On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

It rained heavily.

The torrential rain outside the cave was like a waterfall, and the entrance was covered with ivy. Fang Yuan closed his eyes tightly, sinking into a bizarre dream.

Everything in the dream was messed up. For a while, Hai Dongqing swept him off the cliff, and the world turned upside down; for a while, it was the day when he played the piano at Qingxia Peak when he was young, and Li Xiao brought some snacks. Xiaofan punched, Bai Yiyi sat on the side in a distorted manner, looking at them with a straight face.

"Brother,? This is my newly embroidered purse."

"Senior brother, try this freshly picked spring tea?"

"Brother, Elder Qu is looking for you..."

A face flashed in front of his eyes, but was interrupted by the sound of the wind waving a long whip. He was lying on the ground, and the people around him looked at him coldly, sometimes sniggering.Only Daoist Fan Yu pulled him up from the ground, couldn't see his face clearly, but let out a long sigh.

"Disciple, if you leave as a teacher, what should you do with yourself?"

Fang Yuan wanted to say something, but in the dream, another voice answered for him: "Master has a high level of cultivation, why did he leave suddenly, and the disciple has Master's protection? Others can't do anything about it!"

Everything that followed was similar to what he experienced, but very different.

He also went to the Five Continents Festival, but drove away Mo Xiaofan; he participated in the team competition, but was beaten up by Xie Qingshu; he also bought clothes for Mu Qiwu, but the eyes of that person in the dream were all It's chill.

Mu Qiwu was hijacked, and finally "Xiao Qing" rescued her, and he saw the two kissing each other.

Even kissed until the clothes were messy.

Even in the dream, Fang Yuan felt that his eyes were going to go blind.

Others believed that "Mu Qiwu" was Xiao Qing's woman, which was his weakness.

Xiao Qing, who was in the middle of a passionate kiss, gave him a cold look, and hugged the woman in her arms even tighter, "Fang Yuan" roared and ran away, wanting to leave Zhongtu and go back to the sect.

——He also ran on the road of Qingxia Peak, and time passed in the blink of an eye. Four years later, the billowing fire burned the entire fairy mountain.

There are dead bodies everywhere, all of which are familiar faces from the past.

"Hurry up!" In a daze, Master Fan Yu rushed up, but suddenly his throat was crushed by a hand, and he was thrown to the ground.

The visitor wore a half mask, commanding thousands of demons and ghosts, and the phantom of a phoenix appeared on him, looking down at him.

He also snapped his neck.

……

The fire burned to the sky, and the golden color of the flames condensed into a blood-colored Hibernate Shadow Stone, which was held in the hands of one person, recording everything about the catastrophe.

The man was wearing a black robe and smiled at him from a distance: "Eldest senior brother, you are the enemy of the whole world, and tens of thousands of families are besieging you."

Fang Yuan struggled to wake up, his breath was messy.

In the cave, a soft couch was built with large and small futons, and he was lying on it. There were faint voices near the entrance of the cave, one was Xiao Qing, and the other was King Guangling.

They seemed to be discussing something, but they couldn't really hear it. After a while, the outside voice stopped.

Mo Xiaofan squatted beside the futon, saw this and licked his chin.

After a while, Xiao Qing walked in: "Are you awake?"

Fang Yuan hummed: "Senior Xiao, where is this place?"

Xiao Qing stood in front of him: "It's a deserted island, and it will soon reach the north."

They fled all the way from the Eastern Continent, and in order to avoid the spiritual consciousness of a dozen or so Mahayanas, they flew directly to the vast sea on the east side of Middle Earth. They stopped for one night when they found a deserted island, and kept flying if they couldn't find it.

Fang Yuan didn't know where they were going, and was slightly at a loss.

Just because members of the Beisan family can't hurt Fenghuang doesn't mean they can't attack him. Xiao Qing hasn't completely controlled the situation yet, and the best thing for them is to stand by and not help each other.

And those people will find him sooner or later.

Fang Yuan stared at a corner of his Taoist robe, and suddenly said: "Senior Xiao, I am 23 years old this year."

23 years old, the original owner was also 23 years old when he was cannon fodder in the original book, also in early autumn, in this season.

Like fate.

It's just that he didn't understand why people outside would guess that he was the reincarnation of Fusang. Before he merged with Fusang, even Fang Yuan himself couldn't be sure.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Xiao Qing still had a faint scent of sandalwood on her body, her knuckles were slender, and she stroked his cheek slightly.

"23 years old, too young."

His voice was low, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes, "However, it is much bigger than before."

At that time, Fang Yuan was so immature that his face would turn red when he was teased casually. He believed everything he said, and he couldn't react when he was cheated.

But he was so frank that no one could cast darkness on him.

He followed behind him ignorantly, not afraid of him, picked up the demon pills while carrying his injuries, and secretly learned from the side when he fell down.

He is going to leave this person's loveliest and most precious years, little by little to develop into what he is now, from a teenager to a lover who walks side by side.

Lips pressed together, and the young man's waist was hugged.

Mo Xiaofan consciously shut himself off and got into the futon.

