Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

When Feng Li got the news that Fu Yuqiu had been taken away, he had just come out of Hades.

Yun Shou lost his mind, he didn't know whether it was because he didn't like what the white sparrow said or what the evil dragon said, his eyes were red, he knelt on the ground and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty... forgive me, it's because I didn't take good care of him."

Feng Yan glanced at him lightly.

Noticing Yun Shou's slightly trembling body, Feng Li said with great interest: "Are you afraid of me?"

Cloud froze.

Feng Hao said: "You are afraid of me."

This time it was a sure tone.

Yun Shou's fear of him at this time was not because he didn't like Bai Que and was worried that the Immortal Venerable would really tear him apart, but it was a fear that came from the bottom of his heart and continued to deepen with the passage of time.

Feng Yan didn't know what he was afraid of, but he didn't bother to ask.

The fear of others is also one of his greatest evil interests these years.

Even when he heard the news that Fu Yuqiu had been taken away, Feng Li didn't panic, he was even calmer than usual.

Raising his hand slightly, the Phoenix Fire popped out from the palm of his hand with a "puff", moved with Feng Hao's thoughts, and slowly condensed into a red rope.

The rope seemed to be broken in the middle, and there were still a few thin flames at the joint.

——When Fu Yuqiu asked Feng Li to wear the yin vine core on his ankle, he used this rope.

Fu Yuqiu's ankle was thin, and Feng Yan only used half of it.

As long as you follow this half rope, you can find Fu Yuqiu.

If Fu Yuqiu had still brought the golden bead given by Feng Li, even if the entire lower realm had joined forces, they would never have taken him away so easily.

Feng Li moved her fingers lightly, and saw the half of the broken rope floating into the air, flying towards the south like a butterfly.

That is, the direction of Yaozu.

Feng Xun tapped his toes, and in an instant he reached the sky above the hinterland of the Yaozu.

The spiritual power of the broken rope is still too weak, and it can only find the general direction, but cannot find the person in detail.

Feng Li slowly stood against the wind, raised his hand slightly, and summoned a phoenix fire.

The Phoenix Fire was like a meteorite piercing through the sky, being pulled by Feng Lian and smashed down.

Since you can't find it, take the initiative to ask them to hand it over.

The barrier in the hinterland of the Yaozu appeared instantly, firmly blocking the Phoenix's blow.

The clan protection barrier is strong, even today's flame rain did not fall to the hinterland of the Yaozu, but Feng Li's light blow directly hit the barrier with cracks.

Only the sound of "hissing" was heard, and Feng Li was hit by another phoenix fire.

"boom--"

The monster barrier instantly shattered and exploded.

The shattered spiritual power and the spirit pill exploded without any hesitation, and the aroused air wave blew half of the trees of the Monster Race straight, and all the leaves were detached from the branches, and Xuan'er, who was involved in the sky, whistled straight Rush to the sky.

The whole Yaozu seemed to be raining fallen leaves.

Only then did Feng Yan put away his hands, and landed on the ground, standing at the boundary marker at the entrance to the Yaozu's hinterland, looking at the stone tablet that symbolized the Yaozu's symbol with great interest.

The patriarch of the Yaozu came late.

Snow Leopard noticed that the protective barrier was broken, and his face was not very good-looking, but at the same time, he was still a little grateful.

Immortal Venerable can even break the protective barrier with two hits, let alone the entire Yaozu.

Not against him is the right choice.

"I have seen you." The head of the Yaozu patriarch was full of thoughts, but he still couldn't see the slightest clue on the surface. He saluted respectfully, "I don't know what is the important matter for you to come to the Yaozu?"

Feng Yan hooked her lips, as if she wanted to smile.

But before his lips raised, it seemed that he remembered something, and the corners of his lips tightened again.

He stood with his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Don't you know?"

The patriarch of the Yaozu clan thumped in his heart.

Really... for that white sparrow?

Before he could think of a countermeasure, he saw Feng Yan's golden pupil shrink, a phoenix flame descended from the sky, and landed heavily on the Yaozu with a whistling sound.

There was another shocking sound, and there were screams and wailing not far away.

The patriarch of the Yaozu froze and looked up slightly.

