This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

Gu Langqing listened, suddenly his eyebrows turned, and his eyes waved with affection.

"Didn't you guess it?"

This is the answer to the third question.

Feng Wujing raised his head, and let out a "hmm" at the end.

Feng Wujing wanted to see something from Gu Langqing's face, but the other party agreed, and his face was full of indifference and indifference, which made him unable to speak.

Gu Langqing just looked at him firmly.

Feng Wujing said: "The forbidden seat of this seat?"

These words can be regarded as putting Gu Langqing's dignity under his feet.

However, Gu Langqing just smiled.

He said: "You are dreaming, Feng Wujing."

Feng Wujing admired Gu Langqing's expression, and teased, "Why are you blushing?"

When Gu Langqing heard this, his eyelashes trembled inadvertently.

Dealing with this person is difficult to say, but easy to say.

Feng Wujing noticed Gu Langqing's small movements and pulled him. Gu Langqing lost his balance and fell on the chair.

He said: "Gu Langqing, how did I die?"

The hair of the two fell together, and black and white were distinct.

Gu Langqing wanted to get up, but was held tightly by the man, and he exhaled.The red-clothed demon, who was lazily sitting and lying down, seemed to be in a good mood, and was still asking about his past life.

In all fairness, there are some things that Gu Langqing didn't want Feng Wujing to remember so quickly.

But he still can't guess to what extent Feng Wujing's memory has recovered.

The art of rebirth damages memory, but the lost memory will eventually be recalled with the passage of time.If we talk about the law, it is to look at the stimulation of the reborn person's daily memory fragments. The greater the stimulation, the easier it is to restore the memory. Another point is that the restoration of memory follows the principle of sweetness first and then bitterness. Talking from experience, the first to restore The memories are often the most beautiful experiences of the reborn person's previous life, and then slowly surfaced, but it is not so easy.

It's just a matter of time to think about it, but Gu Langqing would rather Feng Wujing not think about it so quickly.

He casually said, "You don't know how to die yourself? How do I know?"

Feng Wujing wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and rubbed around his waist: "My memory has been broken since then, you'd better tell me what's going on."

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Gu Langqing thought about this moment in his heart, and he didn't notice that half of the face of the man in red was stern and gloomy in the shadow.

Sure enough, this memory was painful for Feng Wujing.

Figures entangled on the Dark Gold Throne, and with Gu Langqing's acquiescence, which was not very contradictory, Feng Wujing began to move more and more naturally.

Gu Langqing turned half of his face, his fair neck was slender and beautiful: "That year there was a battle between immortals and demons."

Feng Wujing: "And then?"

Gu Langqing squinted his eyes, but did not speak.

Everyone in the six realms knew that during the battle between immortals and demons that year, Gu Langqing was accidentally caught and imprisoned by Feng Wujing, and the heavenly gods were once reduced to the demon's restraint.

It was from here that a fault appeared in Feng Wujing's memory.

Gu Langqing pushed Feng Wujing, the amber pupils seemed to be filled with tiny rays of light.

Feng Wujing took Gu Langqing's hand along the way: "Okay."

That's exactly what he guessed.

With his temperament, relying on Gu Langqing's face, coupled with Gu Langqing's incomparable temperament in his eyes... He really wanted to push him down, watch him panting and trembling, and let him hold his breath Every emotion.

Gu Langqing is much more stubborn than Fu Li, and much more interesting, tame and submissive, very interesting.

But now Gu Langqing gets along with him...

Feng Wujing said: "It was you who made me reborn."

Gu Langqing looked at him, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Feng Wujing picked up his hair, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Gu Langqing, are you in love with me?"

Gu Langqing knocked off his hand, took a breath, and stood up: "You have a point."

Feng Wujing became interested, followed him to his feet, and a shadow suddenly invaded forward, enveloping the body of the man in white.

"I can't tell, Gu Xianzun is quite affectionate."

Gu Langqing paused, lowered his eyelids, and squinted at him: "It's a matter of mutual consent."

"Really?" Feng Wujing smiled.

"Well," Gu Langqing stopped talking about this, and turned his head cunningly, "Chi Cang has a conspiracy with the evil god."

Feng Wujing lazily replied, "So what".

