Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

Kunlun Mountains, Snow Deer Tribe.

Longnu Zhu took Fengbeihe to find the old patriarch of the Xuelu clan, and asked him to restore Fengbeihe's sea of ​​consciousness with the order of the immortal.

Dedicated to the dog drift away ticket

The old patriarch saw Tonghe with no radiance, and said with a sullen face, "He has been punished?!"

Dragon Girl Wishes: "..."

Longnu Zhu didn't know that Xuelu Patriarch and Feng Beihe still had grudges, so she said casually, "Maybe."

The old patriarch sneered: "Restore the sea of ​​consciousness? Even if the sea of ​​consciousness remains the same, his cultivation will plummet and he will be useless."

Longnu wished that no matter whether Feng Beihe lived or died, she just had to take the memory and go back to make a job for the immortal.

Although the old patriarch didn't like Feng Beihe, he didn't disobey the order of the immortal. He threw Tonghe to Xuelu behind him with a cold face like a chicken, and asked him to heal him.

Dragon Girl Zhu asked, "How long will it take?"

"See how he's hurt."

The old patriarch didn't seem to care whether Feng Beihe could be cured or not. With white eyebrows and white hair, he slowly carried the small bucket of spirit liquid and carefully watered the golden grass in the courtyard.

Longnu Zhu took a glance and recognized that it was the fairy medicine for the immortal.

I don't know what kind of serious illness that sick Phoenix is. I have to take medicine every other month. It's very delicate, but the blood of the phoenix can bring the dead back to life. What kind of serious illness can make a phoenix take medicine all the year round?

Longnu Zhu inquired without any trace: "Is this for Your Majesty?"

The old patriarch looked very unhappy, and said casually: "Well, golden light grass is difficult to mature, and it needs careful maintenance to survive."

The Dragon Girl wished: "But when Your Majesty seized the throne, he didn't seem to be as... sick as he is now."

The old patriarch stopped watering his hands and turned his head to look at her expressionlessly.

Dragon Girl Zhu Longtong shrank slightly.

It is said that the Snow Deer Clan has no city and is pure in mind, but after all, it is the cloudy and uncertain immortal who obeyed the orders of Jiuchongtian. Presumably he was ordered to die, and he could not reveal the slightest of his injuries to the outside world.

Longnu Zhu was about to stop the conversation, but the old patriarch snorted heavily and said, "Is he sick and weak? That's dying soon!"

Dragon Girl Wishes: "..."

Dragon Girl Zhu came with great interest: "What do you mean by that?"

Thinking about it, how could a lunatic like Feng Yan, who was afraid of chaos in the world and could even bet on his own life, care about such a trivial matter as his injury being leaked?

Sure enough, although the old patriarch was respectful in front of the immortal, but in private, he had the violent temper that most doctors have, and said with a cold face: "If it wasn't for the glimmer of life in his heart, he would have died more than 30 years ago. Now, what are you doing now?!"

Dragon Girl Zhu hesitated and said: "Wait... more than 30 years ago? Did you go to the Nine Heavens at that time?!"

"Who knows." The old patriarch snorted, "After he seized the throne, I checked his pulse and found that his body was full of water poison and other miscellaneous poisons, all of which belonged to the Suzaku Immortal, tsk , the Cubs are not a good thing either."

"Chicken Clan?"

The Snow Deer Clan helps the Immortal Venerable to diagnose and treat them, and has never been ordered to keep secret about the Immortal Venerable's injuries.

Seeing that Longnv Zhu was sent by the immortal, the old patriarch didn't think too much about it, and said directly: "Well, isn't the "Kurong" that was placed on him the handicraft of the Xiaochu clan? "

Dragon Girl Zhu Long's pupil shrinks sharply.

On Feng Yang's body... was "Kurong" planted? !

But didn't the Kurong on his body have been insanely wanting to see the three clans kill each other, so he gave it to himself?

Why are you saying now...

Is it the handwriting of the Chichu clan?

"Is this true?" Dragon Girl Zhu said in a deep voice, "Before he ascended to the position of Immortal Venerable, he was cast as "Kurong"? "

The old patriarch looked at her strangely: "What did I lie to you for? Besides, the other half of the Kurong Huohun in his body has already disappeared. It stands to reason that Kurong, Rongrong, Rongrong, Rongrong, and the other were damaged. He should have died..."

Rao Longnu wished her heart to be as still as water, but the words of the old patriarch Qing Piao Piao made her heart beat wildly.

"Has anyone else... asked you this?"

The old patriarch shook his head: "No, you are the first in these years."

