This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Xiaoxiao walked along the path, walking like flying all the way.

The crushed leaves fell all over the ground, and Langyue showed her face through the thin clouds.

When the two saw her, she had already reached the edge of Weiyang Lake.

The back is straight, but it looks very stiff.

Gu Langqing frowned, stepped forward and stood in front of her, without acting rashly.

Xiaoxiao obviously noticed the uninvited guest in front of him, his brows and eyes flashed ferociously, and he turned sideways and tried to go around.

Feng Wujing grabbed her wrist, she couldn't break free, she could only twist on the spot.

Looking carefully, Xiaoxiao's face is the same as before, except that the pupils are much dimmer now, and they are even more scattered under the moonlight, leaving only white flowers.

Although I don't know what Xiaoxiao's identity is, but she can't help but die like this.

Gu Langqing thought about approaching: "Smile?"

no respond.

Xiaoxiao's body convulsed violently in an extremely twisted way, even Feng Wujing couldn't hold it tightly.

He quickly avoided Xiaoxiao's attacks from all directions, and looked at Gu Langqing.

Without his reminding, Gu Langqing had already recited the formula silently in his heart.

But after reading it many times, it still doesn't work.

Xiaoxiao is indifferent to various non-harmful spells, such as fainting, stillness, etc., but Gu Langqing can't use offensive spells at will.

Feng Wujing over there tried his best to control Xiaoxiao's figure, but she became more and more irritable, her strength became fierce, and the whites of her eyes even sparkled.

"trouble."

Feng Wujing cursed in a low voice, twisted Xiaoxiao's hand behind his back, and was about to deal a fatal blow.

He had long felt that Xiaoxiao was not a good thing, keeping such a troublesome person would inevitably lead to trouble, it would be better to kill him, he didn't believe that there was only one clue.

When the strong light beam fell, Gu Langqing stood beside him, curling his fingers, as if wanting to stop it.

Blood flashed across his eyes.

A broken thing.

Limbs and limbs were all over the ground, Feng Wujing looked away.

The originally clear and cloudy sky gathered two big cloudy clouds at some point, and the calm lake surface began to set off turbulent waves under the blowing of the strong wind.

Clouds were still shrouding inward, mud, sand and blood were mixed together, scratching and dragging scarlet streaks under the ground.

I saw that the shattered corpses on the ground were reassembled under the wind, and soon, they returned to the appearance of a little girl.

There was no blood, the moonlight fell through the gaps in the dark clouds, and the girl's beautiful body was new and flawless.

Feng Wujing lowered his eyes, his aura was frighteningly gloomy.

With a wave of his right hand, he appeared drunkenly, flashing a dazzling red light in the strong wind.

With a "crack", Kuang Zui fell to the ground, leaving a deep ravine.

"Xiaoxiao" was not affected, she still stubbornly walked towards Weiyang Lake.

Gu Langqing hesitated to speak, but his amber pupils were vague.

This meeting's Xiaoxiao really doesn't look like a living person, um, a dead thing that can move.

Drunk down.

Xiaoxiao didn't dodge, she turned around and looked at Gu Langqing.

Blood, blood everywhere.

As if she couldn't feel the pain, she was covered in blood, and the blood flowed from the corners of her eyes.

When she spoke, her voice was as sweet as before.

"Big brother, you are very powerful. If the monsters fight, you won't be hurt, right?"

Feng Wujing's hand holding the whip paused.

Gu Langqing responded with a delicate expression.

In the blink of an eye again, the gust of wind dissipated, the lake was calm, and the blood that was dragged on the ground just now was gone.

The moonlight was bright and cloudless.

Xiaoxiao disappeared.

Only the layers of ripples hovering on the lake are left.

Feng Wujing squinted his eyes inexplicably, his pupils danced and shone with a seductive light.

The world was quiet, he slowly put away his drunkenness, and looked at the viscous mountains in the distance.

The temperature of the lake is low, as cold as an ice cellar, while the temperature of the demon is high, scorching hot.

Gu Langqing's eyes were firm: "I want to go down."

The suddenly approaching shadow covered his whole body, and wrapped his hot forearm around his waist. Feng Wujing casually glanced at the blue lake surface, the unfathomable deep lake water, and sneered: "It's too cold down there."

Gu Langqing said: "Let go of me."

Feng Wujing didn't let go, on the contrary, the strength in his hand increased, and his chin rested on the hollow of Gu Langqing's shoulder.

"Gu Xianzun, what did the last sentence she just said mean?"

Not far away, a group of crows that landed on a tree were frightened, flew high, and landed with harsh noises.

The shadows of the trees whirled, and a gust of wind blew by, making a rustling sound.

Gu Langqing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know."

Feng Wujing obviously didn't believe it.

Such an obvious trap is to let him go into the water. Under the water, there may be something dangerous and terrifying waiting for him.

Xiaoxiao's last sentence sounds like there is no silver 300 taels here.

His snake-like fingers brushed against Gu Langqing's jawline, gently caressing it.

"Should I trust you?"

Gu Langqing seemed a little annoyed: "Let go of me, Xiaoxiao may be in danger."

"Oh?"

Feng Wujing felt incredible, showing an exaggerated and mocking expression.

"Our Gu Xianzun actually worried about the danger of others sincerely? I thought the purpose of your trip was just for the so-called honor of the fairy world."

