Unparalleled Rebirth

Chapter 118 So angry that I vomited blood

Lin Moyu suddenly felt relieved. He was afraid that Mo Wushuang had agreed to the Demon Lord. However, since Mo Wushuang's father would object to Mo Wushuang being with the Demon Lord, if it were him, he would probably be even more opposed.

After all, his identity and strength are inferior to Demon Lord in every way.

No matter what, Demon Lord is the master of a realm.

And he is just a cultivator who climbed up from a low-level dimension.

It was just because of good luck that I met Mo Wushuang.

Thinking of this, Lin Moyu suddenly felt very upset.

Mo Wushuang saw the change in the expression on Lin Moyu's face and suddenly asked: "Why don't you ask me what the Demon Lord's name is?"

When Lin Moyu heard this, she immediately came back to her senses, lowered her eyes and said, "I'm not interested in the Demon Lord."

Mo Wushuang said lightly: "The Demon Lord's surname is Lin."

Lin Moyu's eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and he chuckled: "That's quite a coincidence."

Judging from the story told by Mo Wushuang, the Demon Lord should be a little special to Mo Wushuang, right?

Mo Wushuang said calmly: "It's quite a coincidence that the Demon Lord has the same name as you."

Lin Moyu: "..."

Mo Wushuang turned to look at Lin Moyu, his icy eyes as clear as morning dew, he opened his thin lips and said: "The Demon Lord told me that he is going to go through a tribulation, and the low-level space where he will go through the tribulation is the Xuanwu Continent."

Lin Moyu frowned, and after thinking for a while, he said, "So you mean to say that I am the reincarnation of the Demon Lord?"

Mo Wushuang nodded.

Lin Moyu frowned and said, "But according to what you said, the time doesn't seem to match up either!"

Mo Wushuang explained: "One day in the sky and one year on the earth."

Lin Moyu understood instantly: "A day in the Nine Heavens Realm is equal to a year in the Xuanwu Continent. In this way, the time is correct."

Mo Wushuang said no more.

Lin Moyu had a sudden thought: "If I commit suicide, will I directly return to the demon king's body?"

Mo Wushuang answered truthfully: "I don't know."

Lin Moyu: "..."

Mo Wushuang glanced sideways at Lin Moyu and said: "The Demon Lord is currently in a state of calamity. If the soul returns to the body before the calamity is completed, do you think there will be any impact? ?”

Lin Moyu stretched out her hand and rubbed the center of her brow: "I'm afraid I'll lose my mind."

Mo Wushuang said quietly: "You can try it."

Lin Moyu couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth and said, "It's not easy to try this kind of thing."

Mo Wushuang shut up and stopped talking again.

Lin Moyu looked at Mo Wushuang's face, suddenly chuckled, and said with hooked lips: "I didn't expect that the fate between you and me was already tied in the previous life."

He liked this feeling very much.

But he actually felt jealous of himself before?

Looking back now, it's really weird.