Dragon Girl Wishes: "..."

Longnu Zhu recalled what Yungui had told her before—in order to learn about the condition of the immortal, Feng Beihe specially bought a snow deer to hold him as a snow deer doctor and placed him in Jiuchongtian.

But who would have thought that Feng Li never hid his injuries.

As long as you come to the Snow Deer Clan and ask casually, you can learn everything.

The Snow Deer Clan has many secret techniques, Longnu Zhu only stayed for a while, and then a Snow Deer rushed to call the old patriarch.

The old Patriarch just watered the Golden Gloss Grass, and walked slowly past with his toga wrapped around him.

The Fengbei River was soaked in the ice spring on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and countless transparent fish-like spiritual powers swam up and down his head, quickly repairing his sea of ​​consciousness that was shattered by the phoenix calamity.

The sea of ​​consciousness was gradually repaired, followed by the broken memories that gradually gathered together.

"Feng Beihe..."

The voice was clear and clear, like a spring breeze stirring the green grass, full of vitality.

Feng Beihe felt his wrist being gently tugged, looked up slightly, and saw a young man in white clothes and black hair shrinking his feet timidly, pointing to the bonfire far away, and whispered: "Can, can I put out the little one again?" Is it a little?"

Feng Beihe heard himself say: "Are you afraid of fire?"

"Who's afraid?!" The young man tossed back the long flower-studded hair hanging from his shoulders, made a straight half-circle, and slammed it on the back of Feng Beihe who was sitting next to him with a "slap", " I'm just... just worried that it will burn over. Do you think we have to sit a little further back?"

Feng Beihe: "..."

Feng Beihe looked at the bonfire eight feet away, nodded without saying anything.

Fu Yuqiu hurriedly dragged Feng Beihe back a few steps, seeing that the bonfire could only be seen as a small spot, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"This is the bonfire night banquet?" For some reason, Fu Yuqiu seemed to deliberately ran to the left hand side of Fengbei River to sit, and held a bamboo tube to drink water, and said in distaste, "It's just that, it's nothing fun, human beings really boring."

Feng Beihe: "..."

Feng Beihe looked down at Fu Yuqiu's innocent eyes, and said for a long time, "Do you want to leave Wenyou Valley and go out to see the world?"

Fu Yuqiu bit the edge of the bamboo tube, tilted her head and thought for a long time, then shook her head.

"No, my brother said it's dangerous outside, so I won't go."

I don't know how many times Feng Beihe asked Fu Yuqiu if he wanted to leave Wenyou Valley, but he always got the same answer.

Feng Beihe looked at him quietly for a long time, then suddenly said, "That's fine."

Fu Yuqiu tilted her head and said vaguely, "What?"

"That's fine." Feng Beihe said softly, "It's fine not to leave."

The world is so boring.

When a vigorous person steps into the turbid world, he also has to scrape off a layer of flesh and blood.

Fu Yuqiu didn't know why, seeing Feng Beihe seemed a little sad, and bumped him with his shoulder with a smile: "What? You want to go home?"

Feng Beihe said lightly, "I don't have a home."

Fu Yuqiu thought that Feng Beihe's heart-shattering tragedy was caused by his family, so he didn't ask any further questions.

All of a sudden, a cluster of flames burst into the sky in the distance.

Fu Yuqiu was taken aback, and hurriedly stood up to look.

The flame rose higher and higher, brighter and brighter, and finally almost rushed to the clouds, and then exploded a firework tens of feet high.

The fireworks are so far and so big that they seem to rise from tens of miles away, and even Wenyou Valley can be seen clearly.

Even though the exploding fireworks were far away, one could vaguely see the appearance of a long-lasting grass cluster.

Fu Yuqiu's eyes widened suddenly.

Feng Beihe stood up, seeing Fu Yuqiu seemed a little strange, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Where is that?!" Fu Yuqiu grabbed Feng Beihe's arm, stared at him, pointed eagerly at the place where the fireworks had not dissipated, and said anxiously, "Where is where?! Far from here ?"

Feng Beihe was startled.

In the past few months in Wenyou Valley, he had never seen Fu Yuqiu with such an eager expression.

It's like... rushing to meet some sweetheart.

"There..." Feng Beihe looked at it, and said, "It seems to be in the direction of Phoenix Ruins, and beyond that is Fuyun Prefecture."

Fu Yuqiu murmured: "Phoenix Market, Phoenix Market..."

After the strange fireworks dissipated, Fu Yuqiu always looked towards the sky, and seemed to be muttering something.

