After the death of the master, the rebels treated me in the crematorium [Transmigration Book]

In less than a quarter of an hour, the two arrived at the place.

Fang Xingjian originally thought that Ah Xi would become miserable, but when he sensed the child with his spiritual sense, he found that the reality was completely different.

Axi was surrounded by many powerful monster cultivators.

It was a high platform, and he was sitting on the top brightly, with a lot of fresh and juicy melons and fruits around him, and there were well-behaved fans on the left and right, all of whom looked dedicated.

The child's old clothes were replaced with a cloak made of goose yellow down, and he wore a fiery red spirit feather crown.

Seeing them, he was instantly pleasantly surprised: "Brother Fang!"

His voice fell into the ears of the group of bird people, and everyone's muscles tensed instantly, and they shook their heads vigilantly and fearfully to look at Fang Xingjian.

Fang Xingjian keenly sensed the opponent's hostility, so he just stood still and did not step forward.

A Xi didn't care about that much, he stepped down from the high platform, like a bird returning to the flock, and jumped into Fang Xingjian's arms briskly.

"Brother Fang, I'm finally waiting for you!"

Before Fang Xingjian could speak, Wen Ziyi behind him stretched out his index finger to touch Axi's forehead, pushed him away, and said in a cold voice:

"He doesn't like others approaching, so talk nicely."

Axi's body froze, so he could only take two steps back, and quietly raised his head to look at Wen Ziyi, only to feel that this person was more indifferent than usual.

Fang Xingjian chuckled lightly: "It will be great when you also have this self-awareness."

Wen Ziyi immediately withdrew her coldness, and even showed a slight smile:

"I'm different from Axi, I want to accompany you by your side."

This kid is getting thicker and thicker, Fang Xingjian didn't talk to him too much, his spiritual sense swept across the group of people in front of him, and turned to Axi:

"How is this going?"

A Xi's child is lively, even if Wen Ziyi threatened him just a moment ago and mentioned a topic of interest, he regained his mood quickly.

He blinked slyly, lowered his voice and whispered:

"Brother Fang, do you think it's strange? As soon as I woke up, I was surrounded by this group of bird people. They insisted on calling me Your Highness, making me eat this and that, changing my clothes and tying my hair."

"He also helped me to draw Qi into my body, saying that I can only cultivate aura and not touch magic energy—"

"Hey, I never thought I could practice."

He was like a scholar who got good grades in an exam, eager to ask for a compliment from his master, staring at Fang Xingjian with bright red pupils, and punched Fang Xingjian twice in the air hahaha.

Hearing what he meant, Fang Xingjian raised his eyebrows in surprise, and immediately took Axi to check his spiritual veins, only to find that he already had the third level of Qi training!

In just a few days, he has achieved such a speed of cultivation, which is indeed a good seed he has identified.

He rubbed A Xi's head with his hands, the red feathers lingered around his fingertips, and the tentacles were warm, which made people feel happy.

This temperature surprised him. After thinking for a while, Fang Xingjian realized that it was so.

He withdrew his hand and asked calmly, "Do you know what kind of feather this is?"

Hearing his mention, Axi rolled his eyes and looked up in a daze, only to catch a glimpse of red, so he pulled out the next one and rubbed it in his palm to play with.

The birds not far away suddenly widened their eyes, with a reckless expression on their faces.

A Xi only looked at Fang Xingjian, put the feathers on his head again, and clapped his hands, "I don't know, maybe it's the fur of a monster?"

"Monster?" Fang Xingjian chuckled lightly, "This is Xuanfeng Lingyu. One of the majestic four beasts, Xuanfengniao, is called a monster. You speak loudly."

Although Axi didn't know what Xuanfeng was, but Fang Xingjian praised it, it was not an ordinary thing, and his expression froze slightly.

When he was in a daze, an old man with a white beard had already stepped forward. He was an elder of the Xuanfengniao clan. He had arranged Axi's food, clothing, housing and transportation these days. He was kind, wise and shrewd.

The elder cupped his hands towards Fang Xingjian and said with a smile:

"No wonder Your Highness is concerned, Mr. is well-read and knowledgeable, yet he can recognize Xuanfeng Lingyu."

Fang Xingjian nodded in greeting. Xuanfeng Lingyu is a rare thing. In the original book, Jin Chi killed countless Xuanfeng birds, took their feathers, and wove them into blankets and sent them to Bai Xinghua.

