This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

At the same time, Gu Langqing suddenly looked back in the room, and the sound of the explosion-like water hit the corner of Wangyou Mountain, filling up the clear pool under the cliff, and there was a tendency to continue to overflow upwards.

He frowned, pinched the formula to test, closed his eyes with spiritual power surging, and his spiritual consciousness was out of the body to investigate.

In the end, Gu Langqing suddenly pushed the door open and walked out.The flowers, plants and trees on the edge of the cliff were all wilted by the water column, and were dying to sway in the high wind.

Feng Wujing's dormitory was completely dark, and the young man in red was lying on the bed at this moment, staring at the beam with his legs crossed.

The sound of rumbling water sounds very comfortable.

Big, loud, fierce.

Also sleep aid.

Some kind of strange fragrance wafted in the air at some point, Feng Wujing sniffed that smell carefully, Gu Langqing's undulating beauty, and the unanimous attitude of Wangyoufeng and the others towards him - full of attentive concern .

Although I don't know what the three people's intentions are for him, but it can be inferred from this that they will definitely not let him have trouble like this.

So now, there is nowhere for him to go, so it is better to simply be at the mercy of others, and sleep peacefully in this fairy world disaster that is likely to be caused by his wrong spells - anyway, they can't take him How about it.

Feng Wujing's jet-black pupils were darkened.It was Gu Langqing who told him to sleep, he had to listen to his master.

The sound of the water roared, and the fragrance overflowed. The sleeping boy was covered with a white cloak at some point to protect his body that was shivering from the cold because of his rebirth.

I don't know how long the fierce water lasted, the sky and the earth turned from dark to bright, and the warmth of warblers, flying grass and grass once again filled Wangyou Peak.

The white crane hovers on the top of the peak, the clear spring brews at the bottom of the peak, the rocks are rugged, and everything remains the same.

All things revived and reborn.

In Gu Langqing's room, a swaying and dewy white rose was in full bloom. Under the golden sunlight, if you look carefully, there are faintly visible pink silks blooming from the stamens, extending to the ends of the petals.

Gu Langqing looked at the light pink that symbolized the magical power of Feng Wujie, with a gentle complexion and flicked his sleeves, he put the white jade porcelain vase full of roses on the surface of the table under the sun.

Feng Wujing woke up from a deep sleep, and quickly went through the development of the situation in his mind in a daze, and his eyes were stung by the wind and sunshine outside the window lattice.

The subtle sound of breathing was keenly captured by Feng Wujing, and he searched for the source of the sound suspiciously.

On the side of Feng Wujing's bed, there was an... quite ugly dog.

Calling it ugly is actually not very appropriate. After all, despite the sewage and dust on its body, from some angles, this dirt dog is still quite cute.

But that's all secondary.Feng Wujing stared at the dingy and dirty creature for a while with distaste, and a terrifying thought came to his mind.

This dog looks so similar to his Fu Li.

Fu Li is a wolf dog, eight feet long, fierce and mighty.

Feng Wujing's mount has sharp teeth, so fierce that everyone in the devil world turns pale.If he was bitten by Fu Li, he would immediately bleed, and he would be permanently branded with ugly scars for the rest of his life.

Although he didn't remember the specific details, Feng Wujing subconsciously understood that he and Fu Li used to depend on each other for life, and spent many dull and boring times together in the Demon Realm.

Even though it was unbelievable, Master Mozun still chose to trust his first instinct.

So, his spell worked?

Fu Li?

The sleeping little dog seemed to have heard the distant call of its owner, struggled a few times in its sleep to respond, and continued to sleep soundly after a few snores.

Although he should have been delighted to see his old friend at first, seeing Fu Li's attitude of contempt for him, Feng Wujing couldn't help being furious, got up and got out of bed very displeased, and pointed his foot at the disrespectful eye with all his strength. the native dog.

Just a moment before he got off his legs, two snow-white figures rushed in from outside the door, Feng Wujing managed to stop his gushing anger, and looked at his two "senior brothers" with frowns.

Guan Zhou's face was flushed red, and he accused indignantly: "Little brother, how can you bully the only small animal raised by our sect?!"

Feng Wujing: "?"

With a full face of pity, Yuan Yin picked up the dirty puppy on the ground, and the puppy obediently lay in the person's arms, rubbing Yuan Yin's arm obediently and affectionately.

Feng Wujing: "??"

The world is crazy.

Or his Fu Li went crazy.

Is he crazy?

Feng Wujing watched in disbelief that his usually majestic mount turned into this embarrassing appearance at this moment, and his casual and cold face also loosened a bit.He pretended to be calm, and asked back: "Sect—raised?"

Yuan Yin answered without hesitation: "That's right, Master has been keeping Ah Hua outside the hall. This time, it happened that Wuwang Peak was in a catastrophe, so I fished it into the house to avoid water."

The majestic mount of the majestic demon king turned out to be like this——Ah Hua?

Also, Wuwangfeng Great Tribulation?

Sunshine shines on the inner room, and the outside is sunny and full of vitality.

It seems to be different from what he thought.

Feng Wujing exhaled deeply, narrowed his eyes dangerously, turned his head and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

Guan Zhou scratched his head and replied, "Yesterday to today."

Yesterday to today.

Gu Langqing put down such a serious disaster?

A breach in the sky is no small matter.

Could it be that Gu Langqing is not an ordinary immortal cultivator?

The overload of thinking forced Feng Wujing to start to suffer from headaches again, and the boredom of not being able to figure things out was hundreds of times more troublesome than headaches.

After all, he firmly believes that this catastrophe is by no means accidental.

How can there be such a coincidence?As soon as he finished casting the spell, the disaster of Wuwang Peak followed, and the mount he wanted to summon turned into an ugly and stupid dog.

This feeling of being kept in the dark made him quite uncomfortable.

When Mozun does things, he must hold the initiative in his hands.

Feng Wujing rubbed his chin with his fingertips, if Gu Langqing was not an ordinary immortal cultivator, this matter would be difficult.

Not only did the Supreme Demon Realm lose his memory for some reason, but he also fell into the hands of a high-ranking immortal cultivator, becoming a hostage in the shackles of the fairy world to threaten the Demon Realm?

Absolutely impossible, what a system!

Then, thinking about it, his hair color and body shape should also be done by Gu Langqing.

So in fact, he recalled the basic spell summoning Fuli, and it was also noticed by Gu Langqing?

Gu Langqing did this just to give him a warning, counting it as a blow to him?

Then why did Gu Langqing lie to him like this.

Feng Wujing felt that he was being fooled.

He cursed in his heart, and glanced across the two in front of him again.Still no trace of malice could be detected, but this vague kindness made him more and more uneasy.

Feng Wujing never believed in goodwill, that thing was too fragile and vulnerable.

Fu Li woke up in Yuan Yin's arms, barking excitedly to beg for food.

Hearing the barking sound, Guan Zhou picked up the green grass fruit on the table and brought it to Fu Li's mouth.

How could his Fu Li eat fruit? !

Feng Wujing savagely snatched back the mount from the man's arms, the soft touch fell on Feng Wujing's arms, quite uncomfortable.

Speaking of it, he seems to have never hugged Fu Li.

Guanzhou saw people's movements in his eyes, and happily reached out to feed him, the dog in his arms stepped forward to receive the food, Feng Wujing took a step back angrily, and scolded: "Shut up!"

Guan Zhou scratched his head in doubt: "Why?"

Feng Wujing's fierce eyebrows were tightly frowned, his thin lips were straightened, thousands of thoughts rushed through his mind, and finally he cursed angrily: "I don't want you to spoil my mount!"

After a drink, Guan Zhou and Yuan Yin stood at the same spot, watching the boy in red turn around in the air and leave the house.

Feng Wujing tried the technique repeatedly, but because of the incompleteness of important parts, he was always unable to fully perform the technique.

Fu Li rubbed his neck against Feng Wujing's sleeve robe lightly, the boy's goosebumps spread all over his arms, and he threw the dog three feet away.

Hearing Fu Li yell "Aww", Feng Wujing finally looked at it for a moment, and scolded: "Do you still remember who this seat is?"

"Ow—"

Feng Wujing patted off the dust on his robe: "Next time you recognize a thief as your father, I will directly stew you into dog meat soup!"

Fu Litong's human nature, at this moment, was so frightened by Feng Wujing that he squatted down on the spot and sobbed pitifully.

Feng Wujing didn't care whether he was screaming or whimpering, it had no effect on him.

