This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

The phantom was submerged in the dim lights, the confusing and confusing shouts, and the strong wind pierced through the street, making it bitingly cold.

The red shadow is reflected in the inner room, people's voices are rustling, the hat-wearing man lowered the brim of his hat, leaning his back against the wall, facing the tightly closed black door.

Suddenly, a gust of wind mixed with fluttering sleeves swept into the inner room.

The man in the hat who was as cold as a pinprick cursed in a low voice, raised his head and cast a contemptuous look at the impolite visitor——

In an instant, the crowd who had spoken in a low voice just now suddenly extinguished their voices.

Su Fenggu rubbed his red palms from the cold, closed the door with a bang, shook off the fly ash from his robe, and tightened the veil that was about to be blown away by the strong wind.

Noticing the strange silence around him, Su Feng felt a little puzzled.

He made a special trip to disguise himself to dare to come to this gray market where fish and dragons are mixed together in the devil world. Could it be possible that he was recognized by others?

The old wooden floor creaked, and the crowd stopped still, but exchanged glances to convey meaning.

To enter this place, you need to submit a certain amount of entry fee to the owner, that is, the man in black and hat. The demon market is used to buy news, buy items, and so on.

In a trading place, there must be a ruler, and it is obvious that the man in black is the ruler. No one wants to provoke him. People only know that the man in black has been here for a long, long time, and his magic power is unfathomable. Most of the people do not end well.

And they are also happy to see this unruly young man get his due punishment.

The man in black and hat walked towards Su Fenggu step by step.

Immediately afterwards, Su Fenggu looked at a black and thin palm in front of his eyes, and blinked at the strange hat-wearing man.

The face of the hat-wearing man did not change, and his tone was emotionless: "To enter this place, you need to submit an admission fee."

Su Feng was stunned for a moment, then expressed his understanding: "How much?"

The man in the hat squinted his eyes, and looked at the person in front of him from top to bottom. Before he could speak, a heavy object was placed on the palm of his hand.

Seeing clearly what it was, the silent hall suddenly became noisy.

——The most precious medicine in the devil world, hard to find, has the effect of bringing the dead back to life and prolonging life.

This thing is rare for a group of demon cultivators to practice for a lifetime, and there is nowhere to buy it for money. It is really priceless.

To be taken out by this..."Small Xiao" like ordinary talisman paper?

Isn't the identity of this person simple?Everyone thought about it, and held their breath to check the aura of the person who came, but they couldn't detect it at all.

On the other side, seeing that the hat-wearing man didn't respond, Su Feng was silent for a while, and then decisively took out another thing from the eternal bag.

——The precious magic weapon in the demon world, with extremely strong attack power, can kill one person in ten steps, and it is also priceless.

The crowd was in an uproar.

The hat-wearing man on the other side had a strange expression: "Your identity?"

Su Fenggu calmly stated the identity he fabricated for himself in advance: "I am a young disciple who sat down with the elder. The elder sent me to ask for some information. Are these things enough for the entrance fee? If not, I still have more."

Perhaps it was because Su Feng's face did not seem to be fake, everyone was relieved, but a little disappointed, they just wanted to see the man in the hat punish the unruly guests, and later they were expecting some important person to come here, but Right now I can't see anything, only an elder disciple who is bullying and domineering, and they all dispersed.

The hat-wearing man withdrew his hands, his expression under the straw hat was gloomy, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Enough, you go."

Su Fenggu looked a little confused: "Excuse me, where is the news exchange?"

The man in the hat nodded indistinctly, and pointed to the stalls on the side of the road: "That way."

Su Fenggu looked around, and there were all kinds of things on display at the stalls, panacea, magic books, everything that one expects to find.He nodded and left.

The man in the hat looked deeply at the back of the man, looked at the things in his palm, and wrinkled his eyebrows. He muttered something silently, and threw the two magic weapons into the eternal bag.

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The evil god world is connected to the human world, and a bridge hangs high above the ferry, and the moonlight drenches the valley, adding a bit of tranquility and eerieness.

The 30-year lifespan is about to expire, and the chest pain and the impact of the magic runaway are like a shadow, so Feng Wujing simply doesn't care.

Gu Langqing was dressed in white and stood by the bed, the moonlight dragged Qing Ying behind him.

This place is the connection between the evil spirit world and the human world. Gu Langqing suggested staying here for one night, and it was called for the sake of Feng Wujing's body.

So Feng Wujing watched Gu Langqing skillfully pinch out a few paper figurines, and then flicked the heads of the paper figurines with his fingers, and those people suddenly came alive, describing them as no different from real people. After a few instructions, they disappeared into the village one after another.

Feng Wujing couldn't help but sneered: "Is this how your shadowless guards came?"

Gu Langqing tilted his head, indicating that it was as you saw.

Feng Wujing punctured ruthlessly: "What do you mean to be considerate of my body? You just want to let your dark guards explore the evil spirit world to explore the way tonight."

Gu Langqing gently raised his lowered head, and tapped Feng Wujing's chest with his slender fingertips: "No, I'm very worried about you."

The fiery palm wrapped the warm fingers, Feng Wujing gently pulled Gu Langqing into his arms, "I don't believe you."

Feng Wujing pulled Gu Langqing's finger to the bulge of his neck, pulled it down to the clear collarbone, and gently tore open the man's skirt.