This blanket is warm to the touch and can clean itself. The two fought hundreds of rounds on it, and the author was willing to write. When writing about Bai Xinghua's fair complexion and sweaty sweat, he would use this red blanket as a comparison.

It was really impossible not to leave a deep impression on Fang Xingjian.

It's just that Axi is Xuanfeng's descendant?

Thinking of this, Fang Xingjian asked suspiciously: "Ah Xi grew up in Wanchao City, so you are so sure that he is your Highness?"

The elder's face froze for a moment, and in the blink of an eye he restored his smiling face just now:

"Your Highness's eyes are red, which symbolizes the pure blood. We can't judge wrongly. The Xuanfengniao family has been waiting for His Highness for a long time."

Fang Xingjian didn't respond, but just stroked the hilt of the sword, trying to find some clues from the original book.

The old man didn't want to talk about it, so he changed the subject after a few sentences.

"Sir, please come and sit in the palace. His Highness has already sent someone to look for another girl. When I find her, I will personally send a few of them back to Xijin City, okay?"

"Oh?"

The elder looked at them with a smile, but spoke very tactfully. He regarded them as guests, and Axi became the master of the Xuanfengniao clan.

I'm afraid he won't let Axi go easily.

After getting along a few times, A Xi chattered by his side, which was considered some kind of fate.

After breaking through the Demon Realm and returning to the human world, where the aura is abundant, it is not difficult to take Axi back to practice.

I just don't know what Axi is thinking.

Before he could think about it, a well-behaved maid had already walked up in front of him, leading Fang Xingjian and Wen Ziyi to the main hall.

Even though he only stayed for a few days, Axi was always lively and cheerful, and Xuan Fengniao respected him as His Highness, so they got along very well.

Not seeing each other for a while, he ran to Fang Xingjian seat, brought melons and fruits as if offering treasures, twisted one and brought it to his mouth, and said joyfully:

"Brother Fang, I have selected some of the most delicious ones, you should try them quickly."

Before Fang Xingjian could speak, Wen Ziyi took the fruit in his hand, threw it back into the fruit plate, and said coldly: "No need, brother doesn't like to eat these sweet and greasy things."

Axi was a little scared of him, and put down his hands embarrassingly, only feeling the hair on his back.

He has clearly cultivated Qi into his body, he can be regarded as a monk, how could he be more afraid of Chiyu than before?

"Okay, don't scare him." Fang Xingjian clearly felt the killing intent emanating from Chiyu's body, and frowned slightly.

He thought that Chiyu could already accept Axi's existence, why did he become so tough now, like a different person.

Wen Ziyi lowered her eyes to cover the indifference in her pupils, reached out to grab Fang Xingjian's palm, stroked his fingertips carefully, and nodded her approval.

Fang Xingjian frowned displeased, and wanted to withdraw his hand: "Why do you always like to cling to me recently?"

Wen Ziyi didn't even need to think about it, and said casually: "The scent of Xuanfengniao on your hands will attract their natural enemies."

Fang Xingjian curled his lips helplessly: "How old do you think I am, would you believe such words?"

Wen Ziyi smiled slightly: "I just want to get closer to you, so that brother will believe it?"

Fang Xingjian was talking, and just about to refute, he heard the sound of a wooden wheel rolling from the main hall, and immediately stopped thinking about arguing with "Chiyu" and let him pull it.

The spiritual consciousness was not far away, only to realize that the one who was pushed in was Gong Wuyou who was sitting on the wooden chair.

When I saw this little girl for the first time, I thought she was arrogant, but when I saw her again this time, I felt like a big change.

The wavy silver hair is scattered behind the head, and the beautiful blue-gold fishtail is leaning on the seat, looking at the person in front of him vigilantly, but he is less panicked.

It wasn't until she saw Fang Xingjian's face that she showed a surprised expression and suddenly realized: "So it's you."

Axi also said happily: "Miss Gong! It's easy for me to find!"

However, the noise outside the main hall still continued. After a while, the red-faced little guard dragged in another magic cultivator. The man was clinging to the ground, panting heavily, and his hair was wet with sweat, greasy on his cheeks.

The little guard wiped his sweat, covered his nose, and said in a hoarse voice: "I also found this person near the teleportation formation. I wonder if he is a friend of His Highness, so I brought them in together."

