After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

"Master."

Lan Xing supported Rong Yi, and his voice gradually became anxious, "Master?"

Rong Yi's face was getting paler and paler. After Lan Xing asked this sentence, he said in a low voice, "First—stop—I want to sleep for a while."

"Master—" Rong Yi's body fell limply while still uttering half a word, Lan Xing reached out and hugged him in his arms, feeling a bit at a loss.

The wet blood stains penetrated the clothes, and it was wet and cool.Lan Xing glanced at the sky subconsciously, the light of Mingxing has never been as dim as it is today.

He is Ming Xing, why is he so weak?

"Ming Xing is the lone star of the evil spirit!"

In the dream someone whispered, "We can all see it, but can't he see it himself? His parents are dead,... Xing Qin is also dead, who dares to go to him in the future, who dares to raise him?"

"That is, although he is Ming Xing,... but we Phoenix,... it is considered complete to find a nurturing person in our lifetime, but I think it is difficult for Ming Xing to find a nurturing person."

"Hush, keep your voice down, don't let Ming Xing hear these words, he just took a nap in the back, hurry up, if you make him angry, we won't have a good life."

"Oh, what a hassle. They are all studying in Brahma, why should he ask us to avoid him everywhere? We choose a master based on his wishes—how annoying!"

……

Brahma's three thousand worlds, one step at a time.The little phoenixes gathered by the lotus pond dispersed, behind them a sea of ​​flowers surged, and a boy in pink and white clothes appeared behind the flowers.

He was young then, but he doesn't remember exactly how young—his training in Brahma was too long, too long.A hundred years have passed in the heavenly world, and ten thousand years have passed in the human world. He is always alone, living with the little dragons in his empty Phoenix Hall.

He stood there for a while, then turned around uninterestedly, and left.

angry?He is not the bad-tempered Phoenix.He had heard a lot of this kind of discussion since he was a child, but he was not angry, maybe he was used to it.

He changed back to his original body, a small round bird with thick and soft wings, emitting golden light in the sun, and the edges are extremely dazzling.

There was no one to comb him anymore, so he used his sharp short beak to comb randomly, but it was difficult to turn around and clean the fluff on his back. After combing himself for a while, he suddenly stopped and stared blankly for a while.

He was starting to feel a little bored, and he thought maybe he really needed a feeder.Because he needs to preen his feathers.

He has nothing to do in Brahma, he doesn't go to class, and he has played all the places that can be played in the heaven.The old gods gather to talk every day, and the young gods have their own things to do. His peers are afraid of him, and he usually only loves to go to the isolated island full of prana.

There were no people there, only some birds who had just developed their spiritual awareness and were still working hard to practice.

Rong Yi then rode through the clouds and went to that island again.

He picked some fruits at random, found a tree to lie down, and closed his eyes to listen to the birds chirping in his ear about the latest news.From the quarrel between Yuelao and Bai Ze, all the way to which god has ascended from Brahma... nothing new.

He turned over bored.

A clever Bi Fangniao helped him peel the skin and handed it over, asking, "Is there anything bothering Mingxing?"

"Not really." Rong Yi took the practice and took a bite, "It's just boring. You can't just go to the human world, so is there anything interesting in the heavenly world?"

The other birds all chattered.

The world of demons and demons is dangerous, and most of them are ghosts and monsters. Before the great achievement of cultivation, they are not too beautiful, Rong Yi vetoed it; the sixteen realms under Brahma, the executor of the God Realm, Rong Yi is not interested - it is nothing more than another God Realm , People worship him, and they have to follow the rules everywhere, which is boring.

"God must have been to all known places, or he has no interest, what about unknown places?" Bi Fangniao said, "I have heard people mention that when the Gods Astrolabe was born, there were many ancient gods, Live the same life as heaven and earth. Things that cannot be explained in today's God Realm may be related to them—such as the fate of the gods, the love of the gods. But so far no one knows where they are."

"Haven't the ancient gods and the group of Pangu and Nuwa been extinct for a long time?" Rong Yi said.

He was able to remember these two names because he read his homework as a storybook when he was in class, and only picked out interesting stories of characters to remember.

