Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

Feng Yan looked up at him.

With such an indifferent appearance, there is no sense of familiarity that Fu Yuqiu noticed just now.

Fu Yuqiu regretted it after asking.

"Why do you ask this?" Fu Yuqiu wanted to slap herself, thinking, "Even if he is really in the lower world, he must not be ugly."

Fu Yuqiu knocked out a piece of black and purple on his knee, he resisted the urge to grin his teeth and threw off the hem of his clothes, and was about to get up by himself, but he heard Feng Li who had been silent all this time finally spoke.

"came."

Fu Yuqiu was taken aback.

Feng Li doesn't want to deceive Fu Yuqiu again, but he has no memory at this time, and he doesn't remember how he met Fu Yuqiu in the lower realm and how he left him in the end.

Emotions cannot be faked.

But if Feng Lian really valued Fu Yuqiu so much, why did he leave, and why did he let him be deceived by Feng Beihe and not come to his rescue?

Feng Li never cared about her body or her memory. She feared that the world would not be chaotic if she could live one more day. She even regarded herself as a bet in the game, and she didn't care about life and death honor or disgrace.

Only now, for the first time, Feng Yan has a strong urge to retrieve the memories of the past.

Seeing that Fu Yuqiu was thoughtful, Feng Yan tentatively asked, "Why are you asking this?"

Fu Yuqiu felt that she was whimsical.

Who is Huo Yanluo?

The Ninth Heaven Immortal Venerable, and it is only a phoenix, even if he was bullied by the Suzaku Immortal Venerable back then, he would not be on the verge of death like the ugly monster, who can only survive on his own leaf?

"It's nothing." Fu Yuqiu said coldly, "I think of the ugly monster who cheated me on a leaf and left without saying goodbye. He is the only bastard who lied to both love and sex. If you are him..."

Then the total ledger can be doubled.

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Beihe lied to Fu Yuqiu's "sex", and Fenghuang lied to his feelings.

It's a good thing for the ugly, both of them have been cheated.

Feng Hao thinks that he is not an ungrateful person, and he should not be a deceitful person as Fu Yuqiu said, but Fu Yuqiu's words are so convincing, Feng Hao is a little uncertain.

The time Feng Yan hesitated, Fu Yuqiu had already got up on his own.

When there is no support, Fu Yuqiu never sells misery and pretends to be pitiful, but whenever his two elder brothers or Le Sheng are here, if he falls, he can pretend to cry until the Kunlun Mountains collapse and the ground cracks.

Feng Hao said: "Yuqiu..."

"Don't call me by my name, I can't bear the love of my lord." Being reminded of the ugly monster, Fu Yuqiu was in a bad mood immediately, and didn't want to talk to him anymore, and limped down the path.

He didn't know where this was leading to, so let's go first.

Feng Yang hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to do.

Fu Yuqiu walked a long way, turned around in a strange way, and saw Feng Li lowering his hand from his face from a distance, as if wiping something?

wipe what?

Fu Yuqiu wondered, "Tears?"

After this idea appeared, Fu Yuqiu was covered in goose bumps.

Huo Yan Luo shed tears?

It would be better to say that Huo Yan Luo has deep roots in love for him.

Fu Yuqiu was thinking wildly, deliberately slowing down his pace.

After a while, Feng Yan walked behind him.

Fu Yuqiu sneaked a glance back, and found that Feng Yan's golden pupils were indifferent, and he didn't seem to be shedding tears at all. Instead, he followed him, emitting a faint smell of blood.

He vomited blood?

Fu Yuqiu only realized later that the spiritual spring was so cold just now, and Feng Lian was a phoenix, so the fire spiritual power must be suppressed.

"You..." Fu Yuqiu tentatively said, "Are you all right?"

Feng Hao shook his head.

His unchanging reaction as if the sky was falling made Fu Yuqiu wonder if he was really thinking too much.

Ninefold Heavenly Immortal Venerable, shouldn't be so easy to vomit blood and get injured, right?

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps coming down a small steep slope not far away.

Fu Yuqiu followed the prestige and saw Mu Jing trotting over, his face full of joy.

"Brother, brother!"

Fu Yuqiu raised an eyebrow.

Is Huo Yanluo so considerate? He even brought Mu Jing over here.

Mu Jing quickly ran to Fu Yuqiu's side, his face was covered with sweat because of running so fast, he raised his head panting, and looked at Fu Yuqiu with bright eyes.

It's just that from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Feng Yan behind him, and he hugged Fu Yuqiu's arm timidly, not daring to look.

Fu Yuqiu felt that she had recovered from her injuries, and she didn't want to stay in this cold place any longer.

He took a deep breath, turned his head and said to Feng Hao, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving me this time."

Fu Yuqiu had a pleasant face, but the cold and thorny alienation made people more disappointed than the anger of scolding and cursing.

Feng Xun gave a "hmm" as a way of thanking him.

Fu Yuqiu didn't want to be indebted to Huo Yanluo, but Fengyan didn't want anything, so maybe he didn't like the thank you gifts from Fu Yuque or Fu Baihe at all.

After hesitating for a moment, Fu Yuqiu suddenly recalled that Feng Xuesheng and Qingxi were looking for yin vine fruit for the immortal.

Fu Yuqiu looked down at his ankle.

The yin vine fruit tastes like a spiritual fruit with ice, but the core is not extraordinary at first glance. Maybe this is what Huo Yanluo wants?

Fu Yuqiu has only one piece of clothing all over her body, and the rarest thing should be this fruit core.

He bent down and reached out to touch the kernel on his ankle.

It's just that Fu Yuqiu's fingers just touched the red string piercing the fruit core, and Feng Yan's golden pupils trembled, as if recalling the tragic scene when Fu Yuqiu forcibly pulled the golden bead to bleed.

The red rope suddenly turned into a cluster of phoenix fire and broke apart.

Fu Yuqiu quickly caught the fruit core that had almost fallen to the ground with quick eyes, just as if the rope was damaged by water, without thinking too much, straightened up and handed the fruit core over.

"Give you."

Feng Hao didn't look at the fruit core, but stared at Fu Yuqiu's eyes.

"I don't know if this thing will be of any use to you." Fu Yuqiu said, "Just take it as my thank you for saving your life."

He respected each other one by one, and looked at Feng Li with indifferent and distant eyes, as if he was really a stranger who met by chance.

If Feng Li hadn't seen Fu Yuqiu's star-studded eyes full of reliance, he might not have felt that the eyes that looked like stagnant water in a secluded pool made people feel like falling into a cold cellar.

Feng Yan forcibly suppressed the sourness surging from his heart, and silently raised his hand to take the Sen Leng fruit core.

Seeing him take it, Fu Yuqiu heaved a sigh of relief without leaving a trace.

As if he had paid back the favor, he pulled the wooden mirror and was about to leave.

Feng Li rubbed the fruit core with his snow-white fingertips, and suddenly called out to him: "Feng Beihe is here, do you want to see him?"

Fu Yuqiu paused.

Feng Beihe...

The chief culprit who killed him.

Fu Yuqiu hesitated.

Feng Yan could see that Fu Yuqiu's temperament was too kind, otherwise he wouldn't have been cheated three times without remembering to beat him. Seeing him hesitate, he sighed silently.

This kind of temperament, sooner or later...

Before he finished thinking, Fu Yuqiu stared straight at him and said, "He is your son, are