Covering his nose was not because of the smell of sweat from this man, but as he entered the door, the hall was enveloped by a strong fragrance, and everyone present was short of breath, even the old man couldn't help but blush.

It turned out to be the secret medicine of the succubus.

Some were emotionally unstable and wanted to step forward in a daze, but were knocked unconscious by the hand of the companion next to them, and knelt beside them and begged His Highness for forgiveness.

Sitting upright without changing color, only Wen Ziyi by Fang Xingjian's hand was left.

Even Fang Xingjian was agitated by the strong smell, but he was mentally tough and would not be easily controlled, but his five senses seemed to be doubled.

The person next to him got up from his seat, and the wooden chair made a soft rubbing sound, and in the blink of an eye, a familiar scent entwined around his side, and the rich fragrance was covered by the light scent of his body.

Wen Ziyi propped her hands on the chair, almost holding Fang Xingjian in her arms, watching his eyelashes tremble slightly, the tip of his nose turned red, and Jin Liang's vertical pupils darkened secretly.

There was no trace of lust in his voice: "How about I help you put on Mu Yunsha?"

I don't know where the previous one was thrown away by Wang Guixi, but Wen Ziyi has the most things left for Fang Xingjian in his storage bag, so he took out another one casually.

Fang Xingjian turned his head a little unaccustomed, only to feel that the aura of the person in front of him was stronger than that charming | fragrance, he still hesitated to agree after a long while, tilted his head slightly, and let him do what he did.

He was very gorgeous, with long black hair hanging from his ears to his shoulders, revealing his slender neck and elegant chin, as if he could be held by one hand.

Wen Ziyi's eyes drooped, covering the tenderness in her eyes.

The fingertips gently lifted his fine bangs, and covered the trembling eyes with the Muyun veil, and rubbed it against the tender white skin inadvertently, reluctant to leave for a long time.

It wasn't until Fang Xingjian asked softly that he withdrew his hand as if he had just woken up from a dream, and hummed.

Fang Xingjian didn't realize he was there, subconsciously raised his hand to touch the knot at the back of his head, and smiled in surprise: "You can actually tie the same heart knot."

I thought this kid had hit him hard and wouldn't let him let go.

Wen Ziyi paused for a moment: "The same heart knot won't make you uncomfortable, I'm afraid you won't feel well."

Fang Xingjian felt warm in his heart, he never cared about these trifles, unexpectedly he would remember everything.

After listening to the little guard's report, the elder couldn't help but wipe off his sweat. An old voice sounded, blowing away the ambiguity between the two:

"Mr. Fang, I'm afraid you will have to stay in Penglai Island for a while longer."

"This demon cultivator came from Xijincheng. When he was sober, he said that Xijincheng has become a purgatory. He took a lot of effort to escape."

When it came to Xijin City, the person who cared the most was Gong Wuyou, and he didn't care about greeting Axi, so he immediately grabbed the reclining chair and turned around.

It wasn't until he saw the man lying on the main hall clearly that he took a breath and his voice trembled:

"Hebang?"

The person lying on the main hall turned out to be Gong Xiangdi's bodyguard, every time Gong Wuyou sneaked out, he was always caught by him.

The man's eyes were red, his body was covered with sweat, and his long hair was greasy on his cheeks. He heard a familiar voice and barely cheered up.

Gong Wuyou looked at him in surprise and worry: "What's going on, what about him, why would he let you out?"

No matter how much Gong Wuyou didn't like Gong Xiangdi, the current situation could not tolerate her self-willedness, and when she heard about the situation in Xijin City, her heart was in a mess.

He Bang and Gong Xiangdi are young monarchs and ministers, loyal and loyal, it is impossible to escape from Xijin City and leave Gong Xiangdi's side because of some difficulties.

Hebang's eyes were beautiful, he pressed against the floor but still couldn't cool down, his whole body was terribly hot, and he murmured: "Princess, it's actually a princess..."

Gong Wuyou: "What happened??"

He Bang was stunned for a long while, then bit the tip of his tongue heavily as if he had come to his senses, a eye-catching blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, in exchange for a bit of sobriety, he clenched his fist and said in a loud voice:

"Don't go back to Xijincheng, princess!"

"The city owner, the city owner has already gone crazy."