Chapter 1017 His Majesty the Vermilion Bird (Chapter 33)
Gu Yan opened his eyes with a start, only to find that he was alone in the room. However, there was an ice-blue bird by the bed, which affectionately nuzzled his hand.
Gu Yanjing gripped the bird with a grim expression, but after thinking for a moment, he finally let go.
The blue bird was released and tilted its head, looking at Gu Yanjing with curiosity.
Gu Yanjing didn't say anything, but turned over and found a book under his pillow, which he then slowly began to read.
The birds didn't chirp; they nestled quietly on Gu Yanjing's forearm, following his movements as he looked at the fire-avoidance diagram.
That's a good move. I must ask Your Majesty to try it next time. Your Majesty's waist is the most flexible, able to bend into the most beautiful arc, and can withstand any kind of bullying.
Gu Yanjing had no idea what Lu Lingjun was thinking. As she read, she fell asleep again with the book in her hand.
Inside the forbidden area, Nan Wan'er woke up vomiting blood. As soon as she opened her mouth, a mouthful of blood clots gushed out, almost choking her to death.
Suddenly, a hand lifted her up from behind and slapped her on the back, making her spit out the blood clots in her mouth.
"Cough cough cough, vomit." Nan Wan'er supported herself on the ground with one hand, spitting out all the blood from her mouth. Her mouth was full of the taste of blood, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
"You're awake." The man's voice came lazily from behind, and a dark look appeared in his eyes when he saw Nan Wan'er's disheveled appearance.
Nan Wan'er gasped for breath, turned around and looked at the man behind her with her blood-stained eyes.
Then I froze.
Nan Wan'er always felt that she was immune to handsome men.
After all, with Gu Yanjing's stunningly handsome appearance, who was incredibly good-looking, and then almost killed her, she felt she had developed a psychological aversion to handsome men.
As it turns out, there is no psychological trauma associated with lust.
Nan Wan'er slurped her saliva, her mouth full of the metallic taste of blood, and couldn't help but spit at the handsome man.
Man: ...Vulgar.
Nan Wan'er coughed twice and cleared her throat: "Handsome, do you have any water? I need to rinse my mouth."
Without saying a word, the man led Nan Wan'er to a stream and told her to wash her face herself.
Nan Wan'er only remembered to ask the man's name after she washed her face.
"By the way, who are you?" Nan Wan'er washed her face, revealing the bulging wounds on her face.
Murong Yu lashed her face with a whip, disfiguring her.
"Since you've entered the forbidden area, how could you not know who I am?" The man raised an eyebrow, stepped forward and stroked Nan Wan'er's cheek as if he were heartbroken: "A girl's face is the most precious thing, how could you let it get hurt?"
“But if you can only choose one between life and face, then life is definitely more important.” Nan Wan’er’s face contorted in pain when her wound was touched: “Wait, who are you? Why should I know who you are?”
"Don't you know that this forbidden area is where the ancient demonic beast Devouring Beast is imprisoned?" The man pinched Nan Wan'er's face and smeared something on her face.
Nan Wan'er suddenly felt a cool and comfortable sensation on her face.
"So you're that Devouring Beast?" Nan Wan'er blinked.
My goodness, this man is so gentle.
sleepy.
Moreover, this setting is so awesome, could it be some kind of special ability?
"No, I am the son of the Devouring Beast." The man shook his head.
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