The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

Wen Nu took the fairy grass, and drove the sword to the place where the teleportation talisman could be used.

I didn't look around carefully when I came here, but now I find that there is a mortal city near here, and there is a strong aura floating above the city, there should be mortal cultivators in the city.

Get down from the sword body, put away the Guanyin sword, and prepare to crush the teleportation talisman and return to the Immortal Mansion.

Suddenly, a group of people jumped out of the woods. They were all dressed in aqua-blue robes and held long swords in their hands.

When the leader saw the mark on the forehead of the young man in white, his pupils shrank and he exclaimed, "Fallen Angel! It's a Fallen Angel!"

The brothers behind him quickly controlled the long swords to attack the Fallen God, and the seven weapons surrounded Wennu.

The teleportation talisman in his hand was destroyed by the sword energy, Wen Nuliu frowned slightly, and summoned the Guanyin Sword with his palm upwards, and explained to the group of people: "Although this deity is a fallen angel, he was killed by others, and this deity has never hurt others. .”

The leading young man glanced at him hesitantly: "This, this..."

"The fallen angels are all treasures!" Someone in the crowd said this, and the other people around instantly boiled up, looking at the fallen angels with extremely hot eyes, as if they were looking at some big treasure.

Seeing this, Wen Nu pursed his red lips slightly, clasped his palms together and urged the Guanyin sword to rush out a path.

Seeing the fallen angel's resistance, the group of people quickly controlled their long swords to fight him.

There were a large number of people, and he was still injured on his back. Wen Nu didn't like to fight, and rushed out of a small path and quickly left there.

The crescent moon's white robe flashed a white light under the sun, and the figure disappeared instantly.

The group of people were so anxious that they chased after the Fallen Angels, they must know that the Fallen Angels are all treasures, they cannot be wasted to other people, this is their prey!

Seeing that the Fallen Angel was about to escape, one of them suddenly waved his hand and shot a silver needle at the Fallen Angel. The silver needle pierced through the Fallen Angel's chest with a puff, arousing a drop of bright blood.

Wen Nulu's eyes were wide open, his legs suddenly knelt on the ground, his eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.

On that silver needle, there is a poison that makes people sleepy.

The person who caught the Fallen Angel walked over triumphantly, saw the Fallen Angel lying motionless on the ground, and grinned loudly: "Brothers and brothers, I caught the Fallen Angel, the most precious place must be given to me!"

There was one person in the crowd with an ugly expression. He wanted to be the first to catch the Fallen Angel, but he didn't expect his junior to snatch it away!

Several people surrounded the Fallen Angel on the ground, and that junior reached out to the Fallen Angel, trying to pick him up and take him away.

The man in the gray robe who was far away in the inn opened his eyes suddenly, and the metallic light that did not belong to humans shone in his black eyes.

Sensing that Wen Nu was in danger, he quickly dodged and left the inn.

"Where are you going?!" The purple-haired boy who pushed the door and came in saw the Taoist priest leaving, frowning and hurriedly followed.

The gray-robed man suddenly appeared in the woods outside the city. When he saw Wen Nu who was lying on the ground silently, he saw the greed and evil in the eyes of those men in blue. , flew towards the group of men in blue.

The man in blue was directly burned to black charcoal by the electric current, and the man in gray walked towards Wen Nu who was on the ground, bent down and picked him up carefully.

Looking at the dirty face, the stiff facial features changed a little bit, and he didn't speak for a long time, his voice was dry and hoarse: "You...do you have...regret..."

Not waiting for a response, the gray-robed man slowly left here with the man in his arms, and walked towards the city.

The purple-haired boy who rushed over saw the Taoist priest hugging a man, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes, but there was still a simple smile on his face, and he said jealously: "Taoist priest, who is this?"

The man in the gray robe ignored him, and the expression on his face changed only when he looked at the person in his arms.

The purple-haired boy could see clearly, his hands clenched into fists and he stopped on the spot, the tails of his eyes were red, he wished he could step forward and kill that person right now!

But he can't, it seems that that person is very important to the Taoist priest, if he is killed, the Taoist priest will definitely hate him.He had to find an opportunity to let that person die unexpectedly.

After thinking about it, the purple-haired boy raised his red lips, and his charming face was hidden in the hood.

