This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

In the magic palace, Su Fenggu walked up and down the steps with a folding fan in his hand, quickly flapping the fan in his palm, his face full of irritability.

The guard beside him said: "My lord, don't worry, Wuque Demon Lord will be fine."

Su Fenggui sighed worriedly, hesitated to speak, and fell silent. After thinking for a long time, he reprimanded: "Didn't you say that the seniors are good-looking women? These women are all beautiful and talented. They are all girls selected from thousands of miles in the devil world, how could senior not like them?"

"This, this..." the guard said cautiously, "Maybe... Master Wuque is tired of playing?"

Su Fenggu gave the guard who made the plan a deep look, fanned his folding fan and quickly returned to his seat and sat down, then turned his head and said to another guard: "Forget it, what did senior like to eat before? What did you give me?" Let's talk."

"Uh," the guard hesitated, "Mozun Wuque seems to like spicy food? All the subordinates say so, but the subordinates don't know whether this rumor is true or not..."

"Hmm..." Su Fenggu nodded with his chin in his hands, and said, "That must be fake, look, here is the lesson from the past - seniors keep themselves clean, how do you like these! Listen to me, you guys go to make some beets , I will send it to senior personally later.”

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Feng Wujing lay on his side, closed his eyes tightly, and tidied up the things in his mind lazily.

He can't remember clearly when he was a child, he only remembers that he was very unpopular.Feng Wujing smiled coldly.They looked down on him, but he wanted to do his best and show it in front of those people.

But...his master didn't seem to say that.

How exactly, what he taught him, I can't remember now.

Feng Wujing played with the small silver bell in his palm, and silently recited a formula, and the bell really lit up.

This is the simplest low-level fairy art, and it should be taught by that master.

Feng Wujing slowly opened his eyes and looked at the bell - this bell was given to him by Gu Langqing after his rebirth.

Feng Wujing didn't care about these, but suddenly revived the memory of the previous life, and his emotions seemed to be connected with the previous life.Every time he thinks of the words Gu Langqing, his heart will feel sharp cramps, which is very annoying.

Is this what the marriage line does?But isn't the line of marriage already cut off by Gu Langqing... How come there is still such a strong feeling.

Feng Wujing thought angrily, this kind of person, such kind of feelings, can't be kept, next time I see him, kill him.

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"You can sense it."

Gu Langqing's benevolent soul responded in a low voice, reluctantly bent his lips towards Xiaoxiao, and closed his eyes again to sense.

Chi Cang's palace was empty, but there were traps everywhere. From time to time, the two souls stepped into a pit, or turned into another alley, and all their companions disappeared when they turned around.

Gu Langqing's mana was suppressed, and because he was overdrawn too much before, now he is quite powerless.Xiaoxiao's situation is also not optimistic, her reaction has become slower and slower, and her soul has weakened visibly to the naked eye.

However, Gu Langqing's benevolent soul has not yet shown the symptoms of Xiaoxiao, which means that the evil soul should not have had any accidents.

Sensing the faint breath, he continued to walk forward.

Yuan Yin said with concern: "Master, why don't we rest for a while, look at you, your face is pale."

Gu Langqing waved his hand: "I'm fine, but I've worked hard for you, and followed my teacher for this trip."

Guanzhou said: "Ham, what is this, just please don't hide it from us next time, Master, we will follow you."

Gu Langqing closed his eyes, held his breath, and nodded casually. Suddenly, a familiar breath imprinted into his sea of ​​consciousness. Gu Langqing suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand and pointed towards the distance: There!"

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On the other side, Gu Langqing's evil soul was imprisoned in a cage. A man in front of him looked down at him condescendingly, raised his toe and tapped Gu Langqing's ankle. On the forehead, his body was restrained, with red eyes, he looked up at the person in front of him.

That person was Chi Cang.

Chi Cang noticed Gu Langqing's gaze, squatted down slowly, and made his gaze even with Gu Langqing's beast-like eyes.

He said: "Gu Xianzun, you deceive him, you deceive him, this is exactly what I want. As the Supreme Demon Realm, these are all Wuque must go through."

"However, why do you want him to be reborn?"

Panting heavily, Gu Langqing said viciously, "I think the matter between the two of us has nothing to do with you."

"Gu Xianzun, look at what you said," Chi Cang's tone suddenly became gentle, "You think, neither of us approve of this dirty world, our purpose is to transform this world, and we even don't hesitate to pay for this purpose. No matter what the price is, there is no difference—Gu Langqing, we are originally the same kind of people."