The sky above the entire Yaozu has been surrounded by dense phoenix flames at some point, and each cluster is flashing with cold killing intent and ferocious violence.

Feng Yan looked at him with a half-smile, "Has the patriarch remembered now?"

Yaozu patriarch: "You..."

Just before the words fell, another cluster of phoenix fire fell heavily.

Feng Yan stretched out his hand absently to look at the five fingers, the broken rope was wrapped around his ring finger, it was obviously just an ordinary red rope, but it intersected with the snow-white fingers, noble and flawless yet ambiguous .

When the patriarch of the Yao clan was stunned by Feng Yan's unreasonable play, several clusters of flames fell from the sky.

Monster Race Patriarch: "..."

He has always heard that the Ninth Heaven Immortal Venerable is an out-and-out lunatic, but he never took it seriously. Until now, he finally realized what it means to be moody, angry, and insane.

"If you want to find the white sparrow, he is in the Yaozu!"

The patriarch of the Yaozu didn't dare to hide any more - after all, if he hesitated any longer, the entire Yaozu would be wiped out by the Phoenix Fire.

Feng Yan gave a faint "hmm".

But there were still several clusters of flames falling continuously in the sky, causing half of the demon clan to catch fire and burn fiercely.

The patriarch of the Yaozu shrank his pupils sharply and looked at him in disbelief.

Didn't everyone say that the white sparrow is...

Suddenly, the patriarch of the Yao clan seemed to understand the meaning of the lunatic Feng Li, and immediately said: "I'll send someone to send the white sparrow!"

Feng Yan didn't answer, just casually looking at the red line on her finger.

The patriarch of the Yao clan didn't dare to have illusions like before, and immediately turned into a snow leopard, rushing out like a sharp arrow.

One point later, the damage suffered by the Yaozu will be one point more.

The Yaozu's resentment towards the Immortal Venerable before and the resentment they wished to kill quickly were obviously so strong, but the moment they saw Feng Li, they were completely controlled by fear and jealousy.

They were completely led by the nose by Feng Yao's desperate and crazy behavior, and they didn't even have half the time to think about the option of "killing the immortal".

The Yaozu was completely enveloped by the Phoenix fire, and there were ruins everywhere.

In a quiet courtyard.

Fu Baihe still casually caressed the soft feathers of the white sparrow in his palm, and said lazily: "Is there anything else important for Master Cangluan? If there is nothing else, I will send you off soon."

Feng Xingyun looked at him indifferently.

Since he is a sacred object of the Yaozu, why did the Yaozu look so indifferent after suffering such a catastrophe?

"Give me the white sparrow." Feng Xingyun didn't bother to ask, and directly reached out his hand to Fu Baihe, "He is a member of my Cangluan clan."

"Oh?" Fu Baihe laughed, "Now that I know he is from your clan, why didn't I remember when I was going to dig him for the spirit pill?"

Feng Xingyun's face darkened.

"If the immortal came here for the white sparrow, and you take it away, wouldn't the demon clan be doomed?" Fu Baihe blinked at him, "Didn't Master Cangluan just say 'cooperation'? Just forget it?"

Feng Xingyun had vaguely felt the coercion of the Immortal Venerable, and his fingers were slightly closed.

It's just that the power of the palm has not been condensed, the snow leopard who has been lying quietly at the feet of Fu Baihe suddenly raised his head and looked at him intensely.

Feng Xingyun took a deep breath and withdrew his spiritual power: "What exactly do you want?"

Immortal Venerable is away, and the monster clan is in disaster, so it is the best policy to hand over this white bird, but this white crane has been chatting and wrangling, either he is a cold-blooded idiot, or he has other motives.

Fu Baihe laughed, crossing his legs lazily: "Master Cangluan is really smart—I really want something."

Feng Xingyun remained expressionless: "What do you want?"

"About you, all the memories of autumn and winter 21 years ago." Fu Baihe said.

Feng Xingyun originally thought that this extremely enchanting young man would open his mouth to say what he couldn't give, but he was stunned for a moment when he heard this request, and said incredulously: "You want my memory?"

"Correct."

"What do you want to remember?"

The slender five fingers of Fu Baihe caressed lightly, and a scorched feather fluttered down, pinched by his two fingers, twirling slightly, absent-mindedly said: "Is this your feather?"

Feng Xingyun really didn't understand what he meant. He frowned and looked at the burnt plume. He wondered if it had been too long, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation on it. It looked like a charred mortal feather. bird feathers.

"I don't know if it's mine."

"Then give me the memory." Fu Baihe laughed, "I only look at your memory, and it won't hurt you——if you are really worried, you can pour the memory into this bead and give it to me."

Feng Xingyun took the beads from Fu Baihe, rubbed his fingers lightly for a long time, and suddenly said: "Are you looking for something?"

Fu Baihe didn't hide anything, gently stroked the white sparrow, and said calmly: "Back then, my dearest relative was killed by someone, and the only clue was this charred feather."

"Is it in the lower realm?"

"Ah."

"This matter has nothing to do with me." Feng Xingyun hung the beads between his brows, and poured in the memory of 21 years ago from the sea of ​​consciousness while saying, "I was wandering away from Dao and Nine Heavens all those years ago, and never came to the lower realms."

Fu Baihe responded casually, not believing it at all.

When Fu Baihe said "closest relative" just now, Fu Yuqiu was already stunned.

He stared blankly at Fu Baihe, and after a long time came to his senses, tears almost burst out of his eyes.

With tears in his eyes, the white sparrow pawed at the fingers supporting the white crane, and the black bean's big eyes were full of emotion.

"Chirp chirp! Chirp chirp—"

Fu Yuqiu decided to forgive Fu Baihe for being so blind that he couldn't recognize him.

Helping the white crane saw the white bird looking at him with tears, laughed, and hooked the white bird's chin braggingly: "Oh, little white bird, how touched you are? Tell me, am I a good brother who is unparalleled in the world? "

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

In the time of two sentences, Feng Xingyun has already pulled out the memory and poured it into the bead, and threw it to Fu Baihe casually.

"Take it."

Fu Baihe took it, pinched it with two fingers and looked at a Cangluan feather that had shrunk countless times floating in the bead.

Feng Xingyun stretched out his hand: "Give me the white sparrow."

Fu Yuqiu exploded immediately, and tweeted, "If you give me to him, I'll be on Fu Yuque's side!"

Helping the white crane looked at the white sparrow with great interest, and asked Feng Xingyun: "You are of the same clan as him, and he has been barking since just now, what are you talking about?"

Fu Yuqiu cursed: "I scolded your ancestor!"

Feng Xingyun: "..."

"I didn't say anything." Feng Xingyun stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

The time has been delayed, and the immortal will arrive at some point.

With Feng Beihe's lessons learned from the past, Feng Xingyun didn't want to confront him head-on again.

Fu Baihe looked thoughtfully at Fu Yuqiu who was even more angry and chirping.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always feel that this white bird is inexplicably familiar.

But the deal has already been reached with Feng Xingyun's memory, so Fu Baihe had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart, and raised his hand to pass the white bird over.

The moment he handed it over, Fu Baihe's heart skipped a beat, as if the seven souls and six souls were instinctively stopping his move, making him freeze suddenly.

"I can't give it away." Fu Baihe thought to himself, "If I give it out..."

But after thinking about it carefully, that instinct dissipated with reason.

So what if you give it away, it's just a white sparrow, even if it's a godsend...

Fu Baihe's pupils shrank suddenly, thinking of something.

God-given spirit?

Fu Yuqiu was so frightened that she desperately pecked at Fu Baihe's fingers like a woodpecker, watching Feng Xingyun stretch out her hand, her heart shrank into a small ball.

But in the next moment, Fu Baihe suddenly hugged him in his arms.

Before Fu Yuqiu had time to be pleasantly surprised, a burst of intense light suddenly came from above his head.

With a bang, a cluster of phoenix fire fell on the head, leveling the surrounding area in an instant.

Fu Yuqiu suddenly stretched out her wings and hugged Fu Baihe's fingers.

"Chirp—"

Just when the phoenix fire was about to hit the two of them, the red string on the shrunken and almost invisible yin vine core on the white sparrow's ankle condensed a flame-filled barrier like a swimming dragon.

