This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

The standing man in white turned his body slightly at this moment, leaning against the white wall behind him, his slender back reflected in the penetrating sunlight.He raised his eyelids, and was looking at the mocking smile on Feng Wujing's lips.

Gu Langqing also smiled indifferently, his expression was light, but the usual light spots in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a gloomy, full of alienation.

Gu Langqing also said, "How is that possible."

Feng Wujing tilted his head, turned around nonchalantly: "It's best like this."

"Okay." Gu Langqing agreed, curling his fingers casually.

Feng Wujing felt that his throat was becoming more and more dry and hoarse, itchy and hot, he raised his head, raised his hand high and poured water into his throat.

The coolness infiltrated into the abdominal cavity, but Feng Wujing suddenly became dizzy, with a "bang" like a boulder falling to the ground.

Not far away, Fu Li screamed in shock when the figure fell unexpectedly.

At the same time, the faint smile that had been hanging on the corner of Gu Langqing's lips suddenly disappeared at this moment, replaced by an expressionless face, and his eyes fell with a long meaning.

In the end, he sighed softly, wandering in the empty inn room, he put the person who was sleeping on the ground back on the bed, picked up the half-empty cup of tea on the table, shook it in his hand, and sipped it lightly. a mouthful.

Bitter, sour, astringent.

The light in Gu Langqing's eyes flashed.

"I asked you to drink medicine, but you didn't listen. Look, you fainted."

He put his elbows on the table and finished the next sentence softly: "Say, what should we do now? I'm leaving, who will take care of you?"

"Master Mozun."

-

Feng Wujing had a dream.

In the dream, the soft red overlapped, and the swaying veil covered the figures of the two on the bed. There was no light, and only a blurred shadow could be seen.

The extreme darkness of the demon world has caused the remaining five senses of people to be infinitely magnified.

Just like at this moment, Feng Wujing could clearly feel the cold skin texture of the white-clothed Immortal Venerable under his scorching body, as well as his somewhat rapid breathing.

He squeezed into his five fingers and clasped them firmly.

Gu Langqing seemed to want to push him away, but he couldn't use his strength, and the movements seemed to be refusing to greet.

Feng Wujing gripped his wrist and tightened it fiercely. He half bent down, his complexion hazy in the darkness.

The only thing that is certain is that he is smiling.

The smile on Feng Wujing's face was distorted. In the endless dark night, his red eyes were extremely clear.

Gu Langqing pretended to be calm on the face, and under the disguised face, he could barely see a bit of astonishment, as well as anger at his own situation.

Feng Wujing bent down, and whispered like a lover.

"Gu Xianzun, I have caught you."

Gu Langqing suppressed his voice and only uttered one word.

"roll."

"Don't be so ruthless," Feng Wujing picked up a lock of Gu Langqing's hair, put it in his mouth, and smiled inexplicably, "You people in the fairy world are not all arrogant."

Arrogant, hypocritical, disgusting.

All are ants.

Feng Wujing thought, it would be very interesting to crush the ants under his feet, and watch the normally high and arrogant immortal kneel down and gasp for air.

Immortals and demons have been enemies for generations, and he can't get used to people in the fairy world, especially this extremely hypocritical Heavenly Stem Immortal Venerable.

However, he is willing to strip off the hypocrisy of Tiangan Xianzun.

After all, even people in the fairy world are physically honest in some respects.

Immortals and demons have always been evenly matched, and there has been no distinction between winners and losers for a hundred years. Everyone has long been accustomed to such a situation. There are many frictions between the two worlds on weekdays, but it will not easily shake the long-standing balance of the two worlds.

However, not long ago, under Feng Wujing's stalwart troops, the strength of the Demon Realm grew rapidly. A battle between immortals and demons resulted in a great victory for the Demon Realm, and they even captured the Supreme Being of the Immortal Realm, Gu Langqing.

Grasping such an opportunity, Feng Wujing naturally wouldn't let it go easily.

Captivity, verbal humiliation.

But Gu Langqing really didn't expect that Feng Wujing could do this without a lower limit.

Hearing that Lord Mozun is used to romantic love, but this matter is his turn, Gu Langqing was really caught off guard.

His two arms were twisted above his head by Feng Wujing in an inconceivable posture, and he was imprisoned on the bed rail. Under the darkness, Feng Wujing's eyes were extremely dangerous.

"Xianzun, why are you pretending to be noble in front of me?"

Sweating like rain in chaos, submerged in ups and downs and unable to find the shore, suffocated and overwhelmed, he bit his lips to death, and his teeth were stained with blood foam.

He threw him into the abyss again and again, and picked him up roughly, brutally and without emotion.

Until the last moment, when Gu Langqing was pinched by the neck, severe pain pierced through the skin, and the belated dull pain showed that he was bitten by a beast.

Feng Wujing seemed to be bloodthirsty, his fangs gnawed directly on the back of his neck and his shoulders, until blood was dripping from his bite, leaving bloody marks on the bed.

Gu Langqing's pupils were slack, and his amber eyes were like moonlight at the moment, clear, pitiful, and watery.

When he was picked up from the deep water, his whole body was soaked and he collapsed, still cursing him hoarsely.

Feng Wujing really found it interesting, pinched Gu Langqing's jaw, and forced a kiss.

It was just a kiss, cruelly plundering the precious air from the mouth of the Heavenly Stem Immortal, making his cheeks flushed, and coughing until he let go.

