The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

I can't help but put ghost energy into the food, as long as the Taoist priest eats it, he will sleep very hard tonight.

Shang Qing'an took it from his hand with a blank expression, and handed it to the host next to him.

The corners of Wen Nu's lips raised slightly, and he smiled warmly at the purple-haired boy: "Thank you."

He took the pastries from the system and used some at will.

Shang Qing'an felt his stomach growling, and ate up the remaining cakes. Fortunately, the cakes were wrapped in oiled paper and were not touched by that dirty human being, otherwise he would never have eaten them.

Sitting next to him, he lowered his head and slowly ate another bag of pastries, making it difficult for people to see his expression, and felt extremely pitiful.

Night fell and the moon was bright.

Wen Nu chatted with Shang Qing'an for a while, then got into the tent and fell asleep.

As cultivators, they always carry a portable tent with them when they travel, and they just put it wherever they want.

The tent is very big, as big as a small room, more than enough to accommodate three people, but because the system loves cleanliness and doesn't want to get close to the purple-haired boy, the sleeping place is separated from them by a table.

The purple-haired boy walked in from the outside after packing up. Seeing the white clothes and the Taoist priest next to each other, a cold light flickered in his eyes.

He pursed his lips and went to his sleeping place, lying on the quilt staring at the top of the tent in a daze, waiting for the two people next to him to fall asleep.

As long as the Taoist chief fell asleep, he would immediately kill that white robe!

Time passed by, and the gentle breathing of the two of them rang in the ears.

Han Xun suddenly got up from the ground, stood condescendingly in front of the white clothes, reached out and dragged him out of the tent.

Wen Nu, who accidentally ingested ghost energy, fell into a deep sleep, but still keenly sensed the danger, and forced himself to struggle to wake up from the darkness.

Tang Yan dragged the man all the way and threw him to the river, glanced at the white clothes lying on the ground, raised his red lips and folded his hands together to suck his energy.

Wen Nu suddenly opened his eyes, and a long white jade sword appeared in his hand, and the sword wind rushed towards Zi Yi.

I didn't expect him to wake up so early, but he didn't panic, he activated the ghost energy in Bai Yi's body, and controlled Bai Yi's actions.

Wen Nu's feet were stiff, as if he was stuck on the ground, Liu Mei frowned slightly and looked at the purple-haired boy in front of him.

The bright red lips are slightly raised, and the slender white fingers are wrapped around the purple curly hair on the chest. The throat rolls and chuckles, and the eyes blink innocently: "Brother, why do you look at me like this?"

Wen Nu pursed his lips, clasped his hands together, his gestures kept changing, and the Avalokitesvara sword went straight towards the purple-haired boy.

The white jade long sword glowed faintly white under the moonlight, and the purple-haired boy was entangled with the sword's lingering attack.

I didn't expect that the white clothed mana could be so powerful even if he was trapped by ghost energy.

The ghost energy on his body came out desperately from his body, like a soft whip, entangled with the Guanyin sword.

Taking advantage of the purple-haired boy being entangled by the Guanyin sword, Wen Nu put his hands together to force out the ghost energy in his body.

A drop of black blood gradually overflowed from the corner of his lips, and there was a sinister aura on the black blood.

Wiping off the blood on the corners of his lips with the back of his hand, his feet resumed their movements. He recalled the Guanyin sword and tapped his toes, and attacked the purple-haired boy.

With a vicious look in his eyes, he raised his red lips, waved the ghost mist in his hand, and controlled it to wrap around the white clothes.

Wen Nu turned to avoid it, spun around above the ghost fog, and stabbed the purple-haired boy with the long sword.

Sang Ye dodged to dodge, but was still cut off by the white clothes with a strand of long purple hair, seeing the ghostly broken hair, his eyes became more gloomy and cold.

The two were fighting fiercely, when suddenly there were footsteps in the tent, Shang Qing'an walked out with half-closed eyes, and walked straight towards the river. When passing by them, he didn't seem to see anything, and stepped into the river.

Wen Nu walked up to the system, grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the river.

"Ball ball?"

Shang Qing'an's expression remained unchanged, but his expression was dull, as if he was sleepwalking.

Tang Yan knocked away the white clothes next to the Taoist priest, gave him a vicious look, took the Taoist priest and took him back to the tent.

Wen Nu frowned and followed. Seeing that he was about to put Qiuqiu on the quilt, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Wait, Qiuqiu won't be able to bear it when you wake up the next day."

