Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

Xingshu: "..."

Xing Shu felt a little confused in his mind.

"You mean, before the battle between the fairy and the devil, no one had taken off the mask on the face of the demon emperor?"

its not right! The time is not right! The mask in his hand was clearly brought out during the trial in the ghost town!

And when he encounters the ball, the ball has no mask on its face.

Unless...unless what he has experienced in the eight sects is not just a "real past", but a "changeable past".

He was not just passing through the levels, but at a node of fate, he made small changes to the past, and then triggered a series of changes, and finally even affected beyond the trial. world.

Xing Shu vaguely remembered that after he took off the mask in one of the eight gates, he didn't put the mask in the space, but handily gave the ball that turned into a demon king.

So when he experienced the fairy and demon war at another door, he still saw the demon emperor wearing a mask, but then the demon emperor was beaten up and turned into a ball of hair directly.

So, what about the mask? How did the mask enter his space?

etc! That mirror! He caught the ball with the ball, and there is a mirror! He did put the mirror into the space at the time!

Xing Shu quickly checked his own space.

really! The mirror with the handle is gone!

What kind of **** world is this tm...

"You may not believe it, but his mask was really taken off by the Jiyue Pond in the Heavenly Devil Palace."

Shangwu shook his head: "Impossible. I have been sending people to monitor the Heavenly Demon Palace for the past few years. Pang Junxie really only came back in the past few years, and after returning, he no longer has his mask."

Xing Shu was full of entanglement: "According to the order of time, it is true, but if it jumps out of the frame of time and space... Well, I mean, on a certain day in the past, to be precise, he had experienced it in the past. On a certain day of the Moon God Sacrifice, he traveled to a certain time and space and was taken off the mask."

After the mask was taken off, he was returned, and it is likely to be slapped back on his face, and for some reason, the mask could not be taken off again, until the mask was turned into a mirror during the battle between the fairy and the devil. , Blocked the fatal injury for him, and completely separated from him.

Therefore, Pang Junxie no longer has a mask on his face.

Or maybe it was because this thing was hidden by Xingshu, so it never returned to Pang Junxie's face.

"Are you telling a joke?" Shangwu patted Xingshu's face.

"Then you can listen to it as a joke, Shangwu, help me analyze whether there is a possibility that the mask of the Demon Emperor was actually taken off long ago, but after the day of the Moon God Sacrifice, the mask was knocked back again. His face is gone, and he has forgotten that his mask has been taken off?"

Hearing this, Shangwu touched his chin and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You mean, Pang Junxie finds the person appointed by the moon **** through net ball every month on the day of the **** sacrifice, and picks it at the moon sacrifice pond. He took off his mask, but only for this day, because after this day, everything will return to the original point, and Pang Junxie will also forget whether the mask was taken off, and the mask will automatically return to its place?"

Xing Shu: "Every month on the day of the **** sacrifice...it makes sense! And it's not just that he forgot, everyone who has seen him take off the mask has forgotten, every month on the day of the **** sacrifice, they will be pulled into another time and space. ."

Shangwu squeezed Xing Shu's face and raised a deep smile: "Are you insulting my IQ?"

Xing Shu widened his eyes: "How could it happen? Only by telling you about this kind of thing can you find new ideas. If you tell other people, I will be considered a lunatic."

Shanggo: "..." Is this murloc complimenting me?

Xing Shu pulled the chain in his hand: "Your honor, do you know the legend of the Moon God Sacrifice Day and the Moon Lake Sacrifice? If you listen to it, maybe it's the same as I guessed it?"

"...As far as I know, no." Shangwu said in his heart: I'm really crazy to discuss this with you seriously.

"Where were the books in the magic palace that day?" Xing Shu's eyes were shining brightly.

Shangwu instantly showed interested eyes: "This is why I have always wanted to capture the Devil City! The collection of books must be great! The history of the demons over the past three thousand years, the secrets of the exercises and the palace secrets collected over the past three thousand years, And what you want to know about the secret of the Moon God Sacrifice Day and the Moon Sacrifice Pool!"

Xing Shu added: "There are also ancient characters of the Demon Race!"

Shanggo: "There are also banned books that have been sealed!"

The two pairs looked at each other excitedly, four clusters of flames beating wildly for knowledge.

"Knock, knock! Your honor! It's not good!"

The knock on the door was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the flame, Shangwu waved his sleeve and opened the door: "What's the matter!"

Wearing a white dress and holding a long whip, Bai Mo rushed in and said, "Your honor! Pang Junxie led someone to find this...Ah! I didn't see anything!"

After Bai Mo saw the picture inside, he immediately covered his face, turned around, and the whip in his hand fell to the ground.

"Pang Junxie is here? How did he find this ghost place?" Shangwu was too lazy to pay attention to Bai Mo, and turned his attention to Xing Shu's body: "Because of you?"

