This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

"Only those who are in love with each other can go out of this door."

Feng Wujing's expression was unclear, ignoring the sight behind him, he cast a spell and knocked on the barrier on the front.

That door opened in response.

With a sullen expression, he glanced back at Gu Langqing, and strode out the door.

The north wind passed through the hall, sending flying dust all over the ground, Gu Langqing seemed surprised, his eyes were still red, and he followed Feng Wujing out the door.

Gu Langqing couldn't understand what he was thinking, and so did Feng Wujing.They coincidentally recalled the past, in the illusion, Gu Langqing once took a drop of Feng Wujing's blood essence in Zhou Gezhuang.Feng Wujing didn't know where that drop of blood was used in the end... Recasting the marriage line, according to Lang Qing's temperament, it seems that it can't be done.

Although it was said that it was predestined by fate, Gu Langqing's delusion changed his fate again and again.Feng Wujing really wanted to laugh, does he love him that much?

This is the realm of the evil gods.

Feng Wujing turned his head and saw two people in the next two doors - Yu Yin and Shen Xu.

Apparently, Gu Langqing also saw these two people. They had just left the house and looked a little flustered. These two people turned their heads and looked at Feng Wujing together.Yu Yin said: "My lord, we were planning to leave, but just now a very powerful attraction dragged us down, and then we arrived here, and then saw the writing on the door... This, is this the realm of evil spirits?"

Feng Wujing frowned, and raised his eyes to glance at that person, who is the evil god?If his goal was to kill them, why did he set up such a barrier? Why did he discuss these love affairs instead of using force? This is unreasonable.

At this moment, Gu Langqing seemed to be thinking about this issue as well. He had mixed emotions in his heart, and after joy, there was worry.

Knowing the truth, the antidote doesn't seem to be important anymore, but is it all because of him?

Feng Wujing raised his head and looked at the barrier above his head. It seemed that he couldn't get out of it easily. He looked at the two of them pityingly: "This is the end of the matter. I think since the evil god has pulled you into this place, isn't it? I will let you out easily again, follow me."

Shen Xu remained silent, folded his arms and looked around the surroundings. The house after opening the door was not gorgeous, but just an ordinary room for a day.

The decoration here is very familiar, Feng Wujing thought hard, but couldn't think of a reason.

Gu Langqing's complexion was a bit strange, the Red Demon Venerable noticed that the man was strange, turned his head and said coldly: "Gu Langqing, you know what you did with my blood essence bright."

Just now when he was emotional, Gu Langqing's face was still ruddy, his eye sockets were watery, and when his eyelashes were raised, he looked a little pitiful.Feng Wujing just caught a glimpse of Gu Langqing's dense wounds hidden under his white collar. His throat was inexplicably dry. He casually looked away, stopped talking to Gu Langqing, and began to observe the room. placement.

This is like an ordinary immortal cultivator's room, Feng Wujing couldn't tell the familiarity, but he didn't want to take the initiative to talk to Gu Langqing, he had many grievances and grievances with Gu Langqing in his previous life, maybe it was because of his inadvertent Maybe there is a certain hut on Lingzhu Peak that I wrote down.

He carefully observed the white jade porcelain vases in front of him, which were placed dignifiedly in a wooden square cabinet, with dragons and phoenixes carved in the corners, all of which were decorations from the fairy world.

Why is the decoration of the Heretic God Realm like this?Feng Wujing raised his eyebrows, he had to suspect that all these things were deliberately shown for them to see, so think about it this way...he has nothing to do with the fairy world, this is for Gu Langqing to see?

The Evil God Realm had enmity with the Immortal Realm. The reason he came here in the first place was what Gu Langqing said was that the Immortal Realm was invaded by the Evil God Realm. So what kind of conflict did this Evil God have with Gu Langqing?

To be honest, Feng Wujing didn't really want to participate in these messy grievances.

He came here to end the last few days of his 30-year lifespan, but when he was suddenly told that the amnesty had been extended, he was really at a loss.

It's just that Gu Langqing's lifespan is only 30 years.

Feng Wujing just felt that the air pressure was not coming up in his chest. What he said just now was not false. He didn't want Gu Langqing to die. He didn't know what kind of emotion it was. He didn't want to owe others, so the purpose of his being here now is It was to find an antidote for Gu Langqing, Feng Wujing thought, closing his eyes heavily.

On the left is a silver-cast stone lion, and on the right is a group of bronze statues of dancing girls, which are lifelike and graceful.The red-clothed demon walked a few steps along the white wall, opened the drawer, full of insignificant teachings on immortal arts.

At this moment, Yu Yin suddenly shouted from behind: "Master Mozun! What is this?"

Feng Wujing turned around.

He gasped for breath.

This is a painting, a very familiar painting.

Looking at the picture, Gu Langqing asked without hesitation: "The picture of the king in the cloud?"

The picture of the king in the cloud.