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Wen Nu, who was in a coma, didn't hear the gray-robed man's inquiry, his consciousness fluctuated in the darkness, and suddenly a white ball of light appeared in front of him, illuminating the whole world.

The system asked Wen Nu again: "Are you sure you want to give up? This is the only chance. If you miss it, you will never go back."

Wen Nu heard his own voice: "Yes, I want him to live..."

Wen Nu stood silently in front of Bai Qiu, with his head down, thinking that if he was the current him, he would still agree.

But things have already happened, and it is useless for him to think about it.

There was a white light in front of his eyes, and Wen Nu's eyelashes trembled and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the unfamiliar environment, he remembered what happened before he fell into a coma. He suddenly got up from the bed and looked vigilantly at the gray robed man next to him.

Seeing him wake up, Shang Qing'an pulled the corners of her lips stiffly, and there was a trace of warmth in her cold eyes: "You're awake."

Wen Nu felt that the person in front of him was very familiar, but he knew that he had never seen this person before.

Thinking of the white ball in the dream, and the cold machine sound, Lu Mou widened his eyes and hugged him in surprise: "Qiaoqiu!"

Shang Qing'an reached out to hug her back, her voice was cold and emotionless: "The host, it's me."

The purple-haired boy who came in from the outside changed his face when he saw the two hugging each other, and hurriedly stepped forward to separate them.Pushing away the man in white who was being hugged by the Taoist priest, he sat between the two of them and said to Shang Qing'an with a smile: "Daoist priest, I have already had lunch prepared, let's go down to eat."

Shang Qing'an hummed, avoided the purple-haired boy, took Wen Nu's hand, and pulled him out of the room to go downstairs for dinner.

The two walked side by side, the purple-haired boy was gloomy, and looked at the back of the man in white with vicious eyes.

Hurry up, wait until this evening, and he will let the group of people kill him.

Quickly followed the Taoist priest, squeezed away the white-clothed man and sat next to him, and put the rice in front of him with a smile: "Taoist priest."

Shang Qing'an is used to the actions of the purple-haired boy, but he still tries to avoid contact with the purple-haired boy, after all, it is very dirty and has a lot of bacteria.

As a robot, Shang Qing'an pays great attention to hygiene and hates dirty humans. Of course, in Wennu's place, these things don't exist, because Wennu is his host.

Get up and stay away from the dirty humans, sit next to him next to Wen Nu, and pass the rice in his hand to him: "Host, eat."

Wen Nulu's eyes turned into crescent moons, as if feeling the care of his relatives, the corners of his lips raised slightly and nodded vigorously with a smile: "Well, thank you Qiuqiu."

The purple-haired boy's hands hidden under the table were clenched into fists, the smile on his face almost split, and he wanted to reach out and grab the Taoist priest's sleeve in a pity.

Shang Qing'an swiftly avoided his hand, and sat down beside Wen Nu.

The purple-haired boy froze in place, his eyes were flushed and he was about to cry. I felt pity for his charming beauty.

"Daoist..."

Wen Nu looked back and forth between the two, as if he found something interesting, but Qiuqiu is a robot, and he doesn't understand human emotions. Seeing that the purple-haired boy was about to cry, he quickly explained: "Qiuqiu didn't dodge on purpose. , it just loves to be clean and doesn’t like others to touch it.”

When the two first met, Qiuqiu treated him like this, but after getting along for a long time, Qiuqiu never disliked him.

The purple-haired boy's complexion was pale, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly: "But, I have already washed it very clean..."

Wen Nu frowned, not knowing what to say, Shang Qing'an, who was next to him before opening his mouth, glanced at the purple-haired boy, and said coldly: "Even if you wash it clean, you are still dirty."

I was stunned in place, I didn't expect the Taoist priest to say that about him, seeing the surprise in the eyes of the white robe from the corner of the eye, he lowered his head and got up abruptly to leave here, his hands were hidden in his sleeves and clenched tightly into fists.

Seeing him leave, Shang Qing'an turned to Wen Nu and said, "Master, stay away from him, he is very bad."

Doubt flashed in Wen Nu's eyes. That purple-haired boy didn't look like a bad guy, but Qiuqiu never lied, so that boy might not be as simple and innocent as he appeared on the surface.