Just seeing Fu Li's hopeless appearance, his original plan to summon Fu Li and leave Wangyou Peak to get in touch with the Demon Realm completely failed.

I don't know why Fu Li became like this, it should be the hands and feet of those immortals.

But now they are trapped in this small area - they have to find a way to get out, so as to change Fu Li back to his original form.

"What are you thinking?"

The warm sunlight poured down on Gu Langqing's soft black hair, shining with stars, which perfectly matched the color of his amber pupils.

Feng Wujing subconsciously considered countermeasures.

Originally, I wanted to pretend, but now that I have been discovered, there is no need to continue acting.

The two confronted each other on the top of Wangyou Peak, the wind roared and the flags fluttered.

Feng Wujing sneered, his eyes were cold and cruel: "Gu Langqing, what is your intention to put me under house arrest here?"

The handsome immortal in white was silent for a while, and looked at him sideways: "Yan An, what do you remember?"

The word "Yan'an" hit Feng Wujing's ear, he snorted coldly, rubbing his pale joints dangerously.

It's a pity that he can't summon his magic whip now.

Feng Wujing took a step forward, his eyes revealing his ruthlessness: "This seat is the Supreme Demon Realm—Feng Wujing!"

Gu Langqing's white fingertips brushed the jade flute on his waist, caressing the exquisitely carved misty landscape on it.

The atmosphere was dignified, and cranes with red tops and white necks circled in the sky and croaked high-pitched.

It was a moment of peace on the eve of a shower.

Feng Wujing's whole body was full of murderous intent, he surveyed the surrounding environment from the corner of his eye, thinking very fast in his mind how to win with one blow.

Even if you fight to the death, you must win.

There was neither sadness nor joy on Gu Langqing's face, and the light in his eyes was fixed into his eyes indifferently.

The moment Feng Wujing was ready to strike first, a soft laugh pierced the air.

Feng Wujing squinted his eyes, and looked up at the immortal in white who was shining brightly under the sunlight.He was bowing his head and smiling lowly, and there was no mockery or hostility in that smile, which made people think that he was simply amused.

And it was this unknown laugh that Feng Wujing could hear provocatively.

Is it funny that a beast is trapped in a cage?

Feng Wujing glanced at the cold and watery man in white from head to toe, and suddenly grinned out his mouth full of cold white teeth.

Interesting, confident enough, he likes it.

The surroundings were silent, Feng Wujing jumped up, the wind blew the red clothes fluttering, and the dark lines glowed.

"Whoosh!"

Gu Langqing quickly turned sideways to avoid the strong murderous aura, and pulled out the jade flute with the palm on his waist. The body of the flute shot out a silver light in the air, and it flew past the roaring hidden weapon.

In the trunk of the tree in the distance, sharp pine needles pierced deep into it.

After a moment of distraction, Feng Wujing's fast-moving figure rushed towards Gu Langqing again. In addition to the nervous roar of the wind, there was the holy singing of cranes high in the sky.

The two figures followed each other like a shadow, Gu Langqing easily resolved the violent attack of the young man, his elegant and fair neck was exposed in the fight, and the deep bulge on the neck tempted anyone to take a bite at any time.

The clothes scraped against the strong wind and made a sound, and the bodies touched each other vaguely, Feng Wujing actually peeked out a bit of proud tenderness from Gu Langqing's eyes.

hateful.

Feng Wujing understood, he couldn't beat him.

For some reason, Gu Langqing seemed to know his every move and style clearly.

The wind is blowing, the sky is bright and the air is clear.

The graceful white crane danced and finally subdued the restless flamingo.

Feng Wujing was pressed against the rough tree trunk by Gu Langqing, the tip of the flute that played a graceful melody yesterday was now aimed at the blue veins in his neck.

Feng Wujing was at a disadvantage, he stared at the man's amber pupils for a long time, and lightly licked his bloodless lips with the tip of his bright red tongue, with obvious interest in his tone: "What is your purpose?"

There was another low laugh that was exactly the same as just now, Gu Langqing gently raised the corners of his lips, leisurely put down the dangerous flute in his hand, and slowly raised his hand.

Feng Wujing quickly focused his attention and prepared to fight back.

Suddenly, the top of his forehead sank, and Gu Langqing pressed his heart with his palm, and said, "Rebel, you want to kill your master?"

The author says:

I was wrong, I usually don’t change the text crazily, today this is an accident orz