This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

Suddenly, Feng Wujing caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the corner of the restaurant.

Feng Wujing clicked his tongue and looked at the man walking towards the counter with his head raised.

The man was exactly the same as he remembered, dressed in green clothes, looking at the side face, he was smiling, it was a very pure smile.

Although there are still faults in his memory, Feng Wujing's intuition tells him that this person is the person in his memory.

Feng Wujing took a sip of wine lazily, his eyes followed the figure closely, he didn't seem to see himself, took two jars of wine, turned around and walked to another table.

There was another person sitting at the table, watching him walk over, and nodded to him, the man in Tsing Yi sat down with a smile, poured wine for the two of them, and chatted happily.

Feng Wujing was inexplicably upset, he pressed Fu Li's upturned head with his palm, threw off his sleeve robe, and strode over.

Passing by the noisy crowd all the way, the storyteller's words about the status quo of the Six Realms were all forgotten by him, and with the strong wind rolled up by his clothes, Feng Wujing's extremely oppressive shadow rushed to Yu Yin's table.

Yu Yin was startled by the sudden and treacherous atmosphere, and immediately raised his head. The emotions in those eyes were full of twists and turns, from surprise, to shock, to bewilderment, and finally to surprise from the bottom of his heart.

His lips moved tremblingly, and he was speechless for a while.

"Big...Master Mozun, you, you..."

Feng Wujing was a little annoyed, and motioned for Yu Yin to make room for himself.

Yu Yin hurriedly sat inside, looked at the man in black opposite, and said hastily, "Brother Xu, why don't you go out for a meeting first, and I'll look for you later."

Shen Xu lost the joy he had just now, and now his face was a little gloomy. He raised his head, looked at Feng Wujing inexplicably, nodded, and got up to go out.

Feng Wujing calculated the identity of this "Brother Xu", and then ignored his rude behavior towards him.

Once in the Valley of Thousand Souls, it was Yu Yin, a clean and clear person, who added a touch of interest to his boring life.

Feng Wujing heaved a sigh of relief, ignored the figure who had just left, raised the wine cup in front of him, and poured wine down his throat.

Yu Yin watched Lord Mozun pouring wine non-stop, but didn't know how to speak, the atmosphere was so quiet and awkward.

At this moment, Fu Li cleverly came over and solved the siege quite appropriately.The little dog jumped directly onto Yu Yin's body, lying on his lap, exposing his softest belly.

Feng Wujing glanced at Fu Li's hopeless appearance: "..."

Seeing the obvious meaning, Yu Yin hesitated, but he still got his hands on it. He carefully rubbed the little dog's belly: "Why do you still keep...wait a minute, Fu Li?!"

The little dog purred, and Yu Yin could hear a bit of resentment from the sound.

Feng Wujing coughed, Yu Yin understood, and changed the subject by himself: "Ah, my lord these past few years... no, what would my lord want to eat, a crab rice steamed bun? I'll go and order for your lord."

Feng Wujing silently looked at the man in green in front of him, speechless for a moment.

He blocked the people who got up in a hurry and spoke bluntly.

"sit down."

"Oh", Yu Yin sat down, and seemed to want to talk about other topics, "Then...then my lord, my cooking skills have improved again, should I wait..."

Feng Wujing glanced at him: "Shut up, how is the Demon Realm now?"

Yu Yin had deliberately avoided this topic at first, but now that he brought it up, he could only tell the truth, but he didn't know how to say it. He was full of words crowded in his chest, and he didn't utter a word for a long time.

Feng Wujing was a little strange: "What?"

Yu Yin asked, "Where do I start?"

Feng Wujing frowned: "What?"

Yu Yin quickly said: "It's okay, it's okay, Mozun..."

The more Yu Yin spoke, the weaker his voice became, Feng Wujing had no choice but to hold back his temper: "A new Demon Lord has been established in the Demon Realm?"

Yu Yin nodded hastily.

Feng Wujing said: "This seat understands, you say what you want, say everything."

Yu Yin finally spoke.

A new demon king has been established in the demon world.

Since ancient times, only a pure demonic physique can become a Demon Lord. The Demon Lord changes every 30 years. The previous Demon Lord selects a successor, grants him spells, and trains him by himself.

Only the demon can recognize the physique of a demon. After all, the physique of a demon is the same as that of ordinary demons except that they can practice spells faster than ordinary people. If they want to reach the level enough to dominate the demon world, they must be guided by the previous demon.

However, Feng Wujing was trapped in the illusion, so naturally he didn't choose the magic cultivator who had taught the new demon physique.In the Demon Realm, if one wants to become a Demon Lord, it is not enough just to have a demon spirit physique, one must be convinced by the people of the Demon Realm, as for how to be convinced?Practice spells to the peak level.

Yu Yin said that the new Demon Lord descended from the sky, and as soon as he arrived in the Demon Realm, he used the top-level spells that only the Demon Realm could perform, and everyone was amazed.

As a result, he was elected as the new demon king as a matter of course.

Yu Yin paid attention to Feng Wujing's face, saw that he had listened to the whole process with a blank face, and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

In all fairness, although Master Mozun is moody and unpredictable, he treats him very well. After getting along with him for so many years, he has already learned how to do it well. If he took the initiative to talk about how he came back from the dead, he naturally shouldn't ask too much.

