Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

Feng Yan stretched out her hand, and caressed Fu Yuqiu's bright red lips.

After floundering in the Lingquan for a while, there were drops of water dripping from Fu Yuqiu's hair. He felt uncomfortable and shook his head. Stepping forward, he opened his lips and bit Ruyuli's finger.

Feng Yan took a breath, and the golden pupils flashed with strands of brilliance.

He raised his hand suddenly, covered Fu Yuqiu's eyes with his wide palm, and pressed him on the couch almost forcefully.

The sense of weightlessness suddenly hit, and when Fu Yuqiu realized it, her entire back was sunk in the soft brocade quilt like clouds, her eyes were warm and her vision was completely blocked.

The darkness came, but Fu Yuqiu didn't feel any fear. Her nose was filled with the scent of flames burning ice and snow from the Phoenix, feeling inexplicably at ease.

Feng Yan covered Fu Yuqiu's eyes, and leaned in gently, her fiery breath getting closer and closer.

Obviously, there have been many soul-soul fusions, but this time Fu Yuqiu was so nervous that his heart was beating wildly, and he always felt that something unexpected was about to happen.

Just when he was thinking wildly, Feng Li gently kissed his lips.

Fu Yuqiu instinctively opened the slit of her lips, waiting for Feng Yan to bring the phoenix's spiritual power over to merge with her soul like before.

But this time, Feng Yan just touched her soft lips, and then moved away slightly.

In the darkness, Feng Yan smiled lightly.

Just as Fu Yuqiu was about to say a few more words to him, he felt a warm hand slowly reaching his lapel, as if he was untying the knot of the belt.

The robe woven by Fenghuanghuo was loose and loose, Fu Yuqiu found it troublesome to put it on, so he only tied it up a couple of times casually, and Fengzhang untied it with a movement of his hands.

The fire robe was warm, and it was even a little cool when it was untied at first. Fu Yuqiu curled up her legs unnaturally, feeling a little strange.

"Feng, Phoenix?"

"Yeah." Feng Yan responded lightly, with a calm tone, "Today, change it."

Fu Yuqiu was stunned: "Oh, will it be soon?"

"..." Feng Yan was silent for a while, then said softly, "Slow down."

Fu Yuqiu nodded.

He didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and thought that it would take two quarters of an hour to slow down.

Compared with the long night, it is also considered fast.

Red candles are warmed up.

The bed curtain swayed slightly against the candlelight, falling into Fu Yuqiu's blurred vision like countless evil spirits barking their teeth and claws at him.

The breeze came silently and blew past him.

Although it was not yet early spring, the Phoenix Market was already in full bloom, and the evening wind blowing was not cold, on the contrary, it seemed to carry a bit of summer heat.

Suddenly, the scorching hot wind rushes in like a heat wave from a stove fire.

Fu Yuqiu stared and opened her eyes in confusion.

Feng Li was holding Fu Yuqiu's lock of white hair, and gently kissed her lips.

The wind blew suddenly, and the red candle that was lit on the side suddenly went out, and when it was about to go out, the bean-sized flame came back to life again, faintly re-igniting in the residual wind.

Fu Yuqiu choked violently, covered his lips in embarrassment, and coughed heart-piercingly. Because of his movements, there was a crisp sound of chains colliding in the narrow bed.

He seemed to have finally found his voice, his golden eyes were full of mist, and the big teardrops trickled down from the ends of his eyes, soaking his snow-white hair.

"No... didn't you say it will be soon?"

Feng Yan said softly, "Slow down."

Fu Yuqiu's eyelids were thin, and at this moment they were all faint red.

The gust of wind was still blowing faintly, and Fu Yuqiu even wondered if it was raining flames from the sky again?

Finally, the wind seemed to roll up a few hot coals and blow them fiercely.

Fu Yuqiu's knuckles turned white, desperately dragging Feng Li's clothes to hide in his arms, hissing: "Hot...!"

It seemed that another fire fell on the inner palace, and it was so hot that Fu Yuqiu's waist and abdomen were thinly red.

Fu Yuqiu was in a daze, as if he had been blown stupid by the strange wind.

"...What? My inner mansion...is it on fire again?"

