This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

"You also entered the illusion?"

The good spirit turned his head, looked at Xiaoxiao, and said, "Where are the two of them?"

"Yes, it's an illusion," said Xiaoxiao, still timidly, "The villagers are calling me...I'm a traitor."

"Fart!" Suddenly heard a roar behind him, "Xiao Yin is not dead, it is not our fault!"

In the place where the darkness meets in the distance, a figure stood up, vaguely, it was Guanzhou.

He walked over in a rage, and it seemed that he was a little unconscious.

Xiaoxiao took a step back, Shan Soul frowned, suppressed the depression in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Guanzhou, wake up."

After pointing at his acupoints, Guan Zhou regained consciousness a little bit, looked at the good soul in a daze, and passed away all of a sudden.

The current situation of good souls is really not very good.

He smiled and said, "I don't know why, but just now it seemed that there was a huge force attracting me to the house, and I came in in a daze."

The benevolent soul contacted everyone's abnormal reaction just now, and it made sense.

He stuffed the person in his arms to Xiaoxiao, and asked Xiaoxiao to pay attention to Yuan Yin's situation again, and walked straight to the "self" beside him.

The soul of the evil soul is seriously damaged, and the situation is much worse than that of the good soul.

The good soul squatted down, frowned and called out.

The evil soul was soaked in blood, his white clothes were stained, his lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes were deeply closed.

He hurts, really hurts.

Shan Soul thought about it quietly, the knot seemed impossible to untie easily, Chi Cang's mana was not of the same source as his, Feng Wujing could barely try.

No wonder Chi Cang threw the evil spirit here so reassuringly, not worrying about not coming to rescue him or running away by himself.

Where did Feng Wujing go?

The benevolent soul was puzzled and a little anxious. After thinking about it for a moment, he woke up the person in front of him.

Although he knows that the current situation of the evil spirit really cannot be forcibly awakened, otherwise there is a high possibility that something will happen, ranging from severe pain to splitting pain, to severe madness.

But... Gu Langqing has always been merciless towards himself.

As a result, the evil soul trapped in a deep nightmare was forcibly escaped. Facing the heart-piercing pain, he also knew what he was doing, and he just endured and endured it desperately.

Whether it is a good soul or an evil soul, as long as it is Gu Langqing, it is extremely rational. He clearly planned his life and stabbed himself with a knife without caring.

Finally, there was a burst of hotness in the evil soul's chest, and a very strong smell of blood welled up in his heart. He vomited a mouthful of blood, and fell forward. There was a bright red bloodstain.

The good soul caught him in front, and he gently put the evil soul back in place, and the first thing he said was: "Where is he?"

Just now in the illusion, many inexplicable things flooded into his mind.

Feng Wujing's reprimand, and the back view of the red-clothed Demon Venerable leaving, he guessed that this was the memory of the evil spirit.

They were originally one body, and it wasn't too difficult to manipulate two souls to share memory.

However, in the illusion, the despair and pain in his heart really surrounded him, and the kind soul hoped that these were really just illusions made by Chi Cang in order to break through the defense line in his heart.

However, the moment he saw the evil spirit, something in his heart shattered.

The evil soul stared at him coldly for a while, then lowered his head,

The kind soul asked softly again: "Where is Feng Wujing?"

The voice was as cold as frost and snow: "He, he remembered, he remembered everything."

what?

Hearing the words, the kind soul couldn't hold back his gentle expression anymore. He raised his voice and repeated again: "Where did he go?"

"Tch," said the evil soul, "It's really you, Gu Langqing, seeing my other half of my soul hurt like this, and opening and closing my mouth is still your Lord Mozun. You really don't care about yourself at all."

The good spirit's face froze for a moment: "Okay, our souls fit together, let's go find him."

"Chi Cang chased after him, but I didn't feel Feng Wujing's aura here, he should have gone out," the evil soul thought for a while, "Also, Chi Cang didn't give me the medicine, his antidote."

"Okay, I'll go find Chi Cang."

"You can't beat him, look at how many people you have saved...you are weak?" the evil spirit said, "Come back, think of a way to combine your souls."

The kind soul glanced down at him: "I have a way, but..."

"Gu Xianzun, let me come."

The benevolent soul stopped when he heard the crisp voice of the little girl behind him.

He turned his head and said bluntly, "No."

"Why not," the evil soul gasped, "I think...it's quite appropriate."

The kind soul lowered its head and looked into the same eyes as itself.

He smiled and said: "Gu Xianzun, I lost half of my soul, and it hasn't been long. Besides, I have done so many wrong things before... It can be regarded as atonement, and I feel at ease. Your two There are two disciples over there, all asleep."

"No!" Seeing Xiaoxiao approaching, Shan Soul grabbed her and wanted to continue persuading her.

His hands are getting lighter, thinner, and more transparent.

"Stop it," said the evil spirit expressionlessly, "she has made up her mind, besides, only in this way can I get out of the bondage. She has done a lot of evil before..."

Before the words fell, the two of them passed out together.

Xiaoxiao's soul gradually became transparent, floating in the air, turning into threads.