Although he was very curious about what Feng Wujing had experienced in the past five years.

Moreover, eye color, hair color, body shape...

Yu Yin blurted out: "My lord, your pupils are so light."

Feng Wujing was thinking about this, when he suddenly heard what the man said, he frowned and stroked his hair, it turned from a few strands of white to white and half black.

He let out a "hmm", and didn't want to tell Yu Yin that he was trapped in the illusion by Gu Langqing for the time being.

"Dropped from the sky?"

He was imprisoned by Gu Langqing for less than a month, but such a big thing happened in the Demon Realm, Feng Wujing was astonished.

"Yeah, but," Yu Yin watched carefully, "The devil world is in order now, so you don't have to worry too much."

Feng Wujing raised the corner of his lips: "What about that evil god?"

"Evil God?" Yu Yin was a little surprised, "Your Excellency, don't you remember?"

Feng Wujing's brows and eyes trembled: "Yes, I don't remember anything when I wake up, so tell me."

Yu Yin recounted what he already knew about how the evil god unified the demon world and the ghost domain. He also said that this evil god did not live in peace.

Feng Wujing was thoughtful, thinking of the "evil gods unifying the six worlds" that the storyteller said just now, and then picking one from the fairy world and the demon world, and then the unknown new demon king "falling from the sky", his thoughts were in a mess for a while.

Feng Wujing's tone could not be questioned: "Go to the Demon Realm with me."

Yu Yin hesitated for a moment, but Feng Wujing was drinking and didn't notice.

In his opinion, this Yu Yin has always listened to his words the most, no matter whether it is falling or falling, he will obey him unconditionally, Feng Wujing saved him and gave him a new life, Yu Yin has never complained , has always been a matter of mutual consent.

Yu Yin nodded: "Okay, my lord, wait for me, I'll go out and talk to Brother Xu."

Feng Wujing acquiesced.

In fact, he had guessed who Shen Xu was Yu Yin, but he didn't bother to say it clearly, as he was not interested in that right now.

Yu Yin came back, and the storyteller was still talking about the world of evil spirits in a cadence.

"That monster gave birth to a baby face, tiger-striped skin, and wild boar teeth. It's very creepy! Not long ago, the village next door to us, in the backcountry, was slaughtered by this monster. Bloody , it’s miserable... Oh, yes, it’s called Taowu.”

Feng Wujing looked at the storyteller coldly.

"Tao Wu is very fierce. The evil gods are released to act recklessly in our human world. If you are lucky, you will be able to survive if you encounter people in the fairy world. If you are unlucky, we can't beat the monsters. Hey, if Lord Heretic God dominates the Six Realms..."

Yu Yin said: "My lord, when are we going to leave?"

Feng Wujing stood up: "Now."

Tao Wu is exactly the beast he met in the illusion.

Feng Wujing pursed his lips and tidied his robe loosely.Yu Yin held the talisman and left to pay for the drink, Feng Wujing waited on the spot, he thought of something, said "wait a minute" and left the restaurant.

The city turned around in half and half, Feng Wujing walked through the crowd and found a secluded alley corner.

After leaving the illusion, his magic power recovered, and the formulas in his memory gradually became clear. Presumably, when he was in the illusion, Gu Langqing deliberately suppressed his magic power.

When he finds out the matter of the devil world, he will go to Gu Lang to settle the accounts, and he will never want to escape.Feng Wujing thought.

A red light appeared under Feng Wujing's sleeve robe, and along with the summoning technique, a long red whip suddenly appeared!

The handle of the whip was engraved with weird and complicated patterns, and the body of the whip was glowing red regularly, as if to pay respect to the owner whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

This whip is called "Crazy Drunk", and its fighting style is weird and wild. With this long whip, Feng Wujing subdued all the young people in the demon world who did not accept him.

Feng Wujing grasped the handle of the whip, feeling as if he was a world away.

He stretched out his arms and swung forward, dancing around him in a smart and smooth trajectory. The wind whizzed, and he fell like a thunderbolt, suddenly drawing a deep crack in the ground.

Feng Wujing danced gracefully in mid-air, the mad drunk in his hand was as soft as a silk belt, but it was full of frightening strength, the blood-colored robe was in full bloom in the air, surrounded by the charming red light, like a flower Gorgeous red rose flower.

Just like in Gu Langqing's room, the flowers that had regained their color were placed on the window sill.

Five years ago, Feng Wujing half-kneeled on the ground, he couldn't see any difference from usual, except the bright red on his lips was dazzling.

The man handed the bright red rose flower to Gu Langqing with his own hands, and with a sharp and ear-piercing laugh, his magic power surged out, and finally fell down, with no more breath in his nose.

At the same time, the rose flower in Gu Langqing's hand also lost its color, turned pale and had no business.

But now, Gu Langqing slowly raised his hand and touched the rose flower in the vase, which was as red as it could drip blood.

Feng Wujing's mana recovered.

After all, he couldn't lock him up, couldn't lie to him.

Gu Langqing sighed softly.

Lord Mozun... has been reborn.