Feng Wujing said: "The Immortal Venerable just now is obviously very happy but still keeps silent, it's really very attractive."

Rubbing his knuckles, he took a brush from the table.

Gu Langqing said: "Feng Wujing, let me go."

His wrist was imprisoned, and his skin had already been torn in the struggle just now, but Feng Wujing didn't care at all.

He had a hoarse voice, his rough fingertips fell on his waist, and then to his ankles.

Feng Wujing tore off his sweaty red clothes, and tied his two legs together with the clothes.

Suddenly, the day changed, and the glaring light forced Gu Langqing to close his eyes suddenly. Physiological tears fell from the corners of his eyes and wet his cochlea.

Is it a candle that burns without boundaries?

How could he suddenly light a candle?

Still puzzled, Gu Langqing suddenly felt an itchy waist, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a brush stained with bright red cinnabar.

Feng Wujing leaned down, a large area of ​​skin was abnormally pale, he held a paintbrush in his hand, and drew... a picture on his waist.

The indescribable red marks on his body were clearly outlined and embellished, and his movements were gentle but extremely insulting.

Gu Langqing's expression was not very good.

Feng Wujing seemed to be in a good mood, he raised his eyes and smiled at him, it was rare that this smile looked normal.

The brush was dripping ink on his waist, and the deep valley of his thin waist was filled with bright red. The cinnabar connected and intersected the traces of peach blossoms, forming branches of peach blossoms blooming in spring.

The charming and delicate peach blossom pattern was painted on Gu Langqing's chest, Feng Wujing looked at him with satisfaction, as if he was looking at a piece of fragile porcelain of high value.

He dipped the brush dipped in cinnabar into clear water, and the cinnabar on the tip of his nose immediately melted on the water surface, forming a casual vermilion painting.

Feng Wujing looked at him and smiled lowly: "Gu Xianzun, I will give you a sprig of spring."

-

The black awn is faintly reflected at the end of the sky.

Gu Langqing stood in a secluded alley, looking at the distant scene, thoughtful.

He half-closed his eyebrows and walked towards the distance.

The streets were bustling with people, and the old man peddling at the corner looked at Gu Langqing and shouted, "Hey! My lord, don't go forward, go back quickly. The village in front of you is so evil, you can't go there!"

Gu Langqing turned around suspiciously: "The village in front?"

But Chi Cang's black light was hanging over the village in front of him.

The old man said seriously: "Yes. Listen to the old man's advice, don't go, I'm doing it for your own good, but if you go, you will die!"

Gu Langqing thought for a while, then took a few steps closer: "How should I say?"

There was still noisiness everywhere, the old man looked around and sighed.

-

When Feng Wujing woke up, he saw Gu Langqing wiping his sword.

The name of the sword is Yueyuan.

It was just a dream, and he remembered that Gu Langqing did use swords the most in his last life.

As for the Violent Dragon Bow and Shadowless Blade... I don't have any memory.

Noticing Feng Wujing's movement, Gu Langqing didn't look back: "The medicine is beside you."

Feng Wujing ignored him, didn't even bother to roll his eyes, but said coldly, "Why are you still here?"

After Gu Langqing finished polishing the sword, he rubbed his index finger along the smooth surface to leave a bright luster. He seemed to think about it seriously, and then said, "I'm afraid that your magic power will go berserk and you will kill yourself."

Feng Wujing closed his eyes indifferently.

Gu Langqing walked towards him, and said softly, "Follow you and help you solve the case."

Feng Wujing raised his head and looked at Gu Langqing, this man's collar was pulled tightly, his clothes were neatly trimmed, and his expression was as usual, he finally lost the faint seductiveness of the previous few days.

Feng Wujing's eyebrows twitched, he had just returned his memory, remembering how he treated Gu Langqing in his previous life, but this person helped him to be reborn, and after rebirth, he has been following him with a stern face, it's not normal to think about it.

He said bluntly: "What purpose do you have?"

Gu Langqing frowned, did not answer him, and said directly: "I just saw that Heimang is in the village not far away."

Feng Wujing said: "Okay, then you can go."

"I met a person who said that the village was besieged by an evil spirit and all the villagers died. I'm afraid this matter has something to do with Chi Cang."

Feng Wujing nodded: "Well, if you want fame and fortune, you can go directly to find out the truth and get rid of the evil spirits. You don't need to make an appointment with me."

Gu Langqing said: "I'm not..."

Feng Wujing asked back: "What are you not?"

Gu Langqing said: "I want to save the people in that village, but you want to find Chi Cang, let's go along the way, let's go together."

Feng Wujing snorted coldly, and resolutely refused.

Gu Langqing looked at him, no longer bothering him too much, just nodded lightly, and said: "The black glow is going to dissipate, go quickly."

Naturally, Feng Wujing didn't want to delay any longer, so he rushed out the door without giving Gu Langqing a look.

He walked all the way to the street, and sure enough, he saw the black halo on the sword glow, pointing at the village not far away.

Therefore, Chi Cang intentionally put Tao Wu into the Demon Realm with the purpose of targeting him.

Feng Wujing didn't believe that Chi Cang deliberately didn't remove the black glow on the blade. Although the mana wreckage seemed unintentional, it was impossible for Chi Cang to make such a mistake.

It should be, Chi Cang was sure in his heart that he would follow Heimang to find him after being so violent.

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