She smiled and watched as two identical souls were lying on the ground and slowly merged into one; at the same time, her body spread out like a bubble without leaving any afterimages.

In the distance, Yuan Yin and Guan Zhou fell asleep, and no one saw this scene.

The world finally returns to silence.

-

In the Demon Realm, Feng Wujing lay there in a daze, living a decadent life.

He thought, this day after day is too boring, the lifespan of the demon king is only 30 years, so he just waits for the 30 years to come, and it's nothing if it takes his life.

It's really meaningless and boring to leave him in such a wasteland now.

The red will-o'-the-wisp ignited and lit up around Feng Wujing, rising and falling, burning like a sea of ​​blood.

He only felt that his ankle was soft to the touch, and he knew without thinking that it was Fu Li.

Fu Li is his mount, and he didn't go down the lake with him at the beginning, maybe this is because he followed his taste and found the Demon Realm again.

The man in red slowly sat up straight, stroked the top of the giant wolf's head with his palm, and stroked his fur a few times.

Fu Li is no longer in the state of a puppy, it has regained its majesty when we first met, its black fur is messy and extremely aggressive, with a sense of beauty.

Feng Wujing admired Fu Li's appearance, while leaning down to stroke the giant wolf's hair, he sighed "good boy" in a low voice, and recalled the time when they met on the wasteland of the Demon Realm.

After so many years, Fu Li can be regarded as a partner and close friend who followed Feng Wujing all the way.

Fu Li obediently showed his soft side in front of Feng Wujing, if it wasn't for the sudden plague on the wasteland of the Demon Realm, he would not have personally gone to that barren place...

A sudden plague? !

That year, Feng Wujing succeeded the Demon Lord, a plague broke out in the wasteland of the Demon Realm, and all the monsters killed each other. In the end, Fu Li won, and the victor became the king.

Back then, the demon venerable just wanted to show his strength and make everyone submit to him, so he went down to the wilderness and subdued Fu Li. Since then, the demon venerable has become more powerful than a tiger with wings added, and one man and one wolf are invincible.

Before that, the previous Mozun had told him that he would give him a small gift as a thank-you gift for Feng Wujing's successor Mozun.

The previous Demon Lord - Chi Cang.

small gift--

Feng Wujing looked down at the furry wolf cub beside him, but he didn't notice the sound of footsteps approaching suddenly.

It wasn't until he was patted on the shoulder that he was shocked to find Su Fenggu beside him.

Su Fenggu held two food boxes in his hand and smiled at him.

Feng Wujing breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Su Feng said: "Senior, I was really worried about you, so I came here with Fu Li...I brought you something to eat, would you like to eat something casually? This is spicy, and this is sweet. Look at you. taste."

At the beginning, after Su Fenggu asked someone to make sweets, he still felt that it was inappropriate, so another person secretly prepared some spicy dishes.You can't go wrong with both of them, right?

A tangy aroma wafted from the food box, Feng Wujing stared at the food box, he really hadn't eaten properly for several days.

Although he doesn't need to eat either.

But at that time, he was on the mountain where Gu Langqing lived, and he ate every day...

Feng Wujing waved his hands irritably, "If you don't eat, you take it away."

Su Feng said: "Senior, although we don't need to eat, eating does help to improve our mood. Come on, try it."

Maybe it was because of Feng Wujing's indifference, so Su Feng had no choice but to change the topic: "Is the "Picture of the King in the Clouds" I gave you last time useful? Senior, you wouldn't throw him away, would you?" ?”

Feng Wujing had long been used to the noise of the person in front of him, but after hearing this, he concentrated on his thoughts and asked, "Last time, you said that there are two pictures of "The King in the Clouds"?"

Su Fenggu nodded: "That's right, a man and a woman. The one you took last time is a male god. Elder Wu Wang gave it to me, and there is another picture of a goddess."

Feng Wujing thought for a while: "Mr. Yunzhong—what's the origin?"

Su Feng didn't know why Feng Wujing asked this question, but he still replied: "Mr. Yunzhong, he belongs to the God Realm, and the God Realm is above the other five realms, and all the meritorious people in the other five realms ascend after death. Jun Yun, I don’t know much about this male god. According to Yunyun, he seems to have been a very virtuous and well-received immortal cultivator. Later, he committed some evil and was killed by his apprentice. , and some people said that Yun Zhongjun dared to openly challenge the way of heaven, and was finally demoted to the world and fell into the world."

Hearing this, Feng Wujing paused, and he wanted to talk, but suddenly two food boxes were stuffed into his hands, Su Feng said expectantly: "Senior, eat a little, it's really delicious. "

Feng Wujing: "..."

He thought for a while, then slowly took the food box containing spicy dishes, opened the lid, took the bowl and took the chopsticks in one go, he swung his palm, and the magic power gathered the skulls under his feet into a pile, forming a small round table immediately.

Feng Wujing picked it up with his chopsticks, and said: "Help me find the classics before I succeeded to the throne, I want to have a look."

He never cared about the affairs of his predecessors before, he was so arrogant that he only cared about himself.

But now, Feng Wujing wanted to figure out exactly what Chi Cang did decades ago to create such a wilderness in the demon world, and to attract the demon world into such a form.