Keeping vigilance in mind, the two of them returned to the room after lunch, passed by the room next to it, and glanced at the closed door from the corner of the eye.

Shang Qing'an pulled Wen Nu to sit beside the bed, his eyes scanned him from top to bottom, and a transparent screen appeared in front of him, on which was written the host's physical signs and health.

It says in uppercase red font: sub-health

In the blink of an eye, the screen was put away, and the eyes looked straight at the person in front of him.

Facing Qiuqiu's eyes, Wen Nu tilted his head in doubt and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shang Qing'an held his wrist to feel his pulse, and when he learned that Wen Nu had given birth to a child, he subconsciously looked at his stomach.

Wen Nu's face was reddish, knowing that Qiuqiu might have seen that he was pregnant, so he covered his stomach and whispered, "Qiaoqiu, I'm fine."

Pulling out his wrist, he got up to avoid the system's sight, accidentally pulled the wound on his back, and gasped in pain.

"Well……"

Covering the pinhole in his chest, he leaned on the table next to him and sat down.

Shang Qing'an exchanged the nutrient solution from the system mall, got up and walked towards Wen Nu and handed it to him: "Drink it, it's good for your health."

Wen Nu looked up at him in surprise when he saw the nutrient solution in his hand. In his previous life, he could only get the nutrient solution by exchanging points. In this life, he didn't attack villains at all. Where did the points come from?

"Qiaoqiu, do we still have points?"

Shang Qing'an shook his head, handed over the thing in his hand, and signaled the host to drink it quickly, so as to restore his body to health in the shortest possible time.

"The mall doesn't need points now."

While drinking the nutrient solution, Wen Nu listened to the system's explanation, and when he heard it say that the mall doesn't need points, money seemed to be reflected in his eyes.

Swallowing the strange-tasting nutrient solution, he asked incredulously, "Really? What's going on here?"

Shang Qing'an did not speak, took out a bottle of spray from the mall, and asked Wen Nu to take off his clothes: "Apply the medicine."

Wen Nu unbuttoned the belt around his waist, and took off the clothes on his upper body to reveal the wound on his chest.

Shang Qing'an shook the spray in his hand, and sprayed a layer of water mist towards the wound. The water mist covered the wound, and the wound disappeared quickly.

The system circled around and saw that he also had injuries on his back, so he sprayed a lot of medicine with a cold face.

In the future era, wound medicine is already very powerful. A small bottle of spray can treat any trauma. Just spray it on, and the wound will disappear in a short while.

Wen Nu's back suddenly touched the cold liquid and shook, and then the scorching pain disappeared, and the wound injured by spiritual power also disappeared.

"All right."

Shang Qing'an handed the spray to Wen Nu: "Put it away, save it for later use."

Naturally, Wen Nu would not be polite, and smiled into the space with bright eyes.

Remembering that the system hasn't said anything about the mall, he continued to ask: "Qiaoqiu, you haven't said anything about the mall yet."

Shang Qing'an sat next to him, and said in a cold voice: "It will be like this if you lose contact with the main system."

After looking Wen Nu up and down, his eyes suddenly stared straight at the void, and many strange things appeared on the desktop.

"Since the mall doesn't need points, you put them away."

The things on the table include food, drink, and medicine, and most of them are nutrient solutions. The nutrient solution in the interstellar era is powerful. In the past, these required tens of thousands of points, but now they can be taken out casually.

Shang Qing'an took a look at his stomach, and silently slid through the products in the mall. When he saw the baby bottles and milk powder, he exchanged them all.

In an instant, the room was filled with canned milk powder and powder □□ bottles, Wen Nulu's eyes widened, and he subconsciously looked at the system.

Shang Qing'an said in a cold voice with no expression on his face: "For the little host, the host has no right to refuse."

Wen Nu sighed, waved them all away, and didn't tell the system that he abandoned the child just to escape from that cage.

Thinking of the child who had never met before, bitterness flashed in his eyes.

Afraid of being seen by the system, Wen Nu twitched the corners of his lips and asked him with a smile how he became like this.

"After the host chose to give up and go home, the main system was going to recall me, but I don't know what happened halfway, and suddenly appeared in this world."

"Then after floating in this world for a long time, after the owner of this body was killed, I was sucked in and became what I am now."