What was exposed before his eyes were terrifying and hideous scars.

From time to time, the back of Feng Wujing's hand rubbed against the skin, causing numbness. Gu Langqing's breathing was a little short, and someone grabbed and touched the scar on his chest.

Forcibly healing the trauma is going against the sky, it consumes a lot of mana, and it will leave a series of internal injuries.

In the previous life, Feng Wujing liked his skin, so Gu Langqing didn't dare to expose his body flaws, but that day...he was indeed a little unconscious.

Be a courtier.

Gu Langqing hissed lightly, he felt Feng Wujing's hesitation when he attacked, perhaps, this was not a bad thing.

In the past few days, Feng Wujing didn't seem to care about his scars, instead he was very curious and asked him many times.

But... Gu Langqing sighed.

The world of humans and the world of evil spirits are connected by bridges and cables, and the closer they are to that place, the more evil will become. This place is located in a valley, which should be inaccessible, but now a village has been discovered, which is really unimaginable.Logically speaking, human beings should be very repulsed by the breath of evil gods.

Gu Langqing sent a puppet to investigate this matter.

The damage to the body caused by the separation of the soul has not been completely eliminated, and the messy memories are mixed in the brain, Gu Langqing is very upset now.

During the day, they casually entered this misty valley and found a random hotel to stay.Something is not quite right here, if you rashly enter the realm of the evil gods, maybe someone is just waiting to be caught.A few days ago, there was news in the fairy world that the evil god had spoken, and he would arrive in the fairy world soon to ask questions, but where did the teacher ask the crimes, but it was all a provocation from the evil gods. Lang Qing still couldn't stand by and watch.

However, Feng Wujing doesn't care anymore, these few days have been carefree, and the normally high-ranking fairy in white condescends and agrees to "be a courtier" for him, this feeling is indeed very novel.

He has seen Gu Langqing's bottomless line before, making a deal with that person is like a game, he seems... never won.

Then let Gu Langqing help him to be buried with him, time is running out, if he dies on the road, it will be convenient for him to kill Gu Langqing and take him to hell together.

Feng Wujing silently looked at the slightly pale person in his arms, increased the strength of his hands, and finally asked the doubts in his heart all along: "The way of heaven is divided into six realms, and the evil gods rule the demon realm and the ghost realm. Condemnation?"

Gu Langqing's eyes darkened: "I have a conjecture that needs to be verified, so I won't tell you first."

Feng Wujing watched him silently for a while, and then led someone to slam onto the bed: "Why? Gu Langqing, tell me."

"It's about the secrets of heaven, if I say it, it will hurt you."

Feng Wujing stared at the man's speaking lips, absently listening to his nonsense, and clicked his tongue.

"Heaven's protection? I've never heard of such a situation. You and Su Yinyi are close, and it's reasonable to know something else, but Gu Langqing, you know so much, why didn't Heaven kill you?" What about silence?"

Feng Wujing looked into the man's clear amber pupils, his lips suddenly became warm, Gu Langqing put his arms around the man's neck and pressed down, attacking the city without hesitation.

Feng Wujing squinted his eyes, enjoying Gu Langqing's rare initiative, although it was to gag him.

With soft red spring tents, no one noticed the black shadow flashing past the door.

The next day, when Feng Wujing sat up from the bed, there was a faint smell of blood in his nostrils. He rubbed his chest subconsciously. The blood stagnated on his heart a few days ago seemed to be decreasing. Maybe it's because I feel happy every time I go to bed.

Sleeping with Gu Langqing to prolong life?

Feng Wujing dismissed the idea with a sneer, looked at the steamed buns with crab noodles that were already prepared on the table, put his elbows on his bent knees, and ordered others mercilessly: "Gu Langqing, bring me some bowls and chopsticks .”

A figure in white clothes appeared in front of his eyes, as expected, he was holding bowls and chopsticks in his arms.

Feng Wujing praised with satisfaction: "Good job, you can go out."

Gu Langqing's eyebrows and eyes were a little subtle, Feng Wujing ate the steamed bun while asking, "What? Are you still busy?"

Gu Langqing pursed his thin lips slightly, hooked his fingers, and then a man who looked like a guard came in from the door, he was obviously the puppet he sent out yesterday.

When the puppet saw Feng Wujing for the first time, he saluted respectfully: "I went to the bridge cable last night, and found that the evil spirit in the bridge cable is particularly strong."

Feng Wujing interrupted: "Say the key point."

The puppet said: "The evil aura there is so heavy, it doesn't seem like it was formed naturally, but someone deliberately did it to cover up other... ghost aura."

Feng Wujing raised his eyebrows: "How to say?"

The puppet said: "I think there are about a hundred corpses buried at the bridge cable."

Feng Wujing was not surprised at all. The evil gods are in charge. These are trivial matters. Besides, the construction of bridge cables does require the suppression of Yin Qi. There is a saying that the more dead people are suppressed under the bridge, the stronger the bridge will be. Just go through this method.

Too much trouble.

This matter is really nothing, Feng Wujing was about to open his mouth to make fun of Gu Langqing's surprise, but was interrupted by Gu Langqing: "Last night, the inn where we stayed died, only the one where we lived The room is fine, the walls of the other rooms are covered with blood, and the village chief has already waited for us downstairs when he learned about this."