After being reincarnated, he was targeted by a black-bellied junior brother

The white palm was stained with blood, like a thorny red rose quietly blooming, Baili Wuming withdrew his hand, turned around and strode forward.

"Brother!"

Duan Qing immediately caught up, "You're injured..."

"No problem."

The golden spiritual power gathered on Baili Wuming's right hand, and healed the wound in the blink of an eye.

"Brother..."

Duan Qing grabbed Baili Wuming's wrist and forced Baili Wuming to stop.

He felt uncomfortable, even though Baili Wuming's injury healed in the blink of an eye, it was still caused by him.

"You kept saying that you wanted me to die, but you couldn't bear it at all... You clearly still have me in your heart, why wouldn't you admit it?"

Clutching Baili Wuming's wrist, Duan Qing's hand trembled uncontrollably.

Baili Wuming fell into silence, and after a while, he turned to look at Duan Qing.

Duan Qing frowned, her pair of purple pupils showed pain, accompanied by strong expectations and desires.

"So you use this method to test the deity?"

"What?" Duan Qing was startled.

Baili Wuming sneered, "What are you pretending to be, you didn't use much strength when you killed yourself just now, otherwise the deity's hand would have been pierced by you long ago."

"I..." opened her mouth, Duan Qing was speechless, and lowered her head guiltily.

Of course he didn't want to die, he wanted to live with Baili Wuming.

And he didn't think that Baili Wuming really wanted him to die.

Seeing Duan Qing's appearance of being scolded by a child, Baili Wuming couldn't help but sigh, "Mozun, the fairy and the devil have different ways, you and this deity...are destined to be together."

Be an enemy or be a stranger. "

"Brother..."

"Besides, this deity can't trust you. You are a person who is cunning by nature and tells a lot of lies. This is your nature as a demon. You should feel lucky that this deity didn't kill you. It is best not to appear in front of this deity in the future. And don't try to reconcile the old with Ben's respect... It's still the same old saying, Baili

Whether it is Wuming or Duan Qing, it is all an illusion. "

After saying these words decisively, Baili Wuming angrily shook off Duan Qing's hand and flew up.

The cyan figure reflected in the purple pupil gradually moved away, Duan Qing raised her face, which seemed to be covered with dust.

As a result, he still failed to seize the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that God gave him.

"Brother...I like your words...it's really not a lie!"

Facing the collapsed and broken tombstone without words, Duan Qing sat on the ground, drank the wine jar after jar that she had brought, and was so drunk that she passed out.

Baili Wuming returned to Hefengmen, his heart was like long grass and he couldn't calm down.

Why did he take the initiative to go to see his tombstone in the dark?

It was because he had a premonition that he would meet Duan Qing there.

Why did he reach out to block Duan Qing's hand that pierced his heart even though he knew that Duan Qing would not really commit suicide?

It was because he didn't want Duan Qing to get hurt, and was afraid that Duan Qing would really die.

"......how is this possible."

Baili Wuming shook his head, desperately denying the conclusion he had drawn in his heart.

"This deity just... wants to confirm one thing with the Demon Venerable..."

About the war between immortals and demons thousands of years ago.

In the end, he forgot under Duan Qing's various interruptions.

Helping his forehead, Baili Wuming wondered if he was going to be demented soon, how could he forget such an important business.

When it was daylight, he flew back to that mountain again, only to see Duan Qing lying on the ground, hugging a wine jar in her arms and sleeping soundly.

"It smells so strong."

Baili Wuming pinched his nose, and approached Duan Qing, seeing that Duan Qing looked like he was very drunk.

If other people approached Duan Qing while Duan Qing was drunk, they would not be able to take Duan Qing's life.

But it was him who came, if he really wanted to, Duan Qing might die at his hands again.

"Mozun, why did you become so careless? Don't you really want to live?" Behind his hands, Baili Wuming condescendingly looked down on Duan Qing who fell on the ground, with complicated emotions.

"Anyway... senior brother doesn't... like me..."

Duan Qing was talking drunkenly, Baili Wuming frowned, wondering if Duan Qing was pretending to be asleep.

After taking down the jade slip, Baili Wuming suddenly attacked Duan Qing, the jade emitting dazzling golden light almost rushed to Duan Qing's throat, as if to cut off Duan Qing's head.

"Brother...Brother, I want...I want you..."

Duan Qing mumbled and turned over, completely unaware that the jade slip stopped at the moment it approached her throat.

Baili Wuming took back the jade slip and realized that Duan Qing must be really drunk.

"It will really cause trouble for people." Baili Wuming was annoyed.

If he had known this, he wouldn't have come back, typical asking for trouble.

Cursing himself inwardly, Baili Wuming helped the drunken Duan Qing up.

"Hey, Demon Lord, wake up!"

Baili Wuming shook Duan Qing, but Duan Qing didn't respond, as if she had some sweet dream, she laughed happily.

"Brother...it smells so good..."

Baili Wuming's face was covered with black lines immediately, and he raised his palm to slap Duan Qing several times, to wake Duan Qing up.

He raised his hand in the air, but in the end he still didn't hit it.

"This deity is not reluctant!"

Baili Wuming muttered softly while staring at Duan Qing's face.

Duan Qing slept very soundly, her closed purple pupils were not as sharp and weird as when they were opened, and her two half-opened lips were rosy and full, breathing out a sexy breath.

Baili Wuming's gaze fell on Duan Qing's lips unconsciously, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated.

"That's the face of you."

Taking a deep breath, Baili Wuming felt that Duan Qing was too heavy to support, so he simply hugged Duan Qing horizontally.

Heilongyuan.

Ye Ya, who had been sitting on the tree all night, raised his head, and his blood pupil caught a cyan figure.