Feng Beihe's injuries have almost healed, and he plans to leave Wenyou Valley after the beginning of spring.

Fu Yuqiu loves to sleep in winter, curled up on the soft bed with a drowsy mind - I don't know who built the bed for him like a grass.

It was night, and Feng Beihe quietly appeared beside the couch, holding a feather of a red crane, and looked down at Fu Yuqiu, who was sleeping on all fours.

Jinwu's voice appeared: "Are you going to let him go?"

"He is a living and innocent creature, and he shouldn't be involved." Feng Beihe said softly, "Your mind is unstable, and I will find another elixir for you."

Jin Wu seemed to sneer, but did not speak again.

Feng Beihe knelt on one knee beside the bed, lightly trying to put Tonghe Lingyu beside the pillow.

But as soon as he moved, Fu Yuqiu, who was sleepy and staring, moved his nose slightly, as if smelling a strange smell, he suddenly struggled and stretched out his hand, hugging Feng Beihe's left hand.

Feng Beihe froze all over.

Fu Yuqiu was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes, she nuzzled Gongfeng Beihe's cuff with her nose like a baby animal, and sniffed left and right for a long time, with a silly smile on her face.

"The smell of ugly..."

Feng Beihe stared blankly at him.

Ugly?

Feng Beihe pinched Fu Yuqiu's chin lightly, and said, "Who?"

Fu Yuqiu opened his eyes in a daze, didn't know what he saw, and smiled even more stupidly: "You, you are finally back?"

His eyes seemed to be looking at Feng Beihe, but he was looking at someone else through him.

Feng Beihe lived under the fence since he was a child, and he was not fond of others, and he was very sensitive to emotions.

He stared blankly at Fu Yuqiu's dependent expression, and gently lifted the cuffs he had sniffed for a long time.

On the forearm, there is a feather-like scorched mark where the phoenix golden feather has not been completely refined.

In an instant, Feng Beihe completely understood.

Why does Fu Yuqiu always like to pull his wrist, even just met him not long ago as if he has a strange eccentricity, loves to sit next to his left hand.

Is he smelling... the spiritual power on this feather?

Does Fu Yuqiu know the Immortal Venerable?

Feng Beihe's hand holding Tonghe's feathers tightened suddenly, and looked at Fu Yuqiu who had fallen asleep again almost blankly.

He obviously hates humans like that, but he only trusts himself so much...

Is it just because of this phoenix golden feather?

Desperately, Feng Beihe sat outside the courtyard overnight holding the unsent red crane feather.

The sky is bright, and the warm sun is rarely seen in winter.

Fu Yuqiu knew nothing about what happened last night, happily wrapped in a thick cloak and opened the window, as if she had finally made a major decision.

"Feng Beihe, I want to leave Wenyou Valley and take a walk in the world! Let's go to Phoenix Market first."

Feng Beihe turned his back to him, looking at the dazzling morning sun.

After a long time, he turned his head and showed a shallow smile, but there was no warmth in his eyes, like a pool of stagnant water.

"it is good."

***

Fu Yuqiu seemed to be falling into a bottomless and lightless darkness, struggling to find a life-saving straw, but she couldn't see anything at all when she stretched out her ten fingers.

The sound and light all disappeared, just like...

Like dead.

Fu Yuqiu was at a loss.

At the end of his consciousness, he only remembered that he was caught by an eagle and flew into the void, screaming miserably.

And then no memory.

Is he dead again now?

"Is this how it feels to be dead?"

Fu Yuqiu didn't feel afraid, but always felt that there was a strange temperature surrounding him, which inexplicably made him feel at ease.

At this time, there was a sudden sound around.

That voice seemed to come from hell, it was cold and evil.

"……you sure?"

"Ah."

"I don't want much, as long as you give me a cluster of Nirvana fire."

"it is good."

"Will you remember?"

"I……"

Fu Yuqiu tried her best to listen, but the voice seemed to stop abruptly, and there was no movement for a long time.

Just when Fu Yuqiu was a little anxious, accompanied by the sound of burning flames, that strange yet familiar voice sounded again.

"I still remember."

"I still remember……"

"I still……"

Fu Yuqiu was confused.

Remember?remember what?

Who the hell is talking?

I don't know if the voice came over, but after a while, the light gradually shrouded from the top of the head little by little.

After a long time, a strong light suddenly pierced into the line of sight, and Fu Yuqiu hurriedly closed her eyes, feeling as if her pupils were going to be blinded.

After an unknown amount of time, when Fu Yuqiu tried to open his eyes again, the surroundings were no longer pitch black.