"It stands to reason so, but there are more gods. What they did in the first place, when they died, and where they buried their bones are still mysteries. We can still see the remains of mending the sky in places where the sky is not in the sky. . . . but I don’t know any more.”

Bi Fang came over mysteriously: "I also read it in an ancient book by chance, it may not be true. I heard that there are still places like the Uncirculated Heaven in today's God Realm, and they have not been recognized yet. We found that there must be higher-level gods there, who are much older and more powerful than the gods of our generation. Perhaps their relationship with the heavens is the relationship between the heavens and the gods. Their controllers us."

"What about luck that day?" Rong Yi opened her eyes and sat up from the tree.The branches of the peach blossom tree swayed slightly because of his movements. "The destiny is also controlled by them?"

"No one will know about that." Bi Fangniao scratched his head, "Fortune is something we can't break through now..."

"Okay, I'll look for it." Rong Yi said.

There was silence all around.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with his words or his decision, because he was Mingxing. If he wanted to find something, as long as it existed, he would definitely find it, and he would find it quickly.

Rong Yi fell from the treetops, landed lightly, reached out and touched Bi Fangniao's head: "Thank you, I'm going. I like your proposal very much."

When he flew away, Bi Fangniao screamed excitedly behind him: "Mingxing touched me! He even praised me! I can rise to the top!"

He pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled.

In fact, he is not very good at distinguishing between real kindness and kindness directed at his destiny.Because usually these two things are mixed together, to separate them is like separating a cloudy mud.

The flowing clouds in the heaven are scattered all over, and each cloud is covered with beautiful and bright colors, which are gradually layered and beautiful.But he was tired of watching it, and just flapped his little wings casually, flying up and down.

Soon, he broke into a cloud of fog.

He actually doesn't know the direction anymore, but he doesn't worry about getting lost—when he reaches a place he doesn't know, he just needs to think about where he wants to go back, or who he wants to pick him up, then he will definitely get his wish.

But he's come to have some fun for himself, and maybe find himself a feeder who can groom him, so he's in no rush to find his way.

The air around him was suddenly cold, and the breath he exhaled seemed to condense into ice.

The dark blue clouds rushed towards him, and Rong Yi was refreshed.

It was the first time he saw such a strange cloud color, dark blue, sometimes mixed with deep purple, red and bright yellow, prosperous and rich, but exuding a cold breath, like the dust and fog condensed in ancient times, chaotic and gorgeous, Wrap him tightly.

Rong Yi also felt a strong thrust at the same time, as if he was going to push him out of the cloud, he quickly flapped his wings even more vigorously, and at the same time spewed out Phoenix fire from his mouth, opening himself up in the freezing dust. way out.

After flying like this for an unknown amount of time, Rong Yi raised her head, and saw a majestic and ancient huge palace slowly emerging from the clouds and mist.

The palace was very old, more than why, he thought so.He has never seen this kind of deep blue palace in the heavens. It is not elegant and exquisite, but it stands tall and tall, like a city—even this word may be more appropriate, this place is obviously It is not a place to rest and enjoy. It must have experienced countless ups and downs in the past years.

Outside the palace, there is a towering green tree, the roots of which are so thick that hundreds of people might be surrounded by it, the top of the tree is verdant green, reaching straight into the sky, and the grain of the wood is filled with dense moss.

Even the dust will not be disturbed here, and the wind will stop.

Rong Yi had never seen such a strange place before, he flapped his wings, randomly chose an entrance he liked and broke in.This floor should be a place like a palace study, because there are rows of large windows.These windows have been sealed for a long time, and he arched them with his round and round body, but failed to get in.

It doesn't look like anyone lives here either.

He tilted his head, thought for a while, and then a phoenix fire spewed out, igniting the window lattice and window paper, but in an instant, the obstacles in front of him had been burned completely, and the window lattice fell to the ground with a bang and burned embers.

And behind the embers, a figure stood up in astonishment.

This person was silent, like a knife that had been sheathed for a long time.When he raised his eyes, Rong Yi saw his green eyes, like green gemstones.