God of War, he is possessed again

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Qingyuan slowly opened her eyes, propped herself up and sat up.

Hiss - what happened?Why does his head hurt like it's about to explode?

After seeing everything in front of him clearly, Feng Qingyuan was a little stunned for a moment.

The Liquan Pool in the East District has been evaporated, and the spirit grass and trees are in a mess.Feng Jiutian, the patriarch of the Huofeng Clan, was completely black and in a state of distress. Another handsome man was walking towards the patriarch with Feng Xiaoxiao in his arms. Beside him was a sword cultivator with a cold expression.

Ah, he remembered, the person holding Feng Xiaoxiao was not the entertainer and entertainer he had seen in the Sky Auction, the other person seemed to be called Ling Xiao.

They also drank with Qi Tian, ​​and then went to Changhong Pie together...

Hiss—why did he go to the Changhong School with those people?When did he enter the Fire Phoenix Secret Realm?He... is he looking for something?

After handing Feng Xiaoxiao to Feng Jiutian, You Ling looked back at Feng Qingyuan who was at a loss and at a loss, and sighed.

Ling Xiao shook his head, and said emotionally, "I don't really understand."

He really didn't understand why this woman had to kill her by Feng Qingyuan himself, but then erased his memory at the last moment.

But You Ling understood—after suffering for so long, to die at the hands of her lover was the girl's last luxury; and she erased his memory in the hope that Feng Qingyuan would not be bound by this guilt in the future, live happily ever after...

This is her deepest love for him.

Feng Jiutian held Feng Xiaoxiao in his arms, and said seriously: "Thank you for your help today."

You Ling saluted: "The patriarch is very polite."

Feng Jiutian looked at the already dilapidated Huofeng Secret Realm, and said hoarsely, "I know that you two came here for the sycamore tree, but it's a pity... that the sycamore tree has fallen leaves because of the pollution of that demon species. I'm afraid... the tree has been destroyed."

More than just a sycamore forest?Ninety percent of the plants in the secret realm have withered, and the ones that barely survived, with the infiltration of the sweet spring water all over the ground, will die soon.If all the polluted Liquan water was evaporated with real fire, the Fire Phoenix Secret Realm would lose its source of aura.

In this situation, even a tough guy like Feng Jiutian would have hot eyes. This is the precious wealth accumulated since the time of our ancestors!

You Ling turned her head and opened her mouth: "Ling Xiao..."

Ling Xiao smiled at him: "I know what you mean, don't worry."

As he said that, he recruited Ah Tu, who was watching the whole show, and patted his ass: "It's time for you to work."

Ah Bald raised his head with a look of reluctance.

"If the sycamore tree dies, the hair on your head will never grow back... Only sycamore leaves can regenerate your feathers." Ling Xiao said lightly with his hands behind his back.

Ah Tu was shocked immediately.

Ling Xiao's hand brushed over its body, lifting the restriction placed on it.

In an instant, the coercion of the phoenix filled the entire space.

Feng Qingyuan, Feng Jiutian and several members of the Huofeng tribe who woke up from the coma looked over together, all showing expressions of extreme surprise.

I saw a little phoenix with colorful feathers soaring into the sky, the feathers reflected dazzling brilliance, only the tail feathers seemed to be on fire, which was so beautiful that it made people dazzled.

Little Caifeng flew slowly over the secret realm, while flying, she let go of her singing voice and sang an unknown song.

Youling involuntarily closed his eyes, and everyone followed suit... Only the dark-type briquettes were uncomfortable, and voluntarily hunched their buttocks into Ling Xiao's space.

This singing voice is so clear and beautiful, it contains the power to cleanse all filth, and immediately relaxes everyone's tense nerves.

Ling Xiao hooked the corners of his mouth, the little colorful phoenix of Goddess Nine Heavens is not just a fairy pet who can act coquettishly, it was born from the ashes of a three-legged black body and golden phoenix feathers, and its special ability is to purify—this song, It is a song of purification enough to remove darkness and filth.

Suddenly, Feng Qingyuan felt a burst of wetness on his face. Looking up, the sky in the secret realm unexpectedly began to drizzle.

The rain gradually increased, wetting the entire land of the Fire Phoenix Secret Realm.

Feng Jiutian was surprised to find that all the places that had been moistened by the rain, the scorched blackness faded, and a little bit of greenness emerged—all the polluted plants had regenerated!

……

"Patriarch, patriarch!" A clan member who went to investigate elsewhere ran back, almost weeping with joy, "Liquan, Liquan is starting to recover!"

At this moment, Feng Jiutian turned his head to look at You Ling and Ling Xiao again, and after looking at them for a long time, he tentatively asked, "You... came from above."

You Ling smiled and did not deny it.

Feng Jiutian laughed out loud—the sky is endless and their Huofeng Clan is too!

As long as Liquan is restored, it won't be long before the sycamore trees in the forbidden area will grow leaves again and regain their health.

While waiting, Feng Jiutian invited the two immortals to the holy place where the Huofeng tribe lived, and treated them well with the highest standard of treatment.

As for Feng Xiaoxiao, under You Ling's suggestion, Feng Jiutian did not seal his power again.

"Feng Xiaoxiao is a person with a pure heart. If she can be properly guided and learn to control her own power, it will definitely be a good thing with no harm."