It was as if she had torn off her disguise in front of the white clothes, the innocent smile on her face disappeared, she cast a gloomy look at him, waved her hand to wash off the dust on the Daoist priest with the water purification formula, and let him lie on the mattress to sleep.

Wen Nu pursed his lips silently, and waited until the purple-haired boy left before casting a spell to dry the moisture on the system, hoping that he would not short-circuit when he woke up tomorrow morning.

As for tonight's fight, he kept it in mind, and he must be vigilant in the future to avoid what happened today.

Thinking of the pastry he ate, he guessed why the system slept so deeply.

His fingers touched the system's wrist, and his fingertips were numb from the electric shock, but he didn't withdraw his hand, but closed his eyes to see if there was any ghost in the system.

I read it several times, but I didn't see any ghost energy in the system. I think the purple-haired boy should have taken it back just now.

Wen Nu rubbed his sleepy deer eyes and prepared to fall asleep. Before falling asleep, he set up restrictions around his body, so that he would wake up as soon as someone touched him, so as to prevent him from assassinating him while he was asleep.

For a moment, there was only the sound of light breathing in the tent, and Tan Nai ruthlessly sat up from the ground, seeing that the white clothes were still sleeping, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Stretching out his hand, he let out a wisp of ghostly aura, and suddenly the moonlight shone on the white clothes and the whole body was glowing, which was a barrier restriction.

Tang Yan quickly withdrew his ghostly aura, gritted his teeth and stared at Bai Yi fiercely, then turned and went back to his place.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the ghostly aura on his body seemed to reflect the owner's mood, and as it overflowed, the entire tent was very gloomy and cold.

Wen Nu hugged the quilt in his arms tightly in his sleep, unknowingly, his consciousness was ups and downs, and he dreamed of Gu Yu from his previous life.

At that time, he was so annoyed by Gu Yu that he took the quilt and asked him to go to the study to sleep. He thought he wouldn't have to work hard tonight, but who knew that person jumped in from the window and touched the bed, waking him up.

The image of Gu Yu's eyes stained with desire/desire echoed in his mind, Wen Nu woke up from the dream, and stared at the tent vacantly, spreading his thoughts.

Gu Yu...

baby……

His hands subconsciously touched the flat stomach, as if he could still feel the beating of the child when he stayed here before.

With a lonely look in his eyes, he withdrew his hand and forced himself not to think about them, lifted the quilt and got up from the ground, shaking the system next to him to wake him up.

Shang Qing'an opened his eyes at a slow speed visible to the naked eye, saw the host next to him, and opened his mouth: "Host...Master..."

The system's eyes flickered, and there was a moment of sluggishness, struggling to get up from the bed slowly, like a centenarian moving slowly.

"what happened……"

Wen Nu was amused by the system, afraid of hurting the system's heart, he covered his lips and coughed lightly: "Last night you sleepwalked to the river, and accidentally got a little water in."

Seeing the annoyance on the expressionless face of the system, Wen Nu couldn't believe it, and his red lips raised slightly and couldn't help laughing out: "Don't worry, Qiuqiu, I've already dried the water for you, and it should be done after a while." Enough."

Shang Qing'an hummed, and said intermittently: "Thank... thank... host... master..."

Winnu deer-eyed, opened the tent to let the system out, the sun outside is bright, and the recovery will be faster after exposure to the sun.

Looking back at the position of the purple-haired boy in the tent, it was already empty when he woke up, and he didn't know where he went.

The two stood side by side, warming up under the sun, and Shang Qing'an was gradually able to speak smoothly.

Xin Xun walked out of the forest, seeing Taoist priest and Bai Yi so close together, a look of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

Pulling the corners of his lips, he walked towards the Taoist priest with a simple smile: "Daozhang, I just went to practice swords for a while, and I was afraid that it would make you sleep a little far away. Are you hungry? I still have pastries here. "

He took out the pastry from the storage bag and handed it to the Taoist priest, his eyes shining with anticipation.

Shang Qing'an shook his head expressionlessly: "I'm not hungry..."

Wen Nu glanced at the purple-haired boy from the corner of his eye, but did not move the pastry in his hand.

Feeling wronged, she put it away, as if hurt by the Taoist priest, went into the tent in frustration, and changed into a black robe when she came out again.

The long purple hair was tucked into a black hat, and only one face was looming and unreal.

Wen Nu noticed that he had changed his clothes, so he became vigilant.

Putting away the tent next to it, the three of them continued to head towards the Gushui faction.

On the way, the system finally stopped short-circuiting, and Wen Nu flew with Yujian.

Xun Yan silently followed behind them, staring closely at the Taoist priest behind him in white, almost biting his silver teeth.

If Bai Yi didn't take the first step, the Taoist leader could fly with his sword!

His eyes were filled with strong coldness, and the ghostly aura in his body wanted to rush out.

Taking a deep breath to push back the ghost's pressure, he closely followed the long sword in white and walked side by side with the Taoist priest.

The three quickly crossed the sky, passed through the mountains and rivers, and saw the sea in the distance. There was a huge city above the sea, and the tallest building in the city was the Gushui School.

In the eyes of cultivators, Haicheng is like worshiping, and the Gushui sect is the sect they yearn for, and it is the most powerful sect other than the Zhushan sect.

Ouyang Ce, the current head of the Gushui School, is an even rarer genius, but he has already cultivated to the state of fusion at the age of three hundred.

Seeing the gate of Haicheng from a distance, Wen Nu stepped off the sword body with the system on his toes, and the Avalokitesvara sword turned into a stream of light wrapped around his wrist with his palm facing up.

There was a long queue at the gate of the city, and cultivators wearing the same costumes stared at the gate on both sides.

Sang Ye tugged at the black hat on his head to cover his long purple curly hair, as well as his glamorous face.

Wen Nu and Shang Qing'an went forward to line up, and when they saw it, they hurriedly followed behind the Taoist priest. From the corner of their eyes, they secretly looked at the two ascetics to check their cultivation.

Seeing that they were only at the Golden Core stage, the corners of their lips curled up and a sneer flashed in their eyes.

After waiting for a long time, it was finally their turn.

Wen Nu had put on a veiled cap as early as when he fell the sword, to cover the marks on his forehead, for fear that they would see the Mark of the Fallen Angel and cause unnecessary trouble.

Passing through the archway made of spirit stones, nothing strange happened.

Wen Nu breathed a sigh of relief, and turned aside to wait for the system and the purple-haired boy.

Tang Yan looked up at the arched door, with a simple smile on his face, stepped forward and hugged the Taoist priest's arm, and said cheerfully: "Taoist priest, let's go over quickly, brother is still waiting for us!"

Shang Qing'an couldn't break free from the person next to him, and was forced by him to walk through the arch, and the two of them walked very close to Wen Nu.

It was as if he suddenly realized that he had touched the Taoist priest, and quickly withdrew his hand in shock, his face was blushed: "Dao, Taoist priest, I didn't mean it..."

Shang Qing'an exuded air-conditioning all over his body, he took out the disinfectant spray from his sleeve and sprayed it on the place touched by the purple-haired boy.

Wen Nu didn't speak, looked at the Lingshi arch that was still in operation, and suspected that all this might have something to do with it.

"Let's go." Shang Qing'an put away the spray and moved away from the purple-haired human.

Wen Nu walked between the two, towards the tallest building in the city, where the Gushui faction was located.

There are not too many people on the street, but it can be seen that Haicheng is very prosperous, and the stalls are full of various things.

As soon as they were about to reach the foot of the mountain where the Gushui faction was located, the crowd suddenly increased. They walked towards the mountain, holding incense and the like in their hands.

Wen Nuliu frowned slightly, remembering that Ouyang Xi said that her father built a fairy temple for him, which was very popular and people would come to offer incense every day.

He came here once a long time ago, but he had long forgotten where it was. Now it seems that it should be on the mountain where the Gushui faction is located.

Seeing the host stop, Shang Qing'an stared back at him: "What's wrong?"

Wen Nu shook his head and followed them. The three of them followed the crowd up the mountain. There was an exquisitely carved fairy temple on the mountainside. The gate of the fairy temple was wide open to welcome the pilgrims. You can clearly see the stone statue in the middle of the fairy temple, which is carved from a huge piece of white jade.

Shang Qing'an immediately recognized that it was the host, couldn't help tugging at the sleeve of the host, and asked coldly: "What's going on?"

Staring at the stone statue, his eyes flickered. He had seen this stone statue before, and now he saw it again and found that it was exactly the same as the white robe next to the Taoist priest, but the people on the stone statue were more alienated and indifferent, with a sense of pity from above. .

I don't know what to think of, and I hooked my red lips. He has seen the head of the Gushui sect sitting in front of the stone statue and crying. If Ouyang Ce gave birth to a demon and left the white clothes, then the Taoist leader would be his alone.

Wen Nu pursed his lips and explained to the system that he accidentally came to the human world about 400 years ago and met Ouyang Ce who was traveling down the mountain and saved his life.Later, Ouyang Ce built a fairy temple for him to thank him for saving his life.

What he didn't say was that many things happened at that time, and he was sent away by Ouyang Ce.

After taking a last look at the exquisitely carved fairy temple, Wen Nu took the lead and walked up the mountain, where the Gushui faction was located.

Before he had walked for a long time, he suddenly bumped into a barrier, and the veil on his head accidentally fell to the ground, revealing a face exactly like the one on the stone statue, except that there was a red mark on his forehead.

The guarding disciple noticed that someone had touched the barrier, and asked someone to quickly pass the news to the inner gate, while he went down the mountain to check who touched the guarding barrier.

The figure was hidden in the dark, and there were three people standing outside the barrier. The leader, Tsing Yi, had a somewhat familiar face, but when he saw the mark of the fallen angel on Tsing Yi's forehead, panic flashed in his eyes.

It's Fallen Angel!Why did the Fallen Angel come to their Gushui faction!

The outer disciple turned pale with fright. He glanced at the three people outside the barrier and quickly returned to the mountain. On the way, he met the senior brother from the inner sect who rushed over, and said in a trembling voice, "Senior brother, I saw the fallen angel! It's the fallen angel." !"

The senior brothers in the inner sect naturally knew the danger of the Fallen God, and their strength was even higher than them, so they hurried back to report to the sect master in case something happened.

Ouyang Ce sat in the hall, took a sip of tea from a teacup, and read the news from the capital.

Since Xi'er asked him how to break the restriction last time, he has lost contact. I don't know if something happened in the capital.

Sitting next to the head of the door, Hua Sha was wearing a bright yellow long vest embroidered with gold silk, a dark gold silk skirt on her lower body, and a tasseled jade hairpin on her head. She was pouring tea for Ouyang Ce.

"Husband, is there any news about Xi'er?"

Ouyang Ce shook his head, and handed the letter in his hand to the delicate woman next to him.

Huasha took it and carefully read the above content. The informant in the capital only said that something happened to the palace, and nothing else.

The delicate woman's eyes were red with anxiety, and she shed tears silently: "Husband, when can we bring Xi'er back?"

Ouyang Ce sighed, took off the handkerchief and carefully hugged her in his arms, gently wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Ma'am, don't cry. When the time is up, I will go and bring Xi'er back immediately!"

Huasha nodded with red eyes, and leaned against her husband's arms softly and bonelessly, exuding a faint and seductive fragrance from her body.

Ouyang Ce's eyes gradually blurred, and he hugged the woman in his arms tightly.

Huasha's voice was melodious, and she called her husband delicately.

The two were about to get up and go back to the room, when suddenly a disciple ran in from outside the door and shouted loudly towards the master: "Master... no, it's not good! A fallen angel came from outside the barrier! I don't know if he wants to attack us! "

Ouyang Ce put down his wife in his arms in a daze, pinched his eye sockets, knowing that his wife was not angry after using that incense again, he took her hand and walked towards the barrier together.

As for the ghost world, it was in a mess at this time.

Xueyi washed his hands vigorously, then washed the sharp-mouthed teacup, poured clean warm water on it and handed it to his sister-in-law.

Zuo Qian waved his hand to let him put it back, the little baby was already asleep at this moment, with his hands on his chest, he opened his mouth and purred.

But the bloody clothes didn't comply, he was still thinking about Xiaobao's accidental eating of Mengpo soup, if he didn't solve it quickly and wait until the demons came out, he would really be finished.

She hugged her sister-in-law's arm and begged him in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, just wake up Xiaobao, it's not too late to let him sleep after drinking this glass of water..."

Zuo Qian frowned, hearing the word "sister-in-law" in his mouth regurgitated, thinking of the man who forcibly occupied him and violated him.

Pushing away the hand on the arm with a pale face, he said in a hoarse voice, "I'll help you wake up."

Xue Yi's eyes lit up, and he sat on the bed, staring at the baby in his sister-in-law's arms, holding the teacup in his hands tightly.