After Shang Qing'an finished speaking, he glanced at the neighbor, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Be careful, the original body was killed by him."

Wen Nu frowned, and nodded vigorously under the gaze of the system, promising that he would carefully avoid being alone with the purple-haired boy.

In the next room, the purple-haired boy was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a cold aura radiating from his body.

Hearing that the Taoist chief told the man in white to be careful, he suddenly opened his eyes, and looked viciously at the man in white through the wall.

After changing the clothes on his body with a wave, the glamorous boy disappeared instantly, and a glamorous girl of a different race appeared in the room.

The girl was wearing a purple blouse with a leaky navel, a purple gauze skirt with bells underneath, and her fair feet were bare.

Provoking her bright red lips, she jumped out of the window and quickly left here, heading towards a courtyard.

The man in the courtyard saw the girl's eyes light up on the wall, and stretched out his hands towards her obsessively: "Yaya, jump down, I will definitely catch you."

The girl of the foreign race played with the purple hair on her chest, and when she heard the man's words, she jumped down with her lips curled up, and landed firmly in the man's arms.

The man hugged the girl in his arms tightly, touching the warm jade under his hands, his eyes gradually blurred.

The girl's eyes were raised, and she hooked the man's belt intentionally or unintentionally: "My lord, I'm late, I'm all to blame for that person, I almost, almost put my slave..."

The glamorous alien girl cried, as if she had been greatly wronged. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the anger in the man's eyes, and her red lips curled up slightly.

I hope that white robe will leave the Taoist priest soon.

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In the city near Nuwa Mountain, Gu Yu coaxed the baby to sleep and carried him to the bed, carefully pushed aside the brocade quilt and looked at his butt, it was clean and free of any dirt.

The tyrant pursed his lips and breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped the brocade quilt on the child again, and sat aside to check the injuries on his body.

He bent his injured leg and bent over to untie the blood-stained gauze, revealing the wound inside.

The flesh and blood around the bones were corroded by the poisonous mist, and the surroundings were covered with rotten flesh, which was burnt black. Now that it came into contact with the air, white smoke swelled out.

Gu Yu's face was pale, he gritted his teeth and summoned the Son of Heaven Sword, and cut off the scorched carrion.

The severe pain made his eyes go black, but when he thought of the baby who had just been put to sleep, he suppressed the painful moan forcefully, and the tip of his tongue was bitten by him, blood flowed out from the corner of his lips.

The throat kept rolling up and down, the tyrant raised his neck tightly, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Panting heavily, he put away the Tianzi Sword, his vision was blurred by sweat, he glanced at the bloody calf, and waved his hand to let the black mist wrap around it to restore it to its original state as soon as possible.

With the magic mist, the calf no longer bleeds, the tyrant exhaled heavily, took a deep breath and untied his belt with shaking hands and took off his clothes.

Like the lower leg, the shoulder blade was corroded by the poisonous mist, and the area around the wound was scorched black.

Gu Yu reached out and lifted the hem of the clothes and bit it hard, pushed the hair on his chest back, and cut off the scorched flesh fiercely without changing his expression.

"Well……"

The head was raised high, the thin lips trembled and turned pale, and the chest heaved violently.

I don't know how long it took, the severe pain gradually eased, the tyrant opened his mouth and let go of the hem he was biting, and waved his hands to cover the wound with magic mist.

Because the monster directly penetrated the shoulder blade, the wound on the chest should be mild, while the wound on the back is more serious.

But Gu Yu couldn't see his back clearly, didn't know the condition of the injury, and it was difficult to strike.

Breathing heavily with his thin lips open, he took the opportunity to look back at the child on the bed, and was relieved to see that he hadn't been woken up.

Thinking of the scorched black flesh on his back, the tyrant wiped off the cold sweat on his face, bit his clothes again, and slapped himself cruelly.

Holding the Tianzi sword tightly in his hand, he closed his eyes and swiped forcefully towards the back, cutting off the rotten flesh near the wound along with good flesh and blood.

Blood splashed to the ground in an instant, Gu Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes to cover the wound with magic mist.