Feng Li seemed to be smiling, and raised her warm hand to gently cover Fu Yuqiu's eyes.

He gently passed the phoenix spiritual power over, and sorted out the "burned" inner mansion for Fu Yuqiu.

***

Early in the morning, Feng Xuesheng came down from Nine Heavens and headed straight for the Phoenix Market.

With the lessons learned from the past few times, Feng Xuesheng didn't foolishly run directly to his father's residence this time, but squatted down outside the Phoenix Hall in a well-behaved manner.

But he waited and waited, it was already high in the sun, and Feng Yan hadn't come out yet.

Feng Xuesheng was extremely confused, he was about to see what happened to Feng Yang, when a small voice came from the side.

"do not go."

Feng Xuesheng turned around, and saw Mu Jing still wearing yesterday's clothes, holding a lot of words of failure in his hands, and looking at him timidly.

With someone to talk to, Feng Xuesheng didn't worry anymore, she turned around and said, "What did my father and father do last night?"

Mu Jing shook his head: "I don't know, but the candles in the Phoenix Hall will not go out until the third watch."

Feng Xuesheng thought for a while, and suddenly realized.

It turned out to be double cultivation.

It's so dangerous, I almost disturbed my father's "Ya Xing" again.

The father who is "so elegant" is sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed in the inner hall of the Phoenix, with his eyes slightly lowered.

On the huge bed, Fu Yuqiu turned into a white sparrow, spread out like a cake, and her feathers rolled messily, as if about to explode.

Feng Yan stretched out his hand to straighten the blown fur on the white bird, but after only a few movements, the white bird, which had fallen into a deep sleep in a daze, jerked violently.

He seemed to be too tired to wake up at all, he could only whimper and kick that nasty hand with his little paw, and said "chirp chirping" and he didn't know what he was cursing.

It's just that that bit of strength couldn't stop it at all, Feng Yan still straightened the white bird's feathers, then covered the white bird with a corner of the brocade quilt, put on his coat and walked slowly out of the inner hall.

Feng Xuesheng was talking to Mu Jing outside, when suddenly the door next to her was opened.

Seeing Feng Li coming out, Feng Xuesheng hurriedly stood up, "Father is well."

"En." Feng Yan responded casually, "Is there something important?"

Feng Xuesheng shook her head.

Feng Yan glanced at him, probably thinking that he had nothing to do and came to Phoenix Market to do something, but he quickly endured it and said calmly, "I'm going to leave Phoenix Market for a while."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Xuesheng hadn't reacted yet, but Mu Jing's eyes lit up.

"..." Feng Yan looked at him with a half-smile, "Yu Qiu will naturally go with me."

Mu Jing immediately lowered his head in disappointment.

Feng Xuesheng hastily said: "I will definitely protect the Phoenix Market for my father, so you can go."

Feng Hao nodded, and said to Mu Jing: "There is no one to take care of the Phoenix Market, do you want to go back to the valley?"

Mu Jing shook his head blankly.

Wen Yougu was not his home, and he would subconsciously feel that he was an outsider in a place without Fu Yuqiu.

Feng Hao said again: "I heard from Yuqiu that you want to learn how to control spiritual power. He will leave the Phoenix Market for a while. If you are alone, I will find you a new master."

Mu Jing was taken aback.

Feng Yan said softly: "Yes?"

Mu Jing has always had good eyesight, and Feng Yan is such a powerful person, if he really dislikes him and gets in the way, he can be expelled from the Phoenix Market without even saying a word.

But at this time, he was discussing with himself in a good manner.

Mu Jing nodded: "Yes."

Feng Xuesheng watched eagerly from the side, thinking that his father was really kind to this little brat, and even found him a master.

Just as he was thinking, his father suddenly turned to look at him, and smiled faintly: "Xuesheng."

Feng Xuesheng's eyelids twitched, vaguely having a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Feng Li patted Mu Jing on the head: "I will leave Mu Jing to you, teach him how to cultivate spiritual power during this time."

Feng Xuesheng: "..."

Feng Xuesheng was about to shake her head like a rattle: "No no no no no!"

How can a little trash like him be someone else's master? !

Isn't this a misunderstanding?

Feng Yan didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Feng Xuesheng was stared at by his eyes, and suddenly her heart trembled violently.

"Could it be that Father..." Feng Xuesheng gasped, his face full of disbelief, he thought to himself, "Could it be that Father valued my ability, that's why he entrusted him to me?"

How could he refuse his father's high hopes for him?

Feng Xuesheng looked serious, and suddenly changed her attitude: "Yes, Xuesheng understands, I will definitely teach him well!"

Feng Yan: "?"

Why did you suddenly understand?

What does he understand?

Feng Xuesheng didn't say much, imitating Feng Yan's action and patted Mu Jing's head, saying: "Come with me."

Mu Jing mumbled: "I...I want to talk to Brother Yuqiu."

"He won't wake up for the time being." Feng Yan said lightly, "And we're just going out for a while, and we'll be back soon."

Mu Jing had no choice but to follow Feng Xuesheng and leave the Phoenix Market with tears in his eyes.

It is true that Fu Yuqiu will not wake up for the time being.

He was too tired, curled up in the brocade quilt, seemed to be having a nightmare, and whimpered twice in a trembling voice from time to time, looking a little miserable from being tormented.

Feng Yan sat on the edge of the bed, casually picked up a book and read it slowly, waiting for Fu Yuqiu to wake up.

This time, Fu Yuqiu slept extremely deeply. It was not until the sun was setting and the candle was lighted faintly that he turned over in the brocade quilt, staring dazedly.

Feng Yan put down the book and lifted a corner of the brocade quilt.

Fu Yuqiu was laying on the inside sleepily, at this moment she opened her eyes in a daze, as if she had been stabbed by the candlelight.

Feeling that it was already dark outside, Fu Yuqiu said dizzily, "Isn't it dawn yet?"

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Yan didn't answer this, but took him out of the brocade quilt and said, "Want to drink some spiritual liquid?"

Fu Yuqiu's throat was sore and astringent, and he nodded obediently when he heard this.

He subconsciously changed back into a human form, and was about to reach out to catch the bamboo tube in Feng Yan's hand, when suddenly, the soreness and scalding all over his body hit his mind, which caught him off guard and made a "hiss", his face turned pale.

Feng Hao hurriedly supported him.

Fu Yuqiu looked down, only to realize that she was completely naked, and her snow-white skin was covered with red marks that seemed to be scalded by charcoal fire.

The thin redness of his dilated eyelids has not yet dissipated, and he looks very pitiful.

Feng Li took the snow robe next to him and draped it over Fu Yuqiu's shoulders, and passed the liquid over as if nothing had happened, as if Fu Yuqiu's horrible marks had nothing to do with him.

Fu Yuqiu finally remembered that she was "coaxed" by Feng Li, and glared at Feng Li like an angry little beast.

"Get up!" He bared his teeth, "I don't want to drink the spiritual liquid!"

Feng Yan didn't speak.

He didn't even drink his favorite spiritual liquid, he looked really angry.

Feng Yan raised his eyes, his beautiful golden pupils were like sunlight, he said softly: "I can explain."

Fu Yuqiu glared at him, and still glared at him. Seeing that Feng Li was unmoved, she said angrily, "Please explain!"

He would like to see what this chicken with a big tail can explain!

Feng Yan explained: "I have already told you that it will be slower."

As soon as this remark came out, Fu Yuqiu's face turned red.

He bared his teeth and claws, wanting to jump up and fight Feng Hao desperately, but just as he moved, a soreness suddenly came from his waist, which had been scalded several times throughout the night, and he was so uncomfortable that he immediately knelt down.

Feng Li was about to help him, but Fu Yuqiu glared back at him.

Fu Yuqiu was ashamed and angry, pulled on her robe, barely managed to save face, and said coldly: "Slow down? Is the time in your house different from mine?! You call it slow down. Well, that's much slower!"

Feng Hao has a good temper, and said following his words: "Well, it's better to slow down."

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Fu Yuqiu was so angry that her hair was going to stand on end: "Moreover! And is that your name Shuangxiu?! I'm going to be burned into a hairless bird by you, can't you count how many hairs I lost? Yes—then what is so hot, did you set fire in my inner mansion? It will burn me to death!"

Feng Yan: "..."