Feng Wujing frowned, remembering that when he was in the Demon Realm, Su Fenggu gave him such a picture of the Lord in the Cloud.

When Su Fenggu was in the Demon Realm, he once told him that the king and god in the cloud is a man and a woman, and the picture scrolls are also a yin and a yang.

The man on the picture scroll is as gentle as jade, dressed in white clothes, his figure is submerged in the sea of ​​clouds, his cuffs half cover his face, only revealing a beautiful peach blossom eye, the rays of light shone around him, he is as beautiful as a fairy in the sky .

Feng Wujing's brain ached, he looked at Gu Langqing, and said a little irritablely: "Have you seen this painting before?"

Unexpectedly, Gu Langqing shook his head: "No. It was also the first time I saw it in the Demon Realm last time."

Yu Yin also nodded, the color of the female portrait was almost the same as that of this picture, and her dress was almost the same, and at that time... Mr. Xiao Mozun had such a big shop, indeed, everyone in the hall saw it.

Feng Wujing was stunned for a moment, he stared at the portrait on the picture, a little speechless.

The Red-clothed Demon Lord suddenly had a bad guess, he just felt dizzy, and some forgotten memories vaguely seemed to break out of the ground.

The true image is shrouded in mist, and it is far away in the depths of memory, making it hard to see clearly.

The resurrection technique, amnesia has no solution, the first thing to recall is often the joyful memory, and the last one is the painful past that is unwilling to be remembered deep in the heart.

So what did he forget?

Had he guessed all this wrong?This room was not prepared for Gu Langqing, but...

Suddenly, the flickering candlelight in the room suddenly went dark, Feng Wujing squinted his eyes, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

It seemed that his hair was disheveled, and the black shadow was suspended in the air, and his facial features could not be clearly seen, but for no reason it made people feel that he was a little bit confident.

The man didn't make a sound for a while, everyone just looked at each other subtly, Feng Wujing frowned, and said in a harsh tone: "Evil God?"

The black image didn't understand, it dangled left and right in the air, finally settled down, and sighed: "Yes, I am indeed the evil god, but I am just a part of the evil god."

Feng Wujing raised his eyebrows, this statement is really interesting, it is said to be □□, or the primordial spirit, whatever, but you want to say "part"?

The evil god said: "Come here this time, Lord evil god ordered me to tell you something that you have forgotten."

After finishing speaking, Feng Wujing dismissed the news of doing it by mistake, and hummed with interest. He noticed Gu Langqing's unnatural expression, and thought that maybe it had something to do with Gu Langqing again.

However, he felt that at present, except for some fragments that were still vague, most of his previous life memories were coherent.

what else?

"After all, I'm still very humane, and I'll let you all understand."

Feng Wujing frowned, and clicked his tongue: "You talk a lot."

The evil god smiled: "Forget it."

After speaking, a light of unknown origin suddenly flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and they had no choice but to close their eyes.Opening his eyes again, Feng Wujing saw a small wooden house.

It was sunny outside, with no clouds in sight.

Inside a house, a man and a woman are arguing.

Feng Wujing looked at the two familiar faces and strode up to them.

It's just routine.

It's nothing more than arguing to reconcile and leave, and then send the child to other people's foster care... It's commonplace.

Feng Wujing rubbed his brain, these were his parents, but ten days was too long, when he thought of these things, he felt nothing.

Hate, boredom, nothing, he watched these two quarrel numbly as if he was reading someone else's story.

Throwing things, smashing the door again, and then... the woman hugged the child and went to another door.

That child has been extremely handsome since he was a child, with deep eyebrows, but unfortunately his intelligence is not complete.

Also, he had white hair. In that small village, he had never seen such a strange hair color.

When other children gathered to play and play, he would just sit on the ground and cry.

Other children can recite poems, but he can't even say a complete sentence.

……

They all thought he was a freak.

With such white hair, he is stupid and stupid.

They pulled his hair, they bullied him, they shut him out from his supper.

The relatives who received him also felt that it was an insult to raise such a child, who could not do any work and wasted food, so they gave it away again.

……

Going round and round, the little boy was sent to several families, everyone despised him, and was kicked out of the house time and time again.

Feng Wujing looked at this past scene, and the blurred memory finally gradually became clear in his mind. He clenched his fists, and the veins were almost bursting out of his white skin.

After thinking about it, he slowly withdrew his hand again.

In this world, the law of the jungle is always the rule. With his appearance at that time, what reason does he have to be pitied by others?

Besides, Lord Mozun does not need the so-called sympathy and pity.

Being kicked out of the house again, the little boy avoided his companion who was bullying him, and ran out the door obediently and at a loss.

In the grove with teeth and claws, he ran desperately, he ran out of the village, he wanted to escape his fate, but the world made troubles, he couldn't do it.

Suddenly, a white shadow broke the silence of the night, a gentle and ethereal voice resounded in the air, and the little boy looked up involuntarily.

Feng Wujing also looked along that ray of light, his heartbeat suddenly stopped.