Rebirth of the tyrant love husband

Everyone in the world said that Gu Wanqing is a bitch with no conscience.

Within the Six Realms, there are countless people, gods and ghosts who hate him.

On the day of his death, people from all walks of life were ecstatic and rushed to tell each other.

The human world is full of fireworks, singing and dancing, and the whole world celebrates together.

According to rumors in the market, after Gu Wanqing's death, many people were laughed to death.

But the creatures of the six worlds hadn't had time to recover from the joyful atmosphere. Within a year, Gu Wanqing was alive. Not only was he alive this time, but he also had a new identity—the ancestor of all demons. .

Gu Wanqing, who currently resides in the Temple of Heavenly Demon, is respectfully called the Demon King by tens of millions of demons wandering beyond the six realms.

He himself likes this title very much, but the creatures of the Six Realms don't buy it, thinking that he is not worthy of the name.

Such rumors spread to Gu Wanqing's ears, which made him very annoyed, thinking that Gu Wanqing has great supernatural powers and boundless magic power, so he should be worthy of such a lofty title.

"Next time, if someone dares to say that this seat is not worthy of the title of Demon Lord, let's see if this seat crushes his head!"

Gu Wanqing lay on the large and delicate soft couch, peeled a kumquat and threw it into her mouth.

"Reporting to the Demon Monarch, Shen Yan has woken up." A little demon with a reasonable appearance rushed in to report.

All devils who want to enter the Temple of Heavenly Demon must have good looks, this is the rule set by Gu Wanqing.

As a human being in the traditional sense, he really can't stand those devils with blue-faced fangs and tongues hanging down to their navels.

For this, he was disgusted and vomited seventeen or eight times, almost vomited out all the bile.

Later, those devils who thought they were not good-looking took the initiative to retreat to the rear to take care of the logistics.

Gradually, this unwritten rule was formally included by Gu Wanqing in the column of must-obey rules in Tianmo Temple.

Gu Wanqing lazily responded, swallowed the remaining half of the peeled orange, and then instructed: "You bring him here now, don't hurt him, he has injuries."

"Yes, Monarch."

After a while, there was a disheveled long-haired man kneeling on the ash parquet floor in the back hall of the brightly lit Tianmo Temple.

"Xianzun, are you satisfied with what I have served just now?" Gu Wanqing smiled, with one arm under her head, lying sideways on the soft couch.

"Gu Wanqing, you are so despicable that you put medicine in your food."

"You say I'm mean?" Gu Wanqing twitched the corners of her mouth, and immediately evoked a cruel smile, "If I were mean, I would have thrown you out to feed the dogs a long time ago."

"Gu Wanqing!" Shen Yan stared at him with a pale face, her tightly curled fingers suddenly loosened, and her voice trembled, "I beg you...Kill me."

"Xianzun, what did you say? I heard you right, did you ask me to kill you?" Gu Wanqing seemed to have heard some funny joke.

In the blink of an eye, she moved from the soft couch to Shen Yan in an instant, then bent down, stretched out two fingers and pinched Shen Yan's throat, and laughed wildly.

"I resurrected you with nearly half of the blood in my body, and now you ask me to kill you? When you say this, won't your conscience hurt? Huh?"

Shen Yan was gasping for breath, her chest heaving violently.

Gu Wanqing saw that his pale face was now flushed, pushed him to the ground, then straightened up and looked down at him, gritted his teeth and said:

"Shen Yan, I advise you not to offend me. If you dare to speak rudely to me again, believe it or not, I will let all the people from Ziwei Xianmen be buried with you? You know, I, Gu Wanqing, always say what I say. arrive!"