This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

Feng Wujing had a dream.

In the dream, there was a torrent of water, and the face of the little boy with his head down was full of frustration.

The water overflowed into his eyes, he got up from the ground, and walked forward with bumps and bumps.

Darkness, light, where is the end.

Walking and walking, the little boy slipped and fell to the side. The fairy in white hugged him tightly, and he fell asleep soundly.

He couldn't see, only heard the clear and warm voice talking beside him, buzzing.

"Gu Xianjun, if you saved this child, you will definitely be appreciated by the fairy world and ascend to a high position!"

His eyelids were too heavy to open, and he just listened to the man's answer.

"Hahaha, yes, one step closer to the position of Immortal Venerable."

"Indeed, in fact, with the strength of Yixianjun, even if you don't use these little tricks, you can definitely do it." Another person said with a smile.

There was another familiar chuckle, and Feng Wujing fell into a dull silence again, as if soaked in a soundless liquid, out of breath, with a splitting headache.

He gripped the mattress tightly and growled, desperately wanting to get out of the nightmare.

Suddenly, a burst of clear water poured into Feng Wujing's throat, nourishing the dry fire in his body, as if even his head didn't hurt so much.

Finally opened his eyes, the figure in white stood up from the bed where he was lying, holding a medicine cup in his hand.

"Gu Langqing."

Gu Langqing stopped, turned around, and said calmly, "Are you awake?"

Feng Wujing's voice was uncomfortably hoarse, he opened his mouth, and recognized that this was his bedroom.

He propped himself up, thinking a lot, Gu Langqing saw that he didn't speak, and walked forward.

Feng Wujing shook his head, squinting at Gu Langqing's back: "Come back."

The voice is a little weak.

Gu Langqing looked at him, put down the medicine cup, and turned around.

"what."

Feng Wujing raised his eyelids, and his red eyes shone brightly.

Gu Langqing thought about the two questions "how did I die in my previous life" and "how did you escape from my nose" in my heart, and now I just looked at him idly, waiting for him to ask questions.

Feng Wujing's complexion was dark and unclear, and his heart was extremely irritable.

He couldn't hold back: "Gu Langqing, have you ever saved a child before?"

Gu Langqing didn't expect him to ask such a question, so he recalled a bit, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Feng Wujing didn't know where he was obsessed with this matter, and he couldn't hear the answer he wanted, so he said: "You answer me."

Gu Langqing nodded thoughtfully.

Feng Wujing took a deep breath, his mind was in chaos, he stood up from the bed, a sudden dizziness hit him, Feng Wujing hurriedly supported the stone pillar beside the bed.

He said, "Why did you save him?"

Gu Langqing didn't understand for a while.

Until Feng Wujing repeated again: "You saved him for the sake of reputation?"

Gu Langqing frowned, looking at Feng Wujing whose eyes were bloodshot, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Child... It seems that there is such a thing, he can't remember clearly.

However, before he could answer, Feng Wujing burst into a burst of violent laughter. Gu Langqing looked at the abnormal state of the man and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

After the words fell, Feng Wujing's laughter stopped immediately.

Half of his face was hidden under the shadow, and he walked towards him step by step, the shadow behind him dragged on the ground, stretching slenderly.

Gu Langqing subconsciously took two steps back, frowned again, and stood still.

Feng Wujing bent down.

He smiled, with untold joy written in his eyes.

He said: "Immortals are hypocritical, I have always thought that you are different."

Gu Langqing looked directly into his flowing eyes: "What did you say?"

Feng Wujing narrowed his eyes, his expression returned to the same as before, he smiled lowly, and grabbed Gu Langqing's forearm.

So fine.

The atmosphere was quite treacherous, Feng Wujing tilted his head, and said slowly: "Gu Xianzun, it really is for power and position, use any means, there is no lower limit."

Gu Langqing's forearm hurt from being hooped, but he didn't move, but his face changed: "Why are you crazy?"

The tendons on Feng Wujing's neck were exposed, rising and falling as he tilted his head.

Then, he looked down at the hand he was holding, thought for a while, and let go.

Feng Wujing turned around without interest, and walked back to the bed step by step, from the beginning to the end, without looking back.

"I don't care why you appear in the magic palace, but I don't want to see you, get out of here."

Gu Langqing was filled with doubts, so he retreated.

Feng Wujing closed his eyes weakly when he heard the footsteps disappear.

Gu Langqing...

Immortals and demons have been enemies for generations, so he really thought that Gu Langqing was different from those people in the fairy world, with a glamorous appearance but a rotten interior.

He didn't know where the belief came from, but he just felt that Gu Langqing was different.

Now it seems...he must have thought too much.

For the sake of power and position, Gu Langqing acted for others, pretended to save people, and gained the appreciation of the fairy world.

For the sake of love... Gu Langqing imprisoned him. In the illusion, the deliberate hint of seduction was to lure him into the bait?

This explains everything.

Pretend to have the world in mind, but in fact, selfish and deceitful.

On the other hand, in the Demon Realm, at least they are magnanimous, with a clear distinction between what they love and what they hate, and never bother to engage in these falsehoods.

Feng Wujing thought of Gu Langqing's behavior in the illusion, and laughed angrily.

This is him... Think of him as a male dog who is in heat anytime and anywhere, seduced in every possible way, without any real feelings, all the time.

-

The Wuque Demon Respect and Return Ceremony was held as scheduled.

The lantern hanging in mid-air emits a deep light and rattles, and what burns inside is an inextinguishable will-o'-the-wisp, which dazzles passers-by.

The cold and meandering stream is dotted with firefly-like decorations, and the wind chimes usually used to perform summoning spells are hung on the cliff, jingling.

Everything looked beaming.

The long banquet filled the aisle, exactly the same as when Feng Wujing first arrived in the Demon Realm that day.

It seems that Su Fenggu really likes to hold these banquets.

A group of people walked with fresh dishes in their hands and sat down.

Yu Yin was also among them, wondering where Feng Wujing was.

Xiang Qian elbowed him: "What are you thinking about? Miss Wuque?"

Yu Yin shook his head.

Xiang Qian approached curiously: "What is the relationship between you and Master Wuque? I heard that Demon Lord Wuque has a perverted temperament and kills without order. Is it true?"

Xiang Qian has been chattering in his ear for the past few days, Yu Yin pushed him away as usual, and walked forward on his own.

Xiang Qian muttered: "I watched that day, Lord Wuque is indeed... quite handsome, cold, and powerful, wow."

It is true that Xiang Qian has only started to practice magic in these years, and he only stays at the level of "hearing" about what happened in the past, but the more curious he is, the more indifferent Yu Yin becomes, making him scratch his head.

In the previous life, since the Demon Venerable imprisoned the Heavenly Stem Immortal Venerable, he seldom talked to Yu Yin anymore. Yu Yin was a good-natured and quiet person, and he was actually not very clear about the later affairs of the Demon Venerable.

Later, Feng Wujing told him not to waste time in the Demon Realm, so he went to the Human Realm and met Shen Xu, and later heard that the Demon Lord died to save the Immortal Venerable... a sigh of relief.

As Yu Yin was thinking, his shoulders were suddenly pressed by a force.

He froze all over, but Xiang Qian beside him yelled out earlier than him.

A swift figure passed by, covering Xiang Qian's mouth, so fast that only an afterimage remained.

Yu Yin was frightened and bit her lips tightly, but after seeing the man's face clearly, she suddenly opened her mouth wide.

"Xu, brother Xu?"

Shen Xu looked at him and said "En".