Feng Jiutian was also deeply moved. As Grandpa Zeng, his greatest wish was to hope that Xiaoxiao would be carefree and have a smooth life.But how could he forget that this world of comprehension was originally a cruel world where the weak preyed on the strong. Sooner or later, he would be unable to protect his grandson. own up.

With the acquiescence of Grandpa Zeng, Feng Xiaoxiao turned into a little tail hanging behind the actor. All day long, she is a long-time actor and short-lived. She goes shopping, learns the piano, and plays with him. Ling Xiao can see how intimate she is. wanted to hit someone.

Forget it, I'm leaving in a few days, so bear with him for now!

……

On the other side, Feng Qingyuan also returned to the Tianyou Clan, but then fell ill for no reason.

According to what You Ling and Feng Jiutian said at the time, after the ghost-eyed blue devil accidentally discovered that he was a member of the Tianyou tribe, he attacked him, took away his fire feather, and then used him as a cover to enter the fire and phoenix secret realm.

Although this reason was full of loopholes, Feng Qingyuan had no choice but to stop asking when the parties were all silent.

He also tried to recall the situation at that time, but every time he thought about it deeply, he would have a splitting headache, so he no longer forced himself.But for some reason, whenever the night is quiet or when he is alone, a corner of his heart is often empty, as if a piece has been gouged out by something.

On this day, he came out of the clan in a state of irritability and walked aimlessly. Before he knew it, he came to the bustling Fule Town.

Suddenly, there was a joyful sound of beating gongs and drums in the distance.

Feng Qingyuan looked back, and saw a man in wedding dress, riding on a tall horse, walking forward vigorously, behind him, followed by a group of people, surrounded by a sedan chair, thin A slim silhouette was reflected on the car curtain.

It turned out that the groom's official went to welcome his bride...

Seeing that the team was coming this way, Feng Qingyuan consciously moved a few steps to the side, and squeezed in front of a flower seller.

The sedan chair passed by in front of him, a gust of wind blew up the curtain, and the bright red wedding dress just hit Feng Qingyuan's eyes, this scene was so familiar...

"Wow, what a beautiful bride!" The little flower seller sighed enviously, "Since Miss Feng Xian'er, this is the most beautiful..."

Feng Xianer?

"Who is Feng Xian'er?" Feng Qingyuan grabbed the little girl's hand and asked excitedly.

The little girl was taken aback and wanted to call someone, but after seeing the other person's appearance, her voice weakened immediately, and she explained: "Feng Xian'er... is, the bride of Changhong School's young master Yue Feng, what a pity The Changhong faction suffered a catastrophe a while ago, and many people died!"

"She... died too?"

The little girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Of course! It is said that there are almost no survivors in the sect..."

Feng Qingyuan let go of her hand.

The little girl rubbed her wrist and was about to complain, but after seeing the other person's appearance, she froze again: "Mr., Mr., why are you crying? Are you okay?"

Yeah?He cried?

Feng Qingyuan touched his cheek, really - before he knew it, tears were streaming down his face.

"Sorry." Feng Qingyuan took out a huge amount of spirit coins, randomly stuffed them into the little girl's hands, then turned around and disappeared into the distance.

The little girl looked back, was the direction the young master was going to be Cangshan Mountain?

……

After another seven days, finally—under the nourishment of Liquan, the sycamore forest in the forbidden area of ​​the secret realm regenerated its leaves.

In order to repay Youling and Ling Xiao's kindness to the Huofeng clan, Feng Jiutian not only took a piece of excellent wood from the holy tree, but also picked a sapling of sycamore sapling and gave it to them.

Ling Xiao planted the sapling in his own space, and in the future, he would not have to worry about the little musician having no materials to make the piano.

At this point, all the materials for making the violin had been collected, and the two discussed it, and planned to go to the remaining main cities in the Astral World, and then return to the Immortal World.

Knowing the news that You Ling and the others were leaving, Feng Xiaoxiao ruthlessly hugged the other's thigh, refusing to let go, and in the end it was Feng Jiutian who blew his beard and stared and scolded, and dragged the great-grandson back who was crooked at the elbow.

Feng Xiaoxiao endured it for a long time, but still couldn't hold it back, her tears flowed out like strings of beads, it was sad to cry, You Ling stretched out her hand, and finally fulfilled her long-cherished wish, pinching his bun-like face.

"Cultivate well, and come find me in the fairy world!"

"Yeah." Feng Xiaoxiao sniffed and nodded vigorously.

Ling Xiao squinted his eyes. He seemed to have foreseen the troubles in the future. Why is his little musician so rare?

……

Afterwards, the two went to Shuicheng as planned.

Unexpectedly, within two days of arriving in the city, You Ling felt that there was something unusual in the mustard space, and when he took it out, it turned out to be the blue nameplate that Guangling Shangxian gave him for contact.

On it, the place where the word "Ying" is printed has become blurred - this is a sign that the person it represents is in extreme weakness.

"Ling Xiao, it seems that something has happened to my brother Ying Bixie!" You Ling's expression suddenly became anxious.

Without saying a word, Ling Xiao grabbed him, rose into the air, and flew towards the direction they came from at that time.

"Let's go back now!"