"That is……"

Rubbing his eyes, Night Crow made sure he read it right.

The person who is flying over Heilongyuan at this moment is Baili Wuming who has recovered the memory of his previous life.

"Immortal Emperor... Lord?!"

When he saw that the person in Baili Wuming's arms was Duan Qing, Ye Ya jumped down from the tree with a jerk.

Baili Wuming landed slowly and landed in front of Ye Ya.

Ye Ya looked at Baili Wuming, then at Duan Qing, confused.

Demon Lord being embraced by the Immortal Emperor Princess... This picture is so beautiful, I dare not imagine it!

"Baili... Immortal Emperor, what's wrong with him, my lord?" Ye Ya asked instead.

"He's drunk." Baili Wuming handed Duan Qing to Ye Ya, "You take him back!"

Ye Ya supported Duan Qing, who smelled of alcohol, blinked, "Drunk..."

"It's not from the deity." Before Ye Ya asked, Baili Wuming took the initiative to clarify.

"Immortal Emperor..."

Seeing that Baili Wuming turned to leave, Ye Ya couldn't help calling out, "Master, he..."

Pursing his lips, Ye Ya decided to meddle in his own business, "My lord, he is sincere to you."

With his back to Ye Ya, Baili Wuming turned his head to look at Ye Ya, shrugged, "You are not him, how do you know if he is sincere to this deity? Even if he is sincere, so what?"

"..." Ye Ya opened his mouth and gasped, speechless.

Seeing Baili Wuming's attitude, he knew that some things were irreversible.

But he didn't want to watch Duan Qing suffer.

"Immortal Emperor, immortals and demons...is it really impossible?"

The moment Ye Ya asked this sentence softly, Lan Tianao's figure emerged in Ye Ya's mind.

"Impossible." Baili Wuming gave a firm answer.

"Then why didn't you kill the lord?" Ye Ya hurriedly asked, "Thousands of years ago, many demons died at your hands. At that time, you were not as merciful to the demons and the lord as you are now... .Is it because you have a memory of Baili Wuming and you still have feelings for the Lord, so you can't help

Show mercy? ! "

Yelling at the top of his voice, Night Crow didn't know where his courage came from.

Now he obviously has no demon seeds, if Baili Wuming wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.

A strong wind hit, and the cyan gown fluttered.

Baili Wuming was silent for a long time, before parting his thin lips lightly, "Thousands of years ago...this deity and the devil didn't want to kill at first..."

Ye Ya was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows, "What are you? Dare you do it or not? Or are you making excuses for your killing back then?"

"You were the ones who broke your promise back then." Baili Wuming said firmly.

"What did you say?" Ye Ya's expression changed.

"Forget it." Baili Wuming waved his hand, opened his mouth, and changed his words temporarily: "When the Demon Lord wakes up, let him come to find him."

"Take good care of him" was taken back by Baili Wuming.

Duan Qing is just drunk, and he can't die, what is he so concerned about.

"Where is the lord going to find you?" Ye Ya shouted loudly, staring at Baili Wuming's receding figure.

"Follow the fate." Baili Wuming only replied these two words, and the blue figure disappeared without a trace.

Ye Ya couldn't help but rolled his eyes, thinking that this Immortal Emperor was really as capricious as he was a thousand years ago.

After Baili Wuming returned to Hefengmen, he received a letter. The letter was given to him by Bai Zhen, and the sender was Lan Hao.

What the letter said was that Lan Hao begged Baili Wuming to come to Lancaotang as a guest. On the one hand, he discussed how to deal with the demons in the future, and on the other hand, he also wanted to ask Baili Wuming to help see if there was any possibility of healing Lan Yusheng's hand.

Baili Wuming came to the Lancao Hall alone without any disciples from the Hefeng Sect.

Lan Hao, Lan Tianao, Lan Yusheng, and Lu Feng were already standing in a row at the gate of Lancao Hall, ready to welcome Baili Wuming's arrival.

"I will welcome the Immortal Emperor."

Seeing that Baili Wuming had arrived, Lan Hao and his party respectfully saluted Baili Wuming.

Baili Wuming frowned when he saw Lan Yusheng's severed arm at first sight.

If he remembers correctly, the person who cut off Lan Yusheng's arm was Jin Tan, but obviously, after Huorong was found hiding in Hefengmen, Lan Yusheng, Lan Hao and others took this resentment into account. Tinder's head.

"Sect Master Lan, is Lan Yusheng's severed arm still there?"

"Ah... yes, yes." Lan Hao didn't react for a while, he thought that Baili Wuming, as an immortal emperor, would have to be warm-hearted when he came to their Lancaotang

Tea, and put on a superior posture to make them plead for help.

Unexpectedly, Baili Wuming went straight to the point, and Lan Hao hurriedly ordered someone to fetch Lan Yusheng's severed arm.

The severed arm was preserved in the Ice Spirit Tomb, a magic weapon shaped like an ice coffin, exactly the same as when it was severed.

"En." Seeing the condition of the severed arm, Baili Wuming nodded, directly took out the severed arm from the Ice Spirit Tomb, held it in his hand, and strode toward the blue jade ridge.

Lan Yusheng looked at Baili Wuming who was gradually approaching him with a complicated expression.

Until now, his knowledge of Baili Wuming is still that little-known disciple of Hefengmen who is in the qi training period. He has not made any progress in the five years of entry, and he finally improved his cultivation in a short period of time by cultivating demons.

Such a person is actually the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor?what are you kidding...

The author has something to say

Duan Qing: When senior brother saw me, he even forgot about business. I am indeed attractive! Baili Wuming: Get lost!

Duan Qing: Senior brother is fierce to me, blah blah...

Baili Wuming: emmmmm