The flames flashed, and there were still unburned flames everywhere.

Feng Xingyun seemed to have noticed something, his thoughts changed sharply, he suddenly condensed the spiritual power of burning water, and rushed towards Fu Baihe with a whistling sound.

The immortal should have arrived.

The method of using white sparrows to get water and greens is no longer feasible. The only reason Feng Xingyun can explain his appearance in the Yaozu is to pour dirty water on the Yaozu.

The holy relic of the Yao clan covets the white sparrow, trying in vain to dig out Shui Lianqing, the inner mansion of the white sparrow, and cooperate with the Yao clan to harm the immortal.

Feng Xingyun came here to stop the Yaozu and help Xianzun take back the white sparrow.

——Only this makes sense.

Fen Shui carried the spiritual power capable of burning everything in the world and rushed towards Fu Bai He.

Fu Yuqiu was still in shock, seeing that overwhelming spiritual power, he hurriedly said: "Be careful——"

Fu Baihe couldn't understand what he said at all.

He survived by chance, and he wasn't even half lucky. He didn't even see Feng Xingyun's ruthless burning water spiritual power, but instead had a rare and sullen face, and stretched his slender fingers towards the burning Phoenix fire.

The phoenix fire was about to burn his finger black, but he ignored it, moved his finger twice in the flames, and finally retracted it.

In his scorched two fingers, he was pinching the bead that had just dropped accidentally.

——That was Feng Xingyun's memory.

Fu Yuqiu stared blankly at him, and cried out with a "chirp".

"What kind of revenge, idiot?!" Fu Yuqiu cried, "Your leaves will be burnt—be careful! Chirp!"

The burning water flew into the air, and there was even a hissing sound when it broke through the air.

Fu Yuqiu desperately spread her not-so-broad wings to protect Fu Baihe, and the inner palace instinctively urged Shui Lianqing.

The bone-eating pain came up densely again, but Fu Yuqiu no longer remembered the pain when he saw the almost scorched hand, and worked harder to hit the restriction on the inner mansion Shui Lianqing.

Finally, Shui Lianqing rushed out of the inner mansion, forming a thick water barrier.

Phoenix Fire followed closely behind, colliding with Fenshui and Shui Lianqing.

There was a muffled sound.

There was a puff of dust and smoke around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The Immortal Venerable, dressed in white, came slowly through the clouds and mists.

The golden pupils were like flames, piercing through the thick smoke and falling straight on the white bird on the ground.

Fu Yuqiu collapsed into a piece of cake, lying on the ground limply, her spread wings were covered with dust, as dusty as glutinous rice balls exploded with sesame seeds.

Feng Yan glanced at it, and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He suppressed the sudden emotion, tightened the corners of his lips and looked at Feng Xingyun.

Feng Xingyun has already prepared his speech: "Father, the demon clan captured the white sparrow in an attempt to coerce you to return to the winter, Xingyun knows it, and is here to share your worries."

Feng Yan looked coldly: "Return to the winter?"

It's so cold in winter, why do you want to return it?

Fu Baihe stared blankly at the white sparrow on the ground, as if he recognized it, but couldn't recover for a while.

Fu Yuqiu was lying on her stomach, almost rolling her eyes with anger when she heard this sentence.

Hit it up!

The wicked report first!

In fact, this is indeed the case, the Yaozu did have this idea.

But compared with Feng Xingyun's bad behavior of trying to poach Shui Lianqing from his inner mansion, Yaozu's business of trading white sparrows to return to Winter seems extremely childish.

Fu Yuqiu was terribly angry, cursing and cursing in a weak voice: "Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

"It's clear that you want to dig out my panacea!"

Hearing these words, Xianzun turned slightly sideways.

But for some reason, he didn't dare to approach Fu Yuqiu, so he could only keep a close distance and look at him lightly from the corner of his eye.

After Fu Yuqiu finished speaking, the Inner Palace was shaken violently and reversed violently, as if it was a backlash from forcibly breaking the inner palace's restriction just now.

"cough……!"

The little white sparrow coughed violently a few times, its head drooped, and it seemed that it had fallen asleep.

Feng Hao's golden pupils shrank, and rushed forward.