Xing Shu knew it was because of his contract with Qiuqiu, but right now Pang Junxie and Shangwu were in the opposing camp, Xing Shu was really not stupid enough to tell this kind of thing.

"Sir, you think too much, I just woke up, I don't know where this is."

Shangwu reached out and tore open the few clothes on Xingshu's body: "You don't need to know where this is, you just need to bring a mark that allows him to find you."

Turning his back to them, Bai Mo listened to the sound of tearing his clothes: "..."

Xingshu deliberately concealed it. Of course, Shangwu couldn't find the contract mark on Xingshu, so he could only give up.

Seeing Shangwu walking out of his legs and walking out of the ice bed, taking Bai Mo step by step, Xing Shu couldn't help but pull the chain: "Just left? What about me?"

Shangwu waved his hand without turning his head: "Remember to behave well, I'll give you a chance." After all, Shangwu disappeared at the door of the room with white ink.

Xing Shu:?

I just lost my memory? Did Shanggo ask him to do anything?

Soon, Xing Shu discovered that it didn't matter whether Shangwu asked him to do anything, because after Shangwu's front foot left, it was the Demon Emperor Pang Junxie who appeared at the door.

At this time, Pang Junxie no longer looked like he was reluctantly polite, but his entire handsome face was full of anger.

"It seems that I underestimated you." Pang Junxie waved at the shadow guard who followed him: "You continue to chase!"

"Yes!" The shadow guards immediately followed Shanggo's departure direction.

Pang Junxie walked in step by step, summoning a machete in his hand.

The contract is connected, and Xing Shu doesn’t even have the opportunity to deny his identity. He can only smile and say: "Your Majesty, you can count it. I was waiting for you in the room, but I didn’t expect that Demon Sovereign would take me away. ! And tied me here."

Pang Junxie told Xing Shu with his eyes: Do you think I can believe it?

Xingshu wrote sincerely on his face: Do you think I can lie?

Pang Junxie waved out the scimitar, the crescent knife was unbiased, and the sharp points on both sides were just against the sides of Xingshu's neck, inserted into the ice bed, and the curved part in the middle was just next to Xingshu's neck. The Adam's apple has touched the sharp blade, and a blood stain has been cut. There were fish scales on Xing Shu's neck, and the fish scales that could be cut through were obviously very sharp.

"What is the purpose of your coming to the Heavenly Demon Palace? Did the Demon Snake send you here?" Pang Junxie looked at Xingshu condescendingly, and asked harshly.

"Innocent! Your Majesty! What I said is absolutely true!" Xingshu didn't dare to move, so he could only try to get his name right.

"Really? Didn't you say that you are from the Xianhuan Continent? But what do I see now, a murloc?" Pang Junxie said coldly: "Nonsense!"

Xing Shu blinked: "The murlocs can't do business in the Xianhuan Continent? Who made it? I am the murlocs and I grew up in the Xianhuan Continent, and I don't exclude your majesty!"

Pang Junxie: "..."

The anger suddenly disappeared in half.

Xing Shu said again: "And he didn't take me with him when he left! If I were in a group with him, he would not leave me alone. Now that he has left me, he would not take me with him. It will be his person!"

Pang Junxie: "..."

Xing Shu: "...No, I wasn't his one before!"

Pang Junxie was silent for a moment, as if he had believed Xing Shu's statement, he pulled out the Crescent Scimitar, and cut off the chain tied to Xing Shu's hand by the way.

Xing Shu quickly took out a roll of bandage from the space and began to wrap it layer by layer on his body.

Pang Junxie stared at Xing Shu in silence for a long time before saying: "This is the Mohuang Continent, not the Xianhuan Continent. Don't worry about being taken to the black market for auction. Neither I nor Shangwu will allow this kind of thing to happen. It happened on the Huang Continent."

Xingshu paused and raised his head: "Really?"

"Ok."

Xing Shu: "...seriously, I'm still not used to your way of speaking."

Pang Junxie: "...In your impression, what should I say?"

Xing Shu hesitated for a moment, and tentatively said, "Uh, call my name, and then rush into my arms to act like a baby?"

Pang Junxie: "..."

Xing Shu: "I'm joking hahaha!"

"What's your name?" Pang Junxie's gaze shifted from Xingshu's face to Xingshu's chest. If nothing else, the mark of the contract between the two of them could be revealed in that place.

Xing Shu's eyes dimmed for a moment, and his heart twitched with pain.

His ball forgot him, he forgot completely, even his name.

What is the difference between this and a stranger?

"It doesn't matter..." Xing Shu raised his hand to wipe the blood on his neck, and smiled sadly: "Anyway, I will be leaving here soon. It doesn't matter if your Majesty knows my name."