This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

Gu Langqing frowned: "You remember?"

In an instant, the positions of the two changed. Feng Wujing turned over and pressed down, and the scorching breath immediately fell on the neck of the person below him.

"Zhou Gezhuang..."

Feng Wujing played with the corner of Gu Langqing's clothes, and memories of the past flooded in.

The spider spirit and Zhou Gezhuang are not fiction. The villager's broken leg and the knife marks that cut off the curse are exactly Gu Langqing's shadowless knife technique.

It seems that...someone framed Gu Langqing.

At that time, Feng Wujing went to the deserted village in the rainforest with him. Lord Mozun naturally wanted to protect his forbidden pet, and volunteered to play the role of groom. Contrary to the illusion, Gu Langqing was dressed in red makeup and rushed to the cave. Looking for him is really charming.

Feng Wujing's strength is naturally undeniable, he didn't bother to deal with the spider spirit with any "blood essence", he killed the spider spirit with a few mana, and found the person who framed Gu Langqing behind the scenes.

Who is coming?

Feng Wujingqu pointed his forehead, and the familiar name burst out.

Oh, remember, Cthulhu.

Feng Wujing looked at the white-clothed immortal who was pressed under him with a smile, only to see that person's complexion unchanged, admirably unruffled.

He remembered that after he pretended to be the groom and passed out, the spider spirit entered his dream and took the shape of Gu Langqing—to seduce him.

No wonder he felt a spontaneous sense of familiarity in the illusion.

But Gu Langqing is also great, such details can be reproduced.

At that time, after he killed the spider spirit, he looked at Gu Langqing who was dressed in red and plain, and immediately pulled him onto the extremely soft mattress.

Ye Yong... very beautiful.

Black clouds covered the sky, and the storm swept outside, soaking the joy of red and white.

The swan stretched its neck and let out a near-death gasp, but the thunder and rain fell mercilessly.Red plums were bright red, Gu Langqing's pale face was dyed with a thrilling and charming blood color, his eyelashes were trembling, and he sank on the rough sea, unable to find a fulcrum.

Feng Wujing grabbed his suet-like ankle provocatively, shook it with a crisp sound, and straightened himself up.

"Call out." Feng Wujing said viciously.

Seeing that the man still refused, Feng Wujing leaned down, lifted his crown, released all the whispers suppressed by the white-clothed immortal, and finally satisfied, Feng Wujing squeezed his five fingers into Gu Langqing's slightly curled mouth. fingers, pressing him firmly.

Fingers intertwined.

But now, Gu Langqing who was pressed on the throne was suddenly a little annoyed, he said: "Get up first."

Feng Wujing looked down at the person below him: "Gu Xianzun, you've already done what you need to do, so why pretend?"

Gu Langqing's arms hurt a little from being pressed on the seat. The throne is made of high-quality gold and jade, with a cold texture. The temperature of the person in front of him is scorching like a fire. , the body is still a little weak now, the air of ice and fire collides, and it hurts faintly.

"Zhou Gezhuang is an illusion created by you. Master, what are you trying to do with taking me all the way into the pit? Let me think about it. To save you, I endured the pain and took out a few drops. Essence and blood. Since the spider essence is fake, the essence and blood of this seat—fall into your hands?"

Gu Langqing's expression was slightly trembling, he was thinking about how to hide Feng Wujing from the past, and then he heard Feng Wujing whisper in his ear.

"What do you want my blood essence to do? Do you want to fuse another Demon Lord?"

Su Fenggu looked at it for a while, but didn't dare to say anything.

Taking advantage of the stalemate in the picture, Su Fenggu said tentatively: "Senior and Immortal Venerable, please don't do this, and clear up any misunderstandings in time."

Feng Wujing looked back at Su Fenggu coldly, then lowered his head, only to see Gu Langqing looking at him with an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Let me go first, let me ask about Chi Cang, and I'll tell you what I did with your blood essence."

Feng Wujing was impatient: "What if I say no?"

Gu Langqing said indifferently: "I've been raped by you, what else can you do to me?"

There is a bewitching luster in his amber pupils, and from this angle, the color of his eyelashes looks particularly pale.

"Or, Master Mozun wants my life?"

Feng Wujing was momentarily speechless.

He also couldn't understand how he let go of Gu Langqing so easily. Under the dim light, Gu Langqing and Su Feng talked about Demon Lord Wanren as if no one else was there.