With the existence of magic mist, the pain of the wound was greatly relieved, but the tyrant still twitched his hands in pain. He struggled to sit up from the chair, took off his cassock, replaced the tattered black robe and threw it on the ground. Looking at the appearance of being corroded all over his body, gloom and violence flashed in his eyes.

In this way, the fairy head will be frightened...

Do not……

Thinking of the fairy elder's dislike for him, the tyrant's eyes were scarlet, and he summoned the blood jade magic flute, which drew a thick red magic mist to wrap around his body.

The magic mist in the blood jade flute was very pure, and it could quickly replenish the magic mist in his body, but the process was very painful.

The tyrant knelt on the ground with both legs, gritted his teeth and endured the power of the magic mist in the blood jade magic flute. Through the dark red magic mist, he saw the child on the bed. Live fainted.

Lying naked on the ground, his whole body was tightly wrapped in a thick dark red mist, and he trembled with pain from time to time.

After an unknown amount of time, the magic fog dissipated to reveal the person inside. The tyrant lay on the ground with his eyes closed. The potholes on his body and face had been smoothed away by the magic fog, leaving only the wounds on his shoulder blades and calves that had not healed.

The baby on the bed suddenly woke up, clenched its fists and opened its mouth to cry loudly, frightened by the bad guy in the dream.

Gu Yu, who had lost consciousness, woke up suddenly, put on his robe with a wave and hurried towards the bed, the baby in the brocade quilt blushed from crying.

"Wow wow wow..."

"Woooo..."

The little baby was crying very sadly, his deer eyes were tightly closed, and he was waving his fists.

The tyrant accidentally pulled the wound on his scapula, and his face turned pale from the pain instantly, but he seemed unconscious, sitting on the edge of the bed and carefully picking up the child on the bed.

"Why is Xiaobao crying?"

"Father is here, Xiaobao will not cry obediently."

The little baby cried and opened his eyes, saw the familiar face and recognized his father, and stretched out his hand to his father pitifully: "Wow..."

The tyrant sighed, he doesn't like to cry, and neither does the fairy elder. Who does Xiaobao look like, who loves to cry so much.

Wipe away the tears from the baby's face, picked him up and put him in his arms, gently shaking and patting his back.

"Little Treasure doesn't cry."

Hearing his father's gentle voice, the little baby yawned with a small mouth, closed his eyes with tears in the corners of his eyes, held his father's hair tightly and fell asleep again.

The tyrant heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, and lay down on the bed with the baby in his arms, forcing himself to ignore the pain in his body, closing his eyes and brewing for sleep.

Time passed by, and the tall man in the inn was holding a small baby in his arms. Under the sun, the two of them seemed to emit a warm and soft light.

This time the tyrant slept for a whole day, and was severely injured by the injuries on his legs and shoulder blades.

When he woke up, the child was already full of sleep, his big round eyes were open, and he was playing with his father's hair with his small hands and grinning silly.

"Little Treasure is awake?"

Even though he knew that the baby couldn't understand what he was saying, Gu Yu couldn't help but ask the little baby in his arms, struggled to sit up from the bed, picked the baby up and took out goat milk to feed him.

The little baby was already hungry, sucking the goat's milk with his small mouth and quickly drank it clean.

After feeding the baby, Gu Yu took a look at his diaper, saw that there was still no dirt on it, so he didn't replace it with a new one.

He tied the baby to his chest, put on new clothes and left the room, followed the stairs to the first floor and said to the waiter in the inn, "Order."

"Here we come, guest officer wait a moment!" Xiao Er hurriedly ran to the customer with the menu, put the menu on the table, saw the baby tied on the guest officer's chest, and secretly glanced curiously.

Gu Yu randomly ordered some dishes and handed them to Xiao Er. Seeing him staring at the baby in his arms, his brows were slightly frowned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Sensing the coldness, Xiao Er hurriedly explained to the guest officer: "Guest officer misunderstood, the younger one is just looking at the young master's handsome looks, and worried that monsters who eat boys and girls will come here, the city has been in chaos recently, guest officer, can you help me Take a good look at the young master, those monsters have eaten a lot of children."

Hearing what Xiao Er said, the tyrant's dark eyes were dark and dangerous, and his thin lips were slightly curled up with a sneer, "Monster?"

If he wants to eat his Gu Yu's child, he is not afraid of losing his life.