Fang Yuan seemed to be serious about kissing, not shy, but he was holding a bit of hibiscus cloth in his hand, and his eyelashes were trembling slightly.

He was not afraid of Xiao Qing asking for a plundering kiss, but he was a little wary of such a gentle kiss. He paused for a while, those deep eyes stared at him, the tears and moles under his eyes were shining a little, his lips and tongue were slow and slow, and he took it in. It's all the other person's breath.

Warm, lingering.

All love.

"Xiao Qing," Fang Yuan called out his name softly, "Let's go to another world."

There are more than a dozen Mahayanas, going up to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan. Even if they hide in a secret place, someone will follow them through divination. They can't hide unless they are not here.The space-time turbulence entering the edge of the continent is dangerous, but there is always a chance.

He knew that Xiao Qing and Mo Xiaofan would not leave him behind, the words of separation were meaningless, but made people sad.

Before the words finished, the young man blocked his lips.

After a while, Xiao Qing let him go, and the corner of her lips raised slightly: "You can trust me."

"letter."

Xiao Qing smiled slowly: "I will protect you without worry, no one can touch a single hair of yours."

……

……

As Fang Yuan expected, the people in the cultivation world quickly deduced their location and killed them aggressively.

Xiao Dao was crushed to pieces by the giant palm, and Yun Yun laughed wildly: "Where are you running—!"

Yang Heng opened the passage: "The ghost world has opened! Let's go!"

Gao Zhang picked up Mo Xiaofan and was the first to rush in wearing a black robe. Before he could react, Mo Xiaofan was hit with acupuncture points all over his body. He lifted his neck and was fed the pill and passed out.

Fang Yuan was slightly taken aback, Xiao Qing also rushed in with his arms around him, his eyes were deep: "He is under the care of Gao Zhang, his life is safe."

After Yang Heng made a decision, his ghostly aura was easily uncontrollable, so he jumped back and closed the passage under the coercion of Mahayana.

But this can only be delayed for a while. In the Mahayana, there is a living dead who is proficient in ghosts, but he also tore apart the space in a moment: "Chasing!"

The entrance was just above Fengdu, as soon as a dozen Mahayanas and hundreds of Dujies poured in, Hehe Faguang almost destroyed half of the ghost city, and the ghosts fled, screaming.

"The cultivation world is deceiving people too much! If the old man doesn't give us a way to survive today, we will invade the world in the future and make your disciples and grandchildren die!"

Yunyun backhanded a critical blow, cutting Wangcheng in half.

A ghost yelled: "You openly despise the law of heaven and destroy my ghost domain, I'll see how you ascend!"

All of a sudden, there was a strong gloomy wind, Gaozhang mingled in the ghost tide and held his breath, like a drop of water falling into the sea, no one could find him again.

Yang Heng is the same, the more he flies, the more he deviates, and in the eyes of all the Taoist cultivators, only Xiao Qing, who is shrouded in the phoenix, is left.Xiao Qing flicked her sleeves to open the passage and returned to the world.

Fang Yuan turned his head and gave them a cold look.

Yidu Jie said angrily: "Chase!"

Perhaps it was because of the lack of time, but Phoenix didn't close the passage. After the mighty group of people blasted the ghost world to pieces, they filed out and chased after them.

Soon, they found that the place where the entrance was located was not on the deserted island, but went to the north.

"The capital of the kingdom of the gods!"

Thinking of those old fellows of the Beisan family who were closed to death, the group restrained their coercion a little bit, but they still pursued closely, only a few miles behind Xiao Qing.

If it weren't for their coercion being useless against Phoenix, Fang Yuan would have been crushed to the ground long ago, how could he escape.Although he is the reincarnation of Fusang, his blood has not been fully awakened, except for the smell that resembles a furnace, everything else is perfectly disguised.

Thanks to the Hiding Shadow Stone that recorded the catastrophe, it openly placed the picture above the Holy Land of Wumi.

Otherwise they will miss this wonderful opportunity——

Not only the Mu Xin in his dantian, but also his flesh and blood, melted into the pill furnace and refined into pills, the benefits are astonishing.

The Shenchao Kingdom was as quiet as dead, no one raised their heads, and there was not a single sound.

It has long been emptied.

"They responded quickly." Xiao Qing smiled lightly, but there was no trace of a smile in her eyes, "We need a reward."

Fang Yuan looked at him quietly: "Where are we going?"

"The vast platform."

"What's that place?"

"It is the altar of the Yan Dynasty, surrounded by mountains, and the scenery is extremely beautiful. It is also the mausoleum of the gods and emperors of the past."

Fang Yuan just smiled: "Is it the same hole, then I will sleep with the biggest one."

Xiao Qing curled the corners of her lips and hugged him even tighter.

The Phoenix bloodline could easily open the barrier near the mausoleum, and the two quickly came to the vast platform and landed in the center.This is indeed a beautiful place with magnificent scenery. There are many mountains, almost covering the sky, surrounded by old trees and pines, and it is cold and quiet.

