shui's eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't reply to his words. He stepped on the void and floated away from the Library Pavilion. The golden wheel seemed to be spinning crazily out of control.

Only then did Shanshui discover the abnormality of his brother's weapon, frowning slightly, he hastily closed the door of the Library Pavilion and followed his brother, couldn't help stretching out his hand to condense his spiritual power and wave it towards the golden wheel.

Jin Shui dodged and looked at his younger brother coldly: "Shan Shui."

Shanshui curled her lips, put away her palms and muttered in a low voice: "Okay."

On the other side, Wen Nu was transported to the human world by the teleportation talisman. At this time, the sky in the human world was very dark, which just covered his figure. He touched the heavenly book in his sleeve, blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, and his back was hot and painful.

He took off the mask on his face, waved his hand away and changed his face, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and cast a spell to leave here.

When he returned to the Immortal Mansion, he was lying on the bed tiredly, still wearing that black dress.

Taking a deep breath and thinking of the book he got, he pulled it out of his sleeve and opened it to read the contents.

This book recorded things about the devil's blood. According to the memory of the quick browsing, I turned to the page I wanted to know, and saw the poison that could make the devil's blood lose control.

Blood poison.

The demons who take this medicine often cannot control the demonic blood in their bodies, especially the purer the blood, the more affected it is.

The bottom of the book records the medicinal materials needed to understand the medicine. Wen Nu wrote them down one by one, got up and looked for the fairy grass collection on the bookshelf, which recorded all the fairy grasses and elixir.

The most important fairy grass is in the heaven, but it is on Nuwa Mountain.

He knew that Nuwa Mountain was where the fairy mansion of the ancient god Nuwa was. He had been to the mountain before, and the fairy grass withered and the surrounding area was extremely desolate.

If the fairy grass was really on Nuwa Mountain, would it wither like the ones he saw?

Wen Nuliu frowned slightly, his back was still hurting, he put down the book in his hand, took off his clothes, and waved his hand to summon the water mirror to check the injury.

The place hit by the spiritual power of Shanshui was blue and purple, and the spiritual power exuding golden light was floating around.

"hiss……"

The eye sockets were so painful that they were full of tears. He bit his lower lip and applied ointment on the wound. The ointment containing spiritual power took effect quickly, and the golden spiritual power gradually disappeared, but the burning pain was still there. Not good.

The skirt was half exposed, Wen Nu put down the ointment and was breathing heavily, his eyelashes quivered slightly, and there were physiological tears hanging from the end of his eyes, and the blue veins on the back of his white hands were clearly visible.

He took off the clothes on his upper body, sat on a chair and waited for the ointment on his back to be absorbed, his long black hair was placed on his chest, and he stared at the fairy grass on the book in a daze.

When there is a gap, I can't help but start to miss Gu Yu, the Gu Yu in the previous life, and a little bit of the Gu Yu in this life, and the child I have never met. I don't know if he has a name. ...Like Gu Yu.

Wen Nu's red lips were tightly pursed, and his deer eyes were empty and blank. This life was considered free for him, and he never thought that he could continue to be reborn. Now that this is the situation, he really doesn't know what to do.

Thinking of what Gu Yu had done to him in this life, especially the humiliating torture in the dark prison, tears filled his eyes.

Gu Yu was obviously not like this in his previous life. Although Gu Yu was just a cruel and heartless tyrant in the eyes of others, Gu Yu never hurt him or deceived him. He treated him very well and would not make him hurt or sad.

Wen Nu closed his eyes and forced himself not to think about these things, changed into the crescent white robe he often wore, and put away the fairy grass collection on the table.

Prepare to have a good rest tonight, and head to Nuwa Mountain to look for fairy grass tomorrow morning.

The next day.

Wen Nu was awakened by the pain on his back, opened his eyes and hugged the quilt in his arms blankly, subconsciously touched his lower abdomen, was startled suddenly, and quickly looked down with a pale face.

After realizing that he had already given birth, he pinched his eye sockets with a pale face, lifted the quilt and got up from the bed, casually ate some spirit porridge and set off for Nuwa Mountain.

Nuwa Mountain is far away from the fairy mountain where his fairy mansion is located, and there is no teleportation array, even the teleportation talisman can only teleport him halfway, and the remaining half takes a long time to reach the foot of the mountain.

There is a fairy mist around Nuwa Mountain, and there is plenty of spiritual power, but because of Nuwa's fall, the mountain fell asleep together, no matter how much spiritual power there is, the fairy grass and fairy trees on the fairy mountain will all wither.

Looking up at the towering fairy mountain, Wen Nu stepped into Nuwa's realm.

I don't know if it's too sensitive, but the moment I step on it, the ground seems to shake.

Wen Nu frowned, and continued to walk up the fairy mountain. Both sides of the trail were covered with dead branches and rotten leaves, and the celestial grass that had lost its vitality withered and turned yellow.

Far away in the palace on earth, the tyrant handed over all matters to the right minister.

He glanced at the boy who was clenching his fists and eating his hands, and hugged him in his arms with a cold face, and tied his robe on his chest.After checking the magic weapon on the boy's body, he set off for Nuwa Mountain.

The author has something to say: When fighting.

Gu Yu lifted off his coat, revealing the little baby tied to his chest.

Villain: ? ? ? ?What the hell?Fighting with kids? ? ? ?