Zuo Qian gently shook the brocade quilt in his arms, and the baby who just fell asleep opened his eyes in a daze, and subconsciously opened his mouth to cry when he saw a stranger.

Zuo Qian quickly picked him up, asked Xue Yi for a teacup, put it to the baby's lips, and coaxed him, "Little treasure, drink water..."

Gu Wen was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, opened his mouth unconsciously and drank the water in the teacup, forgot to cry after drinking, and fell asleep again.

Xue Yi took the empty teacup and breathed a sigh of relief, now he is waiting for Xiaobao to pee.

"Sister-in-law, you can rest at my place today!"

"If, if Xiaobao urinates, help me change his diaper..."

Xueyi cheekily teased his sister-in-law, and opened his big eyes expectantly, looking naive.

Zuo Qian hummed expressionlessly: "Yes, call me Zuo Qian, don't call me sister-in-law."

Xueyi wanted something from someone, and he didn't dare to refuse, so he curled his lips and agreed in a low voice.

"Sister-in-law... Zuo Qian!" Gritting his teeth, he continued, "Put Xiaobao on the bed, and be careful of the child in your belly. If something happens to you, brother will beat me to death."

Thinking of mixed doubles, Bloody was silent for a moment, stepped forward to take Xiaobao from his sister-in-law's arms, carefully put him on the bed, and then took out a new quilt from the closet and handed it to his sister-in-law.

"Zuo Qian..."

"You worked so hard to sleep with me tonight..."

Xue Yi bent down and took his quilt away, took the quilt and spread it on the floor as a floor bunk, lifted the quilt and lay down straight in to work hard, thinking that he had called his sister-in-law's name several times, he almost wanted to beat himself up.

Can't think anymore, can't think anymore, within a moment of closing his eyes, Xue Yi quickly fell asleep.

Zuo Qian was lying on the bed, looking up with blank eyes, a slight snoring sounded in his ear, looked down at the person on the floor, pursed his lips and slowly got up from the bed.

Tiptoe carefully avoiding the people on the ground, pushed open the bedroom door and walked out.

The sky in the ghost world was still gray and he couldn't see clearly, Zuo Qian silently walked towards the previous ghost bridge.

A few new ghosts walked intermittently on the ghost bridge, looking a little pale looking at those scary faces, carefully avoided them and came to the vicinity of Mengpo soup, and glanced at the white soup in the pot.

His facial features were reflected in the soup, Zuo Qian looked at his somewhat charming face, bit his silver teeth hard, his eyes were dry and red.

He really wanted to see Master, but he knew he couldn't go back, not to mention that he was pregnant with that person's child.

As long as he drinks Mengpo soup, he will forget the past, and then enter reincarnation with the group of new ghosts to escape this nightmare place.

But he really wanted to take a look at Master...

Struggling flashed in Zuo Qian's eyes, and his hands gradually reached out towards Meng Potang.

In Li Gui Yuan, Xue Bai and Gu Yu killed all the Li Guis side by side, but they also suffered many injuries.

The clothes on the tyrant's body were completely torn, and they were all traces of being clawed by the ghosts. Even his body and face were covered with bloody marks, giving off a cold and ghostly air.

Gu Yu stretched out his hand to touch his painful and numb face, the blood on it stained his hands.

The white blood was not much better, the black clothes on his body were scratched by the group of ghosts, although the wound was healed by ghost aura, a lot of blood still flowed out, and there was a strong ghost aura all over his body.

Holding the magic weapon for confining and refining ghost energy tightly in his hand, he absorbed all the ghost energy of Li Guiyuan and refined a whole bottle of black pills.

After finishing his work, Xuebai went to look at the demon next to him. Seeing him frowning and touching his face, he kindly reminded him: "Don't touch it. When you leave Li Guiyuan, the wounds made by Li Gui will slowly disappear."

Gu Yu hummed expressionlessly, and the Tianzi sword in his hand was stained with the ghostly aura of a fierce ghost, turning the blade black.

Xue Bai carefully put away the magic weapon, and said to the demon: "Let's go, the blood clothes are still waiting for us."

Gu Yu nodded with a cold face, and the two of them walked towards the exit of Li Guiyuan, and they were in a daze when they suddenly came into contact with the gray air.

The author has something to say: Gu Wen: Don't feed me water...

Bloody Clothes: Hush, huh, huh...

Gu Wen: Whoa whoa...

Xueyi wiped the water from his face, and couldn't help crying together: ahhhhhhhh