Because of the extraordinary significance here, the monks who were chasing him had some scruples, and compressed the spiritual power of breaking the formation to a certain range without fanfare.

Fang Yuan looked at the enchantment swaying like water, and the colorful lights outside, and held Xiao Qing's hand tightly.

It was getting dark, and the enchantment was starting to fade.

Even the dozen or so Mahayanas who have gone through countless storms can't help but show an expression of certainty, and someone said: "The phoenix is ​​a natural born divine bird. If you leave, we will not make things difficult for you!"

Fang Yuan looked at him.

Xiao Qing raised her hand, trimmed his forehead and hair for him, tightened the cloak, focused her eyes, and took her time.

"Do you believe me?"

Fang Yuan nodded again: "I believe."

Xiao Qing's expression was extremely gentle, he copied Fang Yuan's eyebrows and eyes for the first time when he woke up, as if he wanted to imprint him in his heart.

He said, "Close your eyes."

Fang Yuan closed his eyes, and the hand slowly let go of him, the surrounding was dark, he listened to the sound of the wind, his heart beating like a drum.

Tens of thousands of mountains surrounded him.

Suddenly, he felt a thin layer of red covering his eyelids. He didn't know if it was the setting sun or the gorgeous tail feathers of the phoenix. It was as bright as fire and set everything on fire.

He finally heard a clear cry——

The howling wind rushed down from above, turning into a warm cocoon, wrapping his flesh and bones.

But the people outside the barrier suddenly distorted their faces:

"Stop him!"

"quick--!"

"stop!"

More than a dozen Mahayanas didn't care about the Beisanjia, and tried their best to break through the barrier, but it was too late. The phoenix soaring into the sky dropped the vast divine fire, and opened its huge beak downwards, swallowing the young people on the vast platform And do.

"You dare! You dare!" A black light flashed in You Da Neng's eyes, "That's mine, mine—!"

What answered him was the "momentum" that suddenly rose around the mausoleum, the mountains roared, and the ancient and complicated sky patterns lit up on the vast platform, reflecting the blood red of the phoenix that stayed in midair and folded its wings.

An ancient will awakened from the ground, howling like a gale, like a giant leaning over to stare at this deep cold valley.

"This is?!"

"Not good," someone panicked, "Run! The altar is alive, the altar is alive! The phoenix wants Nirvana!"

But it was too late, the force of will blocked the mountains, black clouds pressed against the sky, and the terrifying thunderstorm surged, glowing with colorful auras.

Dacheng's face was pale: "Seven-colored thunder calamity...Ascension calamity!"

Shenchao claims to be the descendants of the Phoenix because they are indeed the "descendants" of the Phoenix.

Phoenix commits suicide. Before he dies, he falls into the land of death and life in the ghost world, and meets the Xie clan who have been guarding Naihe for generations.

It gave the ancestors of the gods a bone.

He also gave him blood.

Xiao Qing didn't understand it before, but now she understands that the blood left by the phoenix is ​​to represent it and accompany the tree planted by the hibiscus.

Those mushrooms, vines, big trees, bits and pieces.

This desire will continue with the continuation of the God Dynasty. The God Emperor is the descendant of the Phoenix. Their tomb is here, and that "will" is also here.And gathered for tens of millions of years, sleeping in the ground.

Nirvana here is true recovery.

"Since you want to ascend in the daytime so much, Gu will fulfill you!"

In ancient times, a divine catastrophe caused the gods to escape, the demons to go crazy, and to do whatever they could to survive. Only the human race escaped.But now that life is so comfortable, people in the comprehension world gradually forget who was the one who propped up the sky and withstood the majesty of heaven's punishment, so that the five continents were not smashed by the thunder calamity, and they had the leisure to fight each other to the death .

The Divine Phoenix spread its wings, screamed towards the sky, and flew towards the various Mahayana monks in the storm, attracting Thunder Calamity to also bombard them.

There are mountains with thick and thick thunder that are magnificent red, flowing with chaotic black. This is not only the calamity of ascension, but also the calamity of ancient gods. Even the immortals of the fairy world dare not touch it easily, let alone the mere Mahayana.

With a split, it vanishes into ashes.

Blast thousands of feet away——

The divine phoenix held the thunder ball, its golden demon pupils showing a violent look, and smashed the thunder ball over, dozens of crossing catastrophes flew out like kites with broken strings, their bones and blood melted and turned into hot golden beads.

Among the gods of the prehistoric world, except for Fusang, there has never been a single person who is kind.

And if they hadn't done whatever they wanted, the Dao of Heaven would not have reorganized and sent down the Conferred God Tribulation in order to check and balance to survive.

"Ah! I was wrong! I was wrong!! Let me go! Let me go!!"

The last cry of begging for mercy was lost in the thunderstorm, and all the cultivators who entered the mausoleum mountains were slaughtered, and the Divine Phoenix perched on the vast platform, waiting for the next thunder disaster.

This thunder disaster will last for 360 days, if you win, you will live, if you lose, you will die.

And it has to win—

Because it has a small white cocoon in its belly.

===four volumes · end===

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