But after seeing his surroundings clearly, Fu Yuqiu was so angry that he almost exploded the panacea again.

——I don’t know who it is, and he locked him in a cage again!

Fu Yuqiu was forced to transform into the original shape of a white sparrow, and her whole round body was curled up in the crumbling iron cage, with pieces of wire protruding from the side corners, and the workmanship and materials were extremely poor.

The iron cage is very ugly, as if it was made by rush.

Comparing this iron cage with the gorgeous golden cage of Jiuchongtian, Fu Yuqiu looked left and right in disgust: "This is too careless, it must not have been made by the living Yama."

Fu Yuqiu struggled to get up, trying to urge the inner alchemy Shui Lianqing to break this pile of ordinary iron.

But as soon as he activated his spiritual power, the inner mansion seemed to be frozen by ice, the pain caused him to "chirp" and fell down again in cold sweat.

Fu Yuqiu was shaking from the pain.

Even a fool would know that the inner palace must have been tampered with, so he didn't dare to use his spiritual power immediately.

After the pain subsided, Fu Yuqiu got up sleepily, and looked left and right through the gap in the iron cage.

He seemed to be in a wide ice cellar, with snow still falling on his head. Fortunately, Fu Yuqiu was now a white sparrow, with feathers to resist the frost. If it was changed to a grassland shape, he would definitely be frozen and sleep for a long time.

Fu Yuqiu shook the snow on her feathers, and gradually came back to it.

Snow?

Living Yama didn't ban snow in the lower realm, where did the snow come from?

Or is it that this is no longer the lower bound?

Seeing a small lock on the iron cage, Fu Yuqiu's eyes lit up immediately, and he turned around and used his sharp beak to grab a feather of his own, intending to use the method Yin Teng taught him to forcibly pry the lock open.

But before he could act, a snow leopard suddenly appeared out of thin air in this empty place of ice and snow, staring at him without blinking.

Fu Yuqiu: "Chirp—"

The white bird was frightened by the sudden appearance of the big cat and flew around in the cage!

Snow Leopard glanced at him in disgust, opened his bloody mouth and came towards Fu Yuqiu.

Fu Yuqiu chirped and screamed.

Someone wanted to eat him when he was in the grass, why is it still unsafe now that he has turned into a bird? !

Is it safest to become a human being?

No one should eat human flesh, right?

Fu Yuqiu was frightened out of his wits, and instinctively wanted to activate the Neifu elixir.

... Then he curled up in pain again, and he didn't even have the energy to scream.

In the next moment, the bloody mouth just bit the crooked iron wire on the iron cage, shook the iron cage and left the ice cellar.

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Fu Yuqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's okay, you don't need to be swallowed by someone.

It's just that before he let go of his breath, Fu Yuqiu suddenly reacted to Feng Li and Feng Xuesheng's exhortations before.

The water spirit power of this white sparrow shell... seems to be able to extinguish the Golden Crow fire.

No one wants to take out his flesh and blood to put out the Golden Crow fire, right?

Fu Yuqiu shivered again.

The snow leopard walked quietly, but because the iron cage was unbalanced, Fu Yuqiu's chubby body was huddled in the left corner, causing the snow leopard to shake the cage left and right every time it walked.

After leaving for a while, Fu Yuqiu almost vomited.

"There is no cloud to close the cage!"

Fu Yuqiu was so angry that he chirped, but he was so dizzy that he had no strength left, so he lay on his stomach dying, trying to keep the iron cage balanced.

As the snow leopard leaves the ice cellar, the surrounding environment comes into view.

It seems to be Yaozu.

The place where the Lingyuze Grand Competition is held is not the hinterland of the Yaozu, it can only be regarded as the periphery. When the various tribes competed at that time, the leader of the Yaozu did not appear.

Fu Yuqiu knew very little about the Yaozu, only that the leader of the clan was a snow leopard.

What is the Yaozu going to do to catch him?

Fu Yuqiu had used too much force to mobilize his spiritual power just now, and now there are still intermittent pains in the inner palace, which made him sickly, his black bean-sized eyes were half-closed, and he looked terribly wilted.

The patriarch of the Yao clan is a snow leopard, but the patriarch's residence is a secluded residence suitable for seclusion, surrounded by mountains and rivers. There are even many flowers and plants transplanted from the Hundred Flowers Garden, and the vines are climbing the fence and blooming. Large clusters of flowers.

The snow leopard came slowly with the iron cage in its mouth. When it entered this secluded courtyard, the whole leopard threw down the iron cage like a conditioned reflex, and then...