Gu Langqing was speechless, and then heard Feng Wujing say: "What do you mean by that? Could it be that you want me to help you - save the world?"

Gu Langqing took a deep look at him, and Feng Wujing continued to say frivolously: "I don't care about the common people as much as Gu Xianzun, I'm curious, where do you have the confidence to let me help you?"

A few words fluttered in the air.

Feng Wujing remembered that Gu Langqing once saved a person.

A child who fell into the water.

It was overcast that day, Feng Wujing was walking, he saw a child sitting on the bank of the river, sobbing and crying, he didn't know what he was crying for.

The child was wearing dirty cloth clothes, as if he had been running for a long time and was homeless.

Like being forgotten by the world, the little boy is wandering alone in the world, with no relatives and no one to rely on.

He stood up and looked at his own reflection in the water. The sky was overcast and cloudy, and the vitality was gloomy.

He cried sadly.

Feng Wujing just looked at it curiously, but saw that little guy squatted down slowly again, scooped up a handful of cold water, and washed his face.

Water drops filled between his eyelashes and flowed into his eyes wetly, he lost his sight, he rubbed his eyes impatiently, and groped for the way forward.

While rubbing his eyes, he walked along the shore. Perhaps it had just rained and the soil was slippery. The little guy didn't step on it firmly and slipped.

Slipped and fell in the direction of the river bank.

The water on the river bank was swift and cold, Feng Wujing could tell from the eyes of the bystanders that the little boy was stunned at first, then stiffened and resigned to his fate.

It is probably because of the will to die early that he is so indifferent at this time.

At this time, a beam of faint blue light shot straight down from the sky, falling on the sparkling waves.

Dressed in white clothes like a flying gull, she quickly skimmed across the water, picked up the small figure in the water, and held it in her arms.

Until the child slowly regained consciousness, he smiled at Gu Langqing.

Memories happen to end here.

"Or..." Feng Wujing licked his lips and lowered his body, "My death is related to you. We reached some kind of agreement in our previous life? That's why you are so confident that I will help you?"

Gu Langqing was surprised for a while, and stood still on the spot, frowning slightly, allowing a huge red shadow to cover him.

Feng Wujing recovered his figure, and the difference in height between the two was highlighted.

Compared to the boy in the illusion, the current Feng Wujing is much taller than him, and his every move is oppressive.

In fact, Gu Langqing is not short, as he is taller than the boy Feng Wujing in the illusion.

However, demons are born tall and long, which is also the natural difference between immortals and demons.Now Gu Langqing's whole body is tense, always on guard against Feng Wujing's dangerous actions.

"But ah."

The Red-clothed Demon Venerable rubbed his chin, looked at him casually, and said with a smile.

"The me in my previous life is already dead. No matter what kind of agreement I signed with Gu Xianzun or what kind of relationship happened, I don't count."

It looks like he lifts up his pants and doesn't recognize anyone.

Gu Langqing didn't expect Feng Wujing to say that, and the apex of his heart suddenly hurt for a moment.

In the next second, Feng Wujing suddenly grabbed his jaw, forcing him to look up at him.

"However, in this life, I really want to establish a relationship with Gu Xianzun again. The forbidden relationship or the physical relationship, Gu Langqing, you choose."

Gu Langqing was forced to raise his head, looked down at Feng Wujing, his crow-feather eyelashes fluttered like a small fan.

Feng Wujing hesitated to read from his eyes.

He unconsciously increased the strength in his hand, leading Gu Langqing to tilt his head suddenly.

"I forgot. In fact, you didn't agree with it in your previous life. I seem to have forced it."

He clicked his tongue, "What a big deal, do it again?"

Gu Langqing finally squinted his eyes, and silently recited the formula to push the person away. Feng Wujing really didn't expect that, his body was forced and fell backwards, looking at the bright blue barrier between the two, he pulled lips.

He said, "Yes, Gu Langqing."

Feng Wujing walked forward step by step, his rough fingertips touched the barrier, and ice blue water patterns appeared as his fingers slid.

"Answer my first question, what did you do with my blood."

The two were separated by an enchantment, Gu Langqing suddenly let out a low laugh, and looked at him coolly with raised eyelids.

"Master Mozun, this is a secret, take your time to guess."

After finishing speaking, Feng Wujing looked at Gu Langqing helplessly, and disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant.