This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

Gu Langqing was still the same as before, dressed in white, indifferent and indifferent.

He bent his lips and said as he walked, "Master Mozun, you are very fierce."

Feng Wujing squinted his eyes, and the blushing magic power that was overflowing slowly subsided. There was also an unknown smile on the corner of his lips, and he let go suddenly, throwing the high-raised Su Fenggu to the ground.

Su Fenggu panted heavily, and wiped off the sweat that oozed from his forehead. The acrid sweat got into his eyes, and his eyelashes were stained with water.

Feng Wujing's rage just now was still like the sharp claws of a ferocious beast, scratching his heart and lungs, his heart was filled with panic, but his face was calm: "Gu Xianzun, it's very timely."

Su Feng coughed fiercely, squatted down against the wall, and calmed down after a long while, his eyes wandered to the two people in front of him.

Feng Wujing firmly grasped the emotions on Su Fenggu's face, and spoke calmly and patiently.

"The majestic heavenly god, come to the devil world, what is your business?"

Gu Langqing didn't speak, walked a few steps, squatted down, patted Su Fenggu's mandible softly, motioned him to look up, looked at the bruised and purple pinch marks on his neck, his eyelashes trembled, and then gently He helped Su Fenggu up, and sat down on a stone bench beside him.

The magic palace was strangely quiet for a while, only the shadows cruising in the air flowed quietly, rolling out a gorgeous rose shape.

Feng Wujing stared at this scene condescendingly, he was waiting for Gu Langqing's explanation.

Gu Langqing lowered his eyes, the light and shadow in his amber pupils flowed, and he laughed abruptly.

"Naturally, he followed Lord Mozun all the way."

Feng Wujing raised his eyebrows, bent down, and the distance between the two people's noses was almost touching.

"Really? Gu Xianzun is very interested. Don't forget that we haven't settled the account at Wangyou Peak yet."

The scorching breath brushed over Gu Langqing's tender and fragile lips, provoking him to tremble uncontrollably.

Gu Langqing turned his head abruptly, staying away from the Demon Venerable who wanted to settle accounts with him, and hugged Su Fenggu who was beside him.

Feng Wujing watched his movements, clicked his tongue, and straightened up.

Su Fenggu raised his head and looked at Gu Langqing: "Gu Xianzun, why are you here...you heard it all?"

Gu Langqing pursed his lips: "I didn't hear everything."

After a pause, he asked again: "Is Chi Cang dead?"

Su Fenggu asked suspiciously: "No, why did you and...senior say that he is dead?"

Gu Langqing remained silent, with his palms covering Su Fenggu's cheeks, there was pity in his heart.

"What did you do with my blood essence?"

Gu Langqing said: "This is not my original intention."

Feng Wujing looked at him.

Gu Langqing sighed: "It's a long story."

"Long story short."

Gu Langqing raised his eyes, fixedly glanced at Feng Wujing for a few times, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "If Lord Mozun wants to know, why don't you guess it yourself?"

Feng Wujing got impatient and took a step closer.

The next moment, Gu Langqing felt as if his wrist was being licked by a tongue of fire, and was tightly held in the palm of the demon's hand, making it difficult to pull it out.

"Can you tell me?"

Gu Langqing looked at him seriously, taking the step of retreating, stretched his hand forward, and put a palm on Feng Wujing's chest.

"I think we should figure out Chi Cang's matter first, what do you think?"

Chi Cang's resurrection from the dead is indeed more important.

Feng Wujing looked at Gu Langqing, the emotions in his eyes were unclear, but at this moment, he didn't want to follow Gu Langqing's wishes.

Right now, all his memories are a blur, if you want to talk about the sequence...it's not bad.

The five fingers of the Immortal Venerable in white curled up slightly, pressing on Feng Wujing's chest, but the man grabbed his waist and moved forward, his whole body was suddenly wrapped in the stuffy air.

Gu Langqing took a look, and his expression was stained with anger: "Release."

Feng Wujing didn't understand where Gu Langqing's temper came from, instead he increased the strength in his hand without haste.

"You took the blood essence of this seat and fused it into someone?"

With an ambiguous tone, Feng Wujing stared closely at Gu Langqing's face, raised his hand viciously, pressed his thumb against Gu Langqing's thin, bloodless lips, and kneaded and played with it chaotically.

Gu Langqing is like a fan, on the surface he is extremely expensive, but inside he is full of clouds and fog, he can't figure it out.

Gu Langqing frowned slightly, and failed to break free several times, instead falling into an increasingly dangerous situation.

Judging from Mozun's expression, Feng Wujing became interested, but Gu Langqing couldn't tell whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for a moment.

The fingertips pressing on his lower lip seemed to set his lips on fire, and his speech seemed slurred.

"I said, this was not my intention, and it was the first time I saw it today..."

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Feng Wujing was obviously astonished.

Gu Langqing felt that the hands controlling him gradually loosened, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Su Fenggu, who was sitting on the side, suddenly interjected: "Yes, senior, don't worry, Xianzun... really doesn't know."

Gu Langqing escaped from Feng Wujing's embrace, his lips were stained with an abnormal rosy color, he panted softly: "That meeting was the first time Su Yinyi and I met in these years , I only found out then..."

Feng Wujing raised his eyebrows and looked at the two people in front of him: "This is the first time you've met?"

Gu Langqing and Su Fenggu nodded one after another, Feng Wujing was momentarily at a loss for words.

Su Feng's old way: "The celestial venerable came after the senior, but the demon world has always restrained the celestial cultivators with mana. How did the celestial venerable enter the demon palace?"

The demon world will indeed suppress the cultivation of the magic power of the immortal cultivator. Even for an immortal like Gu Langqing, it is not so easy to forcibly break into the demon palace.

Feng Wujing stared at Gu Langqing closely, not letting go of any subtle expression on Gu Langqing's face.

Gu Langqing looked at Su Fenggu, curled the corners of his lips, and his eyes were light.

For him, it was easy to break in, but facing the two people in front of him was as difficult as going to heaven.

Gu Langqing didn't hide anything: "Puppet."

After speaking, he raised his eyes, and the pupils under the long eyelashes flickered.

"Master Mozun, do you still remember? I am proficient in puppet art."

That's a shameless statement.

Feng Wujing looked at Gu Langqing's exposed back of the neck, wanting to take a bite ruthlessly.

"Of course I don't dare to forget, your two little apprentices have been reminding me."

"No," Gu Langqing said slowly, "The shadowless guard, you know that, right?"

Feng Wujing let out a "hmm".

Gu Langqing laughed: "What dark guards, where can I go to find so many dead men? The so-called dark guards are just my puppets."

……

Feng Wujing was surprised that Gu Langqing revealed this secret so easily.

Although a little unbelievable, it seems to be reasonable.

Gu Langqing was still smiling, with such a gentle smile, but there was a bit of treachery and aura for no reason.

No one knew this secret. A few years ago, everyone took it for granted that the shadowless guard was his subordinate.

But who would have known... those "Shadowless Organizations" who are doing all kinds of evil in their mouths, turned out to be him.

just him.

In other words, this organization did not exist at all, and he was the only one that the immortal cultivators in the previous life were afraid of.

He and his puppets are invincible.

No one knows this secret, except Feng Wujing.

Feng Wujing didn't speak, raised his eyelids, turned around and sat back on the throne, and hooked his hands towards Gu Langqing.

The dark red halo cast by the volley made Feng Wujing's pupils smudged, and the dark patterns on the clothes were vivid and vivid.

Seeing Gu Langqing's hesitant walking steps, Feng Wujing raised his foot to hook him, forcefully pulling him towards him.

Gu Langqing was tripped, even though the man in red was sitting right now, the indifference of raising his eyes still made people shudder.

"Gu Xianzun, the shadowless guard is yours, right?"

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"Gu Xianzun, the shadowless guard is yours, right?"

On the carved golden cloud bed, the crimson sash curtains concealed the faces of the two people on the bed, looming, extremely charming.

Hearing this, Gu Langqing's usually indifferent and proud face visibly froze.

Sensitively aware of the change in the complexion of the person in front of him, the Red-clothed Demon Venerable smiled and leaned forward, almost sticking his whole body against Gu Langqing's body. Gu Langqing turned his head away indifferently, his wrists were in burning pain.

Mozun sighed with pity, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Gu Langqing's wrist, which was bruised by the rope, and repeated playfully: "Gu Xianzun, the shadowless guard is yours, right?"

Gu Langqing was imprisoned on the mattress, the man in front of him lowered his voice and whispered in his ear, the two embraced each other, like a pair of intimate lovers.

He gritted his teeth, his face sullen.

"roll."

Feng Wujing's face was full of innocence, while the white swan in front of him could not move, he raised his finger to lift the man's jaw, looked at it for a moment, and then bent down.

Lips and tongue pressed together, without skill, biting and kissing like a beast.

Gu Langqing naturally refused to give in, facing Feng Wujing's sudden intrusion, he bit down on the person's scarlet soft tongue, and for a moment blood overflowed, flowing on the crowns of their teeth.

The pain on the tip of the tongue was nothing at all, but it aroused Feng Wujing's inexplicable desire to occupy, his movements became more and more brutal, and the sound of the meandering lips and tongue mingling was pleasant in the air.

A long kiss, full of aggressive predatory encroachment.

Feng Wujing licked the red and swollen corners of his lips in satisfaction, swallowed a mouthful of blood-stained saliva, and rolled his Adam's apple.

"People from the Demon Realm died in a deserted village, and died of Wuying's sword technique." Feng Wujing changed his voice, "Is Wuying one of yours?"

Mozun cupped Gu Langqing's cheeks with both hands, carefully observing the man's expression, he was trembling.

Feng Wujing thought it was a novelty, his white swan could actually make such an expression?

He thought that he had won this trial.

He is cheating on him.

Feng Wujing was just guessing, Wuying is Gu Langqing's person, so he came to ask by chance.But——looking at the appearance of the person in front of him, Feng Wujing knew that he had guessed right.

Feng Wujing gave a low laugh, pinched Gu Langqing's chin, covered his lips and kissed Gu Langqing's brow.

Different from the bloody wind of the previous kiss, this kiss was soft and gentle, like a reward for a good child.

Gu Langqing half closed his eyes and looked at him: "Wu Ying is my puppet."

Feng Wujing showed a surprised expression.

"So," Gu Langqing paused every word, with a chill in his words, "I'm trapped here by you, and I can't get out. I didn't kill the people in the Demon Realm."

"This seat knows."

Feng Wujing answered the words with great interest, tapped the bed with his fingertips, licked the tips of his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and smiled.

"This seat is here to tell you that someone outside is pretending to be Wuying, killing people and setting fire, doing all kinds of evil."

Gu Langqing was silent for a long time, his white clothes were already messed up due to the long-term confinement and carnival.

Only a head of black hair is still hanging down obediently.

He asked, "What deserted village?"

Feng Wujing answered for him: "It seems to be called Zhou Gezhuang."