He rolled on the ground, with his paws facing the sky, looking extremely comfortable.

Fu Yuqiu: "???"

What's wrong with this?

After the snow leopard rolled, it also realized that something was wrong, got up expressionlessly, and continued to walk inside with the iron cage in its mouth.

The door was half closed, Snow Leopard walked down the steps, bowed his head meekly.

"Patriarch, the white bird of the Cangluan clan has arrived."

Fu Yuqiu glanced sleepily, but had no energy left to curse.

At this time, there was a strange sound in the room, which seemed to be too comfortable, but also seemed to be suffocated. Xixiang took a deep and deep breath, which was inexplicably embarrassing.

Fu Yuqiu didn't understand what it meant, but felt strange.

A laughing voice came from the room: "Do you like it?"

The voice of the patriarch of the Yao clan seemed to be unbearable, and there was an inexplicable kind of flirtatious wandering under the peony flower, sobbing softly: "I like it, I want to die here and forget it."

The man smiled softly, as if planning a strategy to control the overall situation, making everyone willing to surrender at his feet.

Fu Yuqiu frowned suspiciously, finally realizing the problem.

Patriarch of the Yaozu, is this something corrupt?

In front of your subordinates, is it really okay?

But who knows, the voice of the patriarch of the Yaozu came quickly: "Well, come in—it just so happens that you come too."

The snow leopard with the iron cage in its mouth was so excited that it almost wagged its tail. It changed its elegant catwalk and jumped up a few steps, shaking Fu Yuqiu so that his stomach twitched wildly.

"Jiuuuu-"

"It's too rotten." Fu Yuqiu thought, "My pure grass can't see this!"

The pure Fu Xiaocao immediately closed her eyes, unwilling to see the dirty things of the Yaozu.

It is rumored that the Yaozu, like the Mozu, take sex as a daily meal, and they can do it all on the floor when they feel like it, completely ignoring other people's eyes.

When Fu Yuqiu heard about it for the first time, he said "Hey" with disgust on his face.

Their grasses are different. Even if they are flowering and pollinating, they wait for the spring to bloom and rub the flowers shyly.

Snow Leopard entered the elegant and quiet room with pure grass in its mouth. The interior was extremely spacious. The carved wooden doors on the far right wall were pushed together, allowing the huge outer room to face the endless blue lake outside.

A few dragonflies and butterflies came lightly and landed on the lotus, gently making small ripples on the lake.

Fu Yuqiu closed her eyes tightly and refused to look, for fear that her eyes would be blinded.

It's just that there seems to be a vague smell around, which is very familiar.

The patriarch of the Yao clan said: "Is he the white sparrow next to Feng Li?"

Snow Leopard said: "It's him—I heard that the Immortal Venerable is very special to him, if it is used to threaten to return Dongri, he will probably agree."

Fu Yuqiu was taken aback.

what?

He thought that the Yaozu arrested him to take his flesh and blood to extinguish the Golden Crow Fire?

So it was just threatening to live Yan Luo? !

Great……

No, what a chirp!

Fu Yuqiu's face was turning green.

Huo Yan Luo is not related to him, so why would he save him because of the threat from the monster clan?

"Idiot. If it's useful, he agrees to bring the white sparrow back. The first thing he does is to set fire to the entire Yaozu clan." Another person said quietly, "Use this white sparrow to kill the immortal. It's the best policy, why are you so incapable of doing anything?"

Fu Yuqiu was taken aback, and suddenly opened his eyes.

In front of him is not the "promiscuous copulation" scene that Fu Yuqiu thought, but quiet and chic, with flower vines growing beautiful flowers along the pillars.

On a flower and vine swing chair, a young man wearing a sky blue robe with a white crane pattern is leaning lazily on the back of the chair. He has a beautiful and delicate appearance, and there are two blood moles under his eyes, which make him even more beautiful, and the corners of his lips seem to be seductive. marrow.

At his feet, a snow leopard as long as one person is turning its belly upside down.

The young man in Tsing Yi crossed his legs, stepped on the snow leopard's soft belly with one bare foot, and lightly stepped on it twice casually.

I don't know if it was his actions or the smell from his body, but the patriarch of the Yaozu had no intention of resisting after suffering such "humiliation", and even opened his belly so that the boy could step on it more comfortably.

The patriarch of the Yaozu took a deep breath, as if he had inhaled hallucinogenic poppies, feeling like he wanted to ascend to heaven, but he couldn't pull it off.

Fu Yuqiu immediately froze.

"Chirp?"

Help the white crane? !