Although the tyrant didn't take monsters seriously, he still kept his eyes open and left a wisp of magic mist on the boy. If someone hurt the boy, he would definitely die without a place to bury him!

The dishes were served quickly, and the tyrant filled his stomach with a blank expression, leaving a piece of silver and going back to the room.

He took off the gauze and took a look at the injury on his calf. After a day or two, the magic mist would restore it intact.

He waved his hands to let the magic mist wrap around the wound, put on new gauze to wrap it up, put the baby in his arms to let him sleep well, and sat cross-legged on the bed to absorb the moonlight from the window.

As demons, they also need the essence of the moon to practice.

Now that he is in the inn and is seriously injured, he has to practice hard to get to the ghost world to find the soul calling bell.

The whole body was filled with faint moonlight, and a wisp of black mist overflowed from the tyrant's body from time to time, all of which were absorbed by the child in his arms.

The baby was sleeping soundly with its mouth open, and its whole body was shrouded in black mist.

The green eyes of the monster lying outside the window stared salivatingly at the child in the arms of the humans. His greedy desire made him ignore the weird black mist, and jumped into the room without a sound, crawling towards the baby on the bed. .

Sensing other auras, the tyrant suddenly opened his eyes, saw the multi-legged monster in front of him squinting his eyes, got up and walked towards the monster with the baby in his arms, and waved his hands to set up an enchantment around Gu Wen, so that the outside voices would not be disturbed he.

Sensing the danger, the monster stepped back vigilantly, leaning against the window with a fierce look in its eyes: "You are not human! Who are you?!"

The tyrant curled his lips and sneered: "Who is Gu? Of course Gu is the one who wants your life. If you dare to eat Gu's child, you are courting death!"

Magic mist suddenly condensed in the palm of his hand, and he waved his hand to attack the multi-legged monster.

The monster couldn't dodge being hit in time, and the thick magic fog penetrated into his body in an instant, his eyeballs bulged and were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he howled in pain.

The magic mist drilled around the monster's body, and a large lump bulged out of its body, which was about to explode the monster.

The tyrant's eyes were gloomy and violent, and he shook his hand violently. The magic fog in the monster's body instantly became active with excitement, and with a bang, a huge hole was drilled out of the monster's chest by the magic fog, emitting black devilish energy.

His eyes widened in horror, and he fell out of the window in disbelief. A moment later, there was a loud bang.

Gu Yu withdrew the magic mist, got up and walked towards the window, looked at the monster's corpse and closed the window expressionlessly, carried the child back to the bed, crossed his legs and continued to meditate.

The next day, the outside of the inn suddenly became noisy.

The tyrant slowly opened his eyes, got up and opened the window with the baby in his arms, and a circle of people downstairs pointed at the monster in the middle.

He hooked his lips and untied the tie on his chest to wake the baby up. Seeing that the baby was about to cry when he opened his mouth, he quickly fed him with goat milk.

The little baby who drank the milk had a small mouth, clenched his fists and did not cry, and drank the milk very seriously.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Xiao Er led the officers and soldiers to the guest officer's room with the young master. When he saw the corpse of the monster just now, he immediately reported it to the officer.

It seems that the monster should have taken a fancy to the guest officer's young master, he is fat and good-looking in vain, what a pity.

Xiao Er shook his head, stepped aside, exposed the officers and soldiers behind him, and said to them, "Officer, this is the place, only this guest officer has brought the child."

The officers and soldiers nodded, and stretched out their feet to kick the door open. Maybe the two people inside had already been eaten by monsters.

The door creaked and someone opened it. Gu Yu was holding the baby in one hand and the goat's milk in the other. Seeing a group of officers and soldiers standing outside, he looked at Xiao Er expressionlessly.

"Is something wrong?"

Xiao Er could think that the guest officer inside was still alive, his face paled when he was frightened by the cold voice, and he stammered and explained in a low voice: "Guest, guest officer, I see there is a corpse of a monster below, if you are in trouble, I will report it to you." Official..."

Seeing that the people inside were fine, the officers and soldiers frowned and said nothing, and waved to the brothers behind them: "Go around and see if other people have been killed by monsters."

"Yes!"

The officers and soldiers in front of the door dispersed, leaving only the leader and the waiter in the inn.

