This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

There was a moment of silence all around.

Having said that, no one has the guts to fight a duel with Wuque Mozun. As for the "escort" reward...compared to being face to face with Feng Wujing, this terrible money is worthless.

Everyone just sat there quietly, looking at each other.

The voice from the dark place directly pushed Feng Wujing to the cusp of the storm, and everyone exchanged eye contact, telling each other the fear in their hearts.

Feng Wujing became impatient, and casually pointed to someone to lead the way.

The man didn't expect his luck to be so bad for a while, his face was as ugly as a pig's liver, and he almost suffocated to death with a choked breath.

But he didn't dare to disobey, so he left like this.

The poor Moxiu rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingertips, walked forward with his head down, and bumped into the big stone pillar that went straight up into the sky. With an "Ah yo", he covered his swollen forehead with his palm, and sighed in front of everyone. With a sound, he stepped forward in a hurry.

Seeing this scene, the people sitting below couldn't help laughing, but they still pretended not to see it, and their cheeks were sore from holding back their laughter.

Feng Wujing silently squinted his eyes at the sitting person and followed.

The path of Wanhun Valley has not changed, but some minor repairs have been made. There are more paintings on this wall, and more bouquets on that table, which is quite arty.

Feng Wujing sneered, turned his head away, grabbed the back collar of Moxiu's clothes who was walking fast in front, and lifted him in front of him like a chicken.

There was no one around, the demon cultivator was trembling and unable to speak, Feng Wujing's expression was unkind, and he said directly: "This seat asks you something, you answer truthfully. If you dare to lie, I will tear your mouth to pieces."

The man was obviously frightened and nodded, wondering if he understood.

"If you dare to tell what happened today, guess what," Feng Wujing added slowly, "When you are awake, from head to toe, shave every bone out of your whole body, including Flesh and blood, piled together, at this moment, the heart has been torn apart by the bone scum, but it is still beating, boom, boom, boom..."

The demon cultivator turned pale with fright, and trembled with a haunted moan like a ghost. It took him a long time to say: "Yes, sir, just ask, I... I will know everything, and I will say everything."

Just now that voice said——He is with the heavenly stems and immortals, and he has abandoned the common people in the demon world?

Feng Wujing was deeply concerned about this sentence in his heart, and he became suspicious.

The Mozun closed his voice, and clasped his hands together: "Heavenly Stem Immortal, Gu Langqing—what did you do in the past? Tell me from the beginning."

Of course Moxiu knew about Feng Wujing's death five years ago to save Gu Langqing, so he couldn't figure out Feng Wujing's intentions for a while, he didn't dare to raise his head, didn't dare to vent his breath, he could only stare at his toes and answer : "From, from the beginning?"

Feng Wujing glanced at him.

Moxiu responded and organized his words.

"Heavenly Stem Immortal is born with a fairy physique. He practiced fairy arts very quickly. He reached the Nascent Soul Realm at the age of 15. There has never been anyone before or since. He is highly valued in the fairy world. Oh, oh, Heavenly Stem Immortal also often He has been praised by people for saving lives and healing the wounded in the human world, and the Heavenly Steed Immortal has a good-looking appearance, and is known as the most beautiful man in the fairy world..."

The words of praise from the person in front of him were endless, Feng Wujing frowned, and interrupted him directly: "Speak to the point, don't talk about what you have or what you don't have."

focus...

Moxiu took a deep breath, wasting his efforts to cater to the adults in vain, so the adults don't want to hear compliments about the person he likes?

He thought for a while: "Later, Heavenly Stems and Immortals organized a killing team, called Wuying, ah...killing people invisible, shoveling, eradicating the alien's sharp weapon, and then agreeing with you, my lord..."

Seeing that the man in red was getting more and more weird, Moxiu pretended to be witty and turned the subject: "Then, the people of the fairy world discovered the shadowless guard of the Heavenly Stem Immortal Venerable, and they attacked him..."

The fiery red lanterns illuminated the surroundings, and the scene in Feng Wujing's mind was ready to emerge, and his temples began to experience the intense stinging pain every time he forcibly awakened the memory.

Feng Wujing rubbed his temples, gave a low "hmm", and signaled Moxiu to continue talking.

After receiving instructions, Moxiu imagined the grand scene of the battlefield at that time, and quickly thought about how to describe the adults and his ideal person in a majestic and realistic image.

He scratched his head and was about to speak.

"Senior, why are you standing here? My magic palace is not far away, please come with me, senior, for a moment."

It was the voice of the current Mozun who was floating at the banquet just now.

Feng Wujing raised his head sharply, but when his eyes fell on the man's face, his red pupils suddenly widened.

This person was dressed in black, holding a fragrant wood folding fan in his hand, and fanning it gently.

What really shocked him was that this person's face resembled a person's.

——Gu Langqing.

The author says:

I have an exam tomorrow!More after the exam! (as much as possible)

感谢在2021-06-1010:55:39-2021-06-1200:12:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: 1 Yuyumeng Xiaoxiang;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Susu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!