Doomsday pen fairy

4.9

But no matter how worried they are, it's other people's business. If their parents don't handle it well, it's useless for them to worry so much.

Immortal Zhuxian Terrace, the iron chains are still the four iron chains, just after the scorching fire stopped, a ball of coke is gradually returning to a human shape, after a few minutes, the head finally sees the face clearly, and only part of the hair has recovered. Still on the body of coke.

Yu He turned pale and raised his head to Huode Xingjun quietly, then looked down at the people watching the execution in the distance, and asked, "How heavy is it?"

"The holy king has already suffered four levels of fire, and there are still five levels left. Do you want to rest?" Huode Xingjun's voice came from mid-air.

Yu He doesn't have much friendship with Huode Xingjun, but he has a good relationship with Shuide Xingjun. The two Xingjun are best friends. Although Huodexing Lord dare not reduce the power of the fire penalty privately, he has the right to control the frequency There are still.

If Yu He wanted to, he could be burned at the stake for a few days.

Where is Yu He willing to waste time?He felt distressed for the time he spent recovering.

"Trouble Xingjun to continue, I can still bear it."

There was another Guiling Holy Mother, Yu He's fourth senior sister, watching the raging flames ignited again on the Zhuxian Terrace. Her usually calm face was almost wrinkled.

Yu He entered Penglai by coincidence since he was a child. By coincidence, he obtained the cultivation base of ten thousand years and was accepted as a closed disciple by the leader of Tongtian.

Brothers and sisters are also like fathers and mothers, and this may lead to Yu He's innocence when he was [-] years old and still brought his children, so he was confused for nine lifetimes, made a big mistake, and ruined his ten thousand years of cultivation.

Thinking about it now, all of them were wrong and distressed, but there was nothing they could do.

Shao Siming came to the side of the Virgin of Guiling, grabbed the sleeve of the Virgin of Guiling and whispered: "Sister Guiling, Yu He is not too reluctant."

"That's what he meant, otherwise Huode Xingjun would be embarrassing to others?" The Guiling Virgin was distressed and helpless, and hated that iron could not be made into steel. The matter of Xuancao... he has even done treasonous things, so is he still afraid of this small fire?"

Nezha was holding the red-tasseled gun, but he was full of admiration: "This is a man who has been tortured four times without shouting. I couldn't help but howl when my father imprisoned me in the Linglong Tower, not to mention the nine heavenly fires. "

Erlang Shen glanced at Nezha with three eyes: "Why don't you suffer for him?"

Nezha shuddered: "Please spare me, if I stand in the way, the Jade Emperor will probably burn me alive, and the best result is to swim in the pool of reincarnation of the Six Paths."

Although the Nine Layers of Heavenly Fire is difficult to endure, it will not harm lives. In the fairy world, as long as it does not harm lives or abolish mana, then it is nothing. Although it hurts the cultivation base, it won't hurt the foundation too much.

After hearing Nezha's words, the Holy Mother of Guiling sighed half-sighed: "That's right, it's better than the Six Paths Samsara Pool."

The Tower of Six Paths of Reincarnation, the marshal of the canopy who was in charge of a hundred thousand sailors back then was so powerful and powerful, passed through the pool of Six Paths of Reincarnation and demoted to the next generation, and became a third-rate goblin.

Those with high cultivation bases will wash away their foundations and cultivation bases, while those with low cultivation bases... only the pure soul can come out of it, clean, nothing, as if they have returned to the beginning of reincarnation, for... ...Six Paths Samsara Pool.

Feng Zixuan's "illness" was always good and bad, but Feng Zixuan was used to it, and he was happy to chat with tens of thousands of people when he had nothing to do.There are no big things in the village, and Feng Mu, who has no work, can bring back a lot of gossip every time she goes out for a walk, and those trivial things are more interesting than watching the news.

The weather is cold, but the houses in every household are burning hot, and there is no need to do farm work. Apart from watching TV and chatting online, people in the village move around more frequently, and the relationship is more harmonious.

Feng Zixuan lives by counting the calendar. Seeing that the time for Chinese New Year is getting closer and closer, he pays attention to increasing his age by one year. After this year, Feng Zixuan will be nineteen years old. It's three months too.

Eighteen years old, officially entered the ranks of adults.

The current Feng Zixuan is really at the age when Pining wants to grow up, and he feels that he knows everything, so he has nothing to fear.

It snowed lightly on Xiaonian's day. It has been two months without snow and only windy weather. The original snow on the ground was almost blown away. Finally, the wind stopped, and a little snow looked quite emotional.

The last market before the Spring Festival, with the lessons learned from last year, the villagers have actually bought their New Year’s goods in advance, and most of them go to the market at this time to join in the fun and rarely buy anything.

Feng Zixuan also led the little mouse and little luotou back to the market, Feng Zihao bought some fireworks and small firecrackers, and little luotou didn't leave his eyes from the hawker who bought candied haws.

Feng Zixuan noticed Little Luobotou's behavior, and finally felt like a child.

I directly bought six bunches of candied haws for three people, and took the remaining three bunches back. If my parents didn’t eat them, they would have time to eat them again. Anyway, the candied haws outside in winter is not afraid of spoiling.

One bite of a red fruit, sweet and crispy on the outside, sour and soft on the inside, mixed with an excellent layer of taste, coupled with the cold temperature, the tongue will be saliva, it is very delicious.

Feng Zixuan hadn't eaten candied haws for a short time, and the last time he ate it seemed to be in front of the school when he was in school.After eating two more hawthorn fruits, he suddenly had the idea to give Yu He a taste, and then Feng Zixuan threw this idea out of his mind. How long has Yu He lived?How could he have such a mouthful of candied haws?

There are barbecue fried skewers to buy as much as you want, and a half dozen children brought two children back home with a full stomach, in exchange for Feng's mother's nagging.

The three of them wiped the cumin on their mouths with tissue paper, smiling especially contentedly.

At the age of 31, the family was busy with the New Year's Eve dinner together. Feng Zihao was the type who would help if he didn't make trouble. Xiaoluotou wanted to help peel potatoes, and Feng's mother was afraid that he would get his hands on it. In fact, there were only three members of the family doing the work.

Making dough stuffing and rolling dough, Feng Fu and Feng Zixuan can't do everything. Standing in the kitchen is not enough for Feng's mother to roll her eyes. Fortunately, they can be used when making dumplings, and at least they can get back some face.

The fireworks outside the window are bright, and every household has a tacit understanding. After one family has finished setting off, the other family will set off, almost never at the same time.

It seems to be a bit of a comparison, the most extravagant one set off fireworks worth more than 3000 yuan, as if half of the sky was smudged with splendor, which is too beautiful to behold.

The fireworks next door are about to run out, and the savings at home have doubled this year. It can be said that they have a successful career, and of course they have to celebrate on this day.

When the fireworks started next door, Feng Zihao clamored to go out to set off the fireworks and asked him to light the fire.This year's Chinese New Year, let the children make trouble.

Zombie Fireworks moved to the yard, and after making sure there were no flammable objects around, Feng Zihao asked Feng Zihao to light it with a long lighter.

The whole family blocked their ears, Xiaoluotou hid behind Feng Zixuan and stretched out his head to look. After the fuse was burned, the sound of fireworks entered the ears, and the sky was once again brilliantly colored, smelling the smell of fireworks from each family in the air. And the food is fragrant, although the taste of the new year is weak, life is better.

Another safe and peaceful New Year.

Feng Zixuan smacked his mouth contentedly, and rubbed the top of Xiaoluotou's head with his hand.

Watching the Spring Festival Gala and eating dumplings that night, the family enjoyed the New Year’s Eve dinner, and went back to their houses to watch the new year. What happened last year, this year’s Feng Zixuan could only hold the jade bamboo Xiao in a daze.

When he was free, he would blow Yuzhu Xiao away and watch more teaching videos on the Internet. After a long time, Feng Zixuan really learned some tricks and learned some simple songs.

It's just that Yuzhu Xiao is still icy and cold, looking at things and thinking about people, the more he looks, the more he looks like someone far away in the sky.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year's Day, adults should not go out, but children don't need to be so troublesome. From the third day of junior high school, they have to visit everywhere. The younger generation will go to the elders' home to pay New Year's greetings, and they must prepare enough lucky money. Others give their children lucky money , I have to give to others.

At this time, the comparison is whose family has more children, and having more children is equal to earning money.It's hard to say whose pocket the new year's money will go into in the end.

In fact, Feng Zixuan hated this time the most. Grandpa and grandma got it early, and the whole family went to grandma's house on the third day of the new year.The immediate family members are actually the uncle's family. People in the village, no matter how far or near, as long as they have elders, they will go to see it.

When I saw Feng Fu Feng Mu, I couldn't help talking.

It's okay to say that, in previous years, what Feng Zixuan hated the most was the passing of his aunt's family. It's not good to blush during the New Year's Eve, and they just rely on the New Year's Eve to make trouble.

Uncle had a hard time in the past few years, and they couldn't take advantage of it. When celebrating the New Year together, I wish I could try my best to take advantage of my father and mother.His son, who is 22, still has the cheek to beg for New Year's money, and even said bitterly that it was his family when he gave a red ticket.

When eating, I only borrow money when there are many people at the table, and the loan is [-] to [-] yuan, and I have never exchanged it.Anyway, we don't meet each other on weekdays, and we can't collect debts when we meet again during the Chinese New Year. After all these years, there are only tens of thousands.

Last time when they got into trouble, they rushed to drive them away and didn't get involved in this matter. Now that it's Chinese New Year, I'm afraid it's time for them to borrow money again this year.And this time I am afraid that the lion opened his mouth.

Feng Zixuan, who was lying in bed waiting for the New Year's Eve, thought more and more. Last year at this time because of the hug, Yu He didn't speak, and Feng Zixuan was embarrassed, so he didn't mention it to Yu He. This year, Yu He is gone. It's really good to deal with It's a little tricky.

People who celebrate the Chinese New Year can't tear their skins open. If there are too many people, how can they refuse to borrow money with the cheek?

Turning over and over again on the bed, I finally opened the door and went to the little carrot head room next door.

Isn't Yu He here and his godson?Anyway, they are all gods, so let's have some fun for Little Luootou as a New Year's eve.