Gu Langqing repeated: "It's true that Chi Cang is not dead?"

Su Fenggu replied honestly: "No, senior Wanren appeared three years ago, and taught me the magic of the demon world, and then let me succeed the demon master."

Gu Langqing pondered for a while, then murmured: "What does he want to do..."

Feng Wujing thought it was funny, and interjected: "My heart is for the world, Gu Xianzun."

Gu Langqing glanced back indifferently, but did not answer.

Feng Wujing made fun of himself, shrugged, walked over a few steps, and asked, "Is he treating you well?"

Su Feng thought about it for a while: "Not to mention, Senior Wan Ren is very strict."

Gu Langqing looked at Feng Wujing and lowered his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he simply changed the subject: "Where is Su Yinyi? How are you doing?"

Su Fenggu nodded: "My father treats me very well. He takes me to visit mountains and rivers every day, recite poems and compose poems, play chess and birds...very good."

Feng Wujing: "..."

Gu Langqing: "..."

Feng Wujing was speechless for a long while, subconsciously looked at Gu Langqing, but seeing that Gu Langqing was also lowering his head and supporting his forehead, he moved his eyes back, not knowing how to speak for a moment.

Su Fengso said to himself: "Look, there is the painting "The King of Clouds" hanging outside, which was given to me by me playing chess with the elder of Wuwangmen."

"Wuwangmen?" Gu Langqing said, "Isn't Wuwangmen a sect in the fairy world?"

Gu Langqing's "Wuying Dark Guard" had beheaded five hundred disciples of this "Righteous Way Sect" at the beginning, and then was placed by the evil god. Because of this, Zhengdao saw through Wuying's identity and chased him all the way, resulting in Feng Wuying's death. Jing died trying to save him...

Su Feng said: "Yes, but after five years... after that incident, they betrayed the fairy world and defected to the demon world."

Gu Langqing's complexion was gloomy, and he thought about these things.

Demon Lord Wanren, the evil god...

He escaped from the world for five years, what happened outside?

"Damn you...you are a demon master, what kind of demon master is you who is weak and weak! Get out of here as soon as possible, don't stay in the demon world and poke my eyes." Feng Wujing couldn't listen anymore, and said angrily.

So Su Feng let out an "Ah".

"If the senior wants to return to the position of Demon Lord, the junior should step aside. It's just..."

Feng Wujing raised his eyes impatiently: "Just?"

Gu Langqing smoothed things over: "You are not in a hurry to ascend the throne. At this moment, if everyone in the Demon Realm finds out that you just came back and drive him away, you will be outraged."

Feng Wujing sneered: "Gu Langqing, you are so thoughtful, I really thank you."

Su Feng said: "Senior, why don't we do this first, let's manage the Demon Realm together for the time being, and when everyone in the Demon Realm is stabilized, I can find a reason to leave."

Feng Wujing looked at him.

Su Feng's old way: "In this case... this seat, I, I need to hold a grand ceremony of Wuque Demon's respect and return to welcome seniors well. The time is set in the day after tomorrow. What do seniors think?"

Feng Wujing felt apprehensive, so he forced a "hmm", and he ordered directly: "You go out first, and ask people to strengthen the defense of the magic palace."

Su Fenggu had doubts on his face: "I think the magic palace is very safe?"

Feng Wujing sighed inwardly, cursing patiently: "Then how the hell did Gu Langqing get in here?"

Su Feng sincerely said that it made sense, and hurriedly bid farewell to the two of them and left the Demon Palace.

The red shadow was deep and deep, Feng Wujing covered his eyes to block the light, he was very unaccustomed to it, there used to be no lights here.

Gu Langqing lowered his eyes: "Master Mozun, you sent him away."

Feng Wujing sat back on the throne leisurely, with his legs crossed, looking a little foolish: "I want to talk to you about our affairs, outsiders can't listen."

Gu Langqing felt the vague ambiguity in the air: "What do you want to talk about?"

Feng Wujing's lazy and handsome face reflected in the red light coated his whole body with a layer of bloody red light.

"come here."

Gu Langqing passed by.

"One, what did you do with my blood essence?"

Gu Langqing nodded.

"Second, how did I die in my previous life?"

Gu Langqing's body froze obviously, he suddenly raised his head to look into Feng Wujing's clear eyes, and listened to the man continue talking casually.

"Three, what is the relationship between you and me in the previous life?"

The author says:

lover relationship.