Gu Langqing turned his head halfway, looked at him, and ignored his words: "Do you want to come with me?"

Feng Wujing rolled his red eyes and licked the corner of his lips: "Is this Zhou Gezhuang?"

The corpses he had just seen in the neighboring house were all villagers from Zhougezhuang in the illusion.

Gu Langqing frowned again: "I don't know."

"You do not know."

Feng Wujing broke Gu Langqing's chin, turned his head to look at it, and his eyes fell on those two lips that were almost bloodless.

"Okay, you don't know." Even though the two were very close, Feng Wujing let go of his hand suddenly, and a magic force pushed Gu Langqing far away.

"Aren't you going down?" Gu Langqing asked.

"I'm not going down."

After saying this, Feng Wujing turned his head again, and Gu Langqing had disappeared, only the ripples on the lake surface.

He watched it with interest for a while, then turned his head and wiped some broken powder from his cuff.

The black powder shone faintly, guiding the direction forward.

Feng Wujing stood where he was and thought for a while.

This was that day, after the arrow shattered, the black awns left behind had not completely dissipated, and some of them were stained on his sleeves, which he only discovered not long ago.

On that day, he saw that the black awns would fade away.

But today, just before going back to his room, he went out and not only saw the senior official Zhou in the next room, but also saw the shining black glow on his sleeve.

Heimang guides him to move forward.

Meaning, Chi Cang is in front?

Feng Wujing didn't know what this meant, but he felt that in the current situation, it was safest to follow Heimang.

As for what's under the water... No matter who set the trap for him, it's definitely not something good.

Just now Gu Langqing jumped down recklessly, making people wonder what his intentions are.

The faint sunlight shone on Feng Wujing's pale face, he took a step forward and walked towards the direction pointed by the black glow.

-

Under the water, it turned out to be an inverted world.

The bone-piercing coldness was only for a moment, and in the next second, when Gu Langqing opened his eyes again, he fell into a dazed darkness, he couldn't see his fingers, and there was no light at all.

He stepped on the ground, and suddenly felt the eerie cold air coming from every corner.

Someone is attacking!

Gu Langqing took a few steps back, dodging the oncoming sharp sword edge, quickly sacrificed the Yueyuan sword, and attacked the enemy with his amazing perception.

The sword pierces the flesh!

Like a sharp knife scraping against a bone, bloody and terrifying sounds echoed in this small area.

Gu Langqing remained extremely vigilant, and when faced with the sudden sharp laughter, he still couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

It's like a grotto.

"Yes."

An ethereal female voice rang out, lingering in the shadows, shaking people's brains.

"This is a grotto."

Gu Langqing was shocked and concentrated, and shouted: "Who are you!"

"Hey hey hey..."

There was no direct answer, but the voice let out an increasingly creepy laugh.

Laughter floated from east to west, from head to foot, Gu Langqing stood where he was, closing his eyes and inferring.

His consciousness still could not be released.

Meditating a formula for lighting, but it didn't work.

"Don't waste your time, this is an extremely cold place with no light."

The source of the voice could not be found, it came from all directions, Gu Langqing gradually became anxious.

"Where is this?"

"You want to know where this is? OK, I can't tell you."

Gu Langqing opened his eyes.

"Do you know where you are stepping on now? You are stepping on the skulls of thousands of dead people."

Hearing this, Gu Langqing's feet felt cold, and he subconsciously took a step forward.

"Don't move, don't move, stay calm."

"Do you know what's in front of you if you go forward?"

The voice paused.

"That's the blood left by thousands of dead people, a river of blood gathered. Come, listen carefully."

After saying this, the female voice really disappeared.

What was horrifying was that Gu Langqing actually smelled blood and the sound of water flowing in the air.

His black hair was already wet with sweat.

"Don't be nervous."

After a while, the female voice sounded softly again.

"Come on, follow me and stretch out your left hand. Okay, if you're afraid, it's okay if you don't stretch out."

"On your left, there is a wall. Do you know what that wall is made of?"

The voice suddenly stopped.

After a while, sharp and ear-piercing laughter seeped into Gu Langqing's cochlea again.

"That's human skin, the human skin of thousands of dead people."

Gu Langqing took a deep breath: "What do you want to do?"

He believed it. Although he couldn't see it, in this place, indeed, any weird thing could happen.

"Gu Xianzun."

The man actually called out his name.

"There are 54 ghosts imprisoned here, I wish you good luck."

The voice suddenly disappeared.

Even the echo disappeared, and the place was surprisingly empty and quiet, only the gurgling sound of the water could be heard.

Thinking of what was flowing, Feng Wujing got goosebumps all over his body.

He took a few steps back subconsciously, and immediately leaned his back against a wall.

Soft to the touch, elastic...

Feng Wujing cursed in a low voice and stood up quickly, facing the sound of blades piercing the air!

-

On the other side, Feng Wujing approached in the mist, and couldn't tell the direction.

He didn't use his spiritual sense here, so he could only simply follow Heimang, leaving marks on the passing trees from time to time.

Then, he discovered that Heimang was leading him around in circles.

Walking around, there are these few trees.

In the end, the red-clothed Demon Lord stopped by Weiyang Lake, showing a rare confused look on his face.

The lake is clear.

If we say, the trap below is really not set by Gu Langqing.

Then, the intention of this black light is more worth investigating.

It's trying to separate him from Gu Langqing, and attack each other?