Gu Yu's black eyes were cloudy, he glanced at the two of them, closed the door, hugged the baby and patted the baby.

The little boy outside the door looked obsequiously at the officers and soldiers beside him: "Officer, I really didn't expect him to be alive..."

The officers and soldiers snorted coldly, turned around and left here, and came here for nothing without taking the money, bad luck!

Hearing the movement of them leaving, the tyrant curled his lips, stood in front of the window and looked down, watching those people take away the corpse of the monster.

The leading officer looked back for some reason, and saw the man in the room just now standing by the window, frowning, sensing danger from that man.

He hurriedly looked away, and told the brothers behind him to return to the yamen as soon as possible.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeee~"

The little baby in the brocade quilt grinned stupidly, tilted his head and looked outside curiously, his little hands were grasping something in the air.

Gu Yu took a strand of hair from his chest and stuffed it into the baby's hands. With something to hold it, the little baby was even happier, laughing so hard that he couldn't see his eyes.

"Little Treasure is so cute."

He leaned down and rubbed the baby's chest, the tip of his nose was full of the milky scent from the baby.

The tyrant squinted his eyes, closed the window and returned to the room, letting the child play beside him, and continued to meditate so that the wounds on his legs and shoulder blades could recover as soon as possible.

The little baby was lying next to his father, holding a piece of his father's hair to play with for a whole day.

Before he knew it, it was noon, Gu Yu opened his eyes and put away his meditation gesture, lowered his eyes to look at the child in the brocade quilt, and met his gaze directly.

Seeing his father, the little baby yawned sleepily, loosened his father's hair limply, curled his mouth and closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

A smile appeared on the tyrant's face, he waved his hand to set a barrier on the child, removed the gauze to check the injury on the leg, thinking that they had been out for many days, and wondered what was going on in the palace now.

The gauze was stained with blood, and the part corroded by the poisonous mist had grown fresh flesh. The speed visible to the naked eye recovered very well, and the exposed bones could no longer be seen.

The tyrant frowned, still feeling that the wound was recovering slowly, so he summoned the Blood Jade Magic Flute and let the red magic mist cover the wound.

The sharp pain made his calf twitch and tremble uncontrollably, Gu Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he let the magic mist wrap around the wound with a pale face.

After an unknown amount of time, the pain disappeared, and the red mist from the wound returned to the Blood Jade Magic Flute, revealing the intact calf.

Seeing this, the tyrant gasped heavily, retracted the blood jade magic flute and put down the pants on his legs.

As for the injury on the scapula that didn't affect his movement, it wouldn't be too late for him to use the magic mist to heal the injury after the blood jade magic flute recovered.

Thinking of going to the ghost world to find the Soul Calling Bell tonight, he laughed wildly and paranoidly.

As long as he gets the Soul Calling Bell, he can immediately revive the Immortal Elder!

Randomly used some pastries from the ring, took a nap with the baby, and the sky outside the window gradually darkened.

Xiaoer, who was standing on the first floor, glanced up, stepped on his feet and went up to the third floor carefully, slowly groped to the door of the guest officer's room, poked a hole and poured smoke into it, waited for a while, opened the door and left go in.

What he didn't know was that smoking was of no use to the adults or children in the room.

When the tyrant heard the footsteps coming in, he raised the corners of his lips and continued clasping his hands together to summon the gate of the ghost world.

The cold air filled the entire room in an instant, and the little baby was wrapped in a thick magic mist and tied to his chest, completely unable to feel the gloomy air from the ghost world.

There was a loud rumbling sound at the door, and the two big blood-colored characters became more vivid, as if they were still dripping with blood.

Xiao Er, who walked around the screen, was shivering from the cold. Before he could see what happened, his whole body was sucked into the gate of the ghost world, and he was eaten by the crows within a moment.

Gu Yu walked around the pool of blood without changing his face, and walked straight towards the ghost bridge with the child, and saw the ghost boy in red from a distance.

Seeing that demon came again, Xue Yi hurriedly hid the spoon in his hand, and stared at him with wide eyes vigilantly: "Why are you here again! Qingya is not in the ghost world!"

Hearing someone talking, the little baby who clenched his fist and played with the magic mist kicked the brocade quilt, babbling and talking.

Hearing a strange sound suddenly, Xue Yi's face turned pale with fright, and he asked loudly, "What, what sound!"

The tyrant stared expressionlessly at the bloody clothes who were about to faint from fright, raised his feet and walked slowly towards him, with thick black mist condensing on his palms, and said in a threatening cold voice: "Tell me, where is the summoning bell?"

Xue Yi was terrified by the strange sounds. Although he saw ghosts with different shapes of death every day, he was still afraid of strange things.

Hearing what the demons said, he tilted his head in a daze: "The summoning bell?"

"What do you want the summoning bell for?"

Xue Yi glanced at him curiously. The soul-calling bell is in the ghost world, but even if he and his brother went to that place, they might not be able to bring the soul-calling bell out. After all, there are ghosts inside, and it is very dangerous.

Gu Yu's face was cold, his black eyes were full of murderous intent, and his voice was low: "It has nothing to do with you, tell me, where is the soul-calling bell? As long as you take the soul-calling bell, I don't have to kill you."

Xue Yi curled his lips: "In Li Guiyuan, if you can take it out, it will be given to you. If you can't take it out, it means you are dead."

Seeing that the man's face remained unchanged, he frowned and explained to him the ghosts: "There are many ghosts in Ligui Yuan. Even if my brother and I go in, we will die. You can't defeat a group of ghosts alone!"

A cold light flashed in the tyrant's eyes, he lowered his eyes to look at the child in front of his chest, pursed his lips and looked up at the blood-clothed boy, a wisp of magic mist emerged from his fingertips and penetrated into the boy's body instantly.

Xue Yi jumped up in fright, pointed at that person and asked loudly: "You, you, what did you put in my body!! Could it be a bug, ahhhhhhh!"

The little baby was amused by the sound outside, and giggled and giggled, his little hands clenched into fists and dangling with the laughter.

Gu Yu's thin lips curled slightly, and his voice was low and dangerous: "I put the magic mist in your body, as long as you help me look after the baby, I will take back the magic mist when I come out of Li Guiyuan, otherwise you will be taken away by the magic mist. Corroded inside, turned into a pool of blood."

After threatening the blood-clothed boy, he waved his hand to remove the magic mist on his chest, revealing the child on his body, and untied the top tie to hold him in his arms.

Seeing the father, the little baby babbled and waved its fists, and looked curiously at the people next to it.

The blood-clothed boy froze in shock, staring blankly as the demon hugged a baby from his chest.

"You, you, this was born by you?!"

Xue Yi pointed at the baby in the demon's arms, staring and stuttering in fright.

Gu Yu frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Of course, of course it's an orphan."

Bloody was a little dizzy, and completely forgot about the magic mist that the man left in his body. He thought it was rare for that plaything of his brother to be able to give birth to a child. He didn't expect that all the demons would give birth. Could it be that now men can give birth? Have you had a baby yet?

Xue Yi reached out and touched his stomach, wondering if he would have to have a baby in the future?

Thinking of his puffy stomach, he shook his head vigorously and threw out the strange picture.

"Okay, okay, I will help you take care of the child, and you must come back alive."

He is not afraid of turning into a pool of blood, he is afraid that this demon will throw his child to him and ruin his good reputation, otherwise how will he marry a wife and have children in the future!

Gu Yu hummed, and reluctantly looked at the child in his arms, his cold facial features softened, his thin lips pressed against the child's forehead, and said in a hoarse voice: "Little treasure, Father will be back soon, you be good of."

Staring at the child's exquisite eyebrows and eyes for a long time, Gu Yu gritted his teeth and handed it to the blood-clothed boy next to him, with a low and hoarse voice: "Let's go, take me to Liguiyuan, go early and return early."

The blood-clothed boy frantically hugged the baby in his arms. His body was extremely stiff when he held the baby for the first time, and he kept his arms straight and dared not use too much force.

Hearing Mozu's words, he nodded blankly, and led him to Liguiyuan with soft legs.

The little baby wrapped in the brocade quilt didn't know that the father was going to leave, and looked at the handsome brother curiously with big round eyes, stretched out his hand to hold a strand of his hair, and babbled and tugged.

Xueyi's hands trembled, and he raised his head to look at the demons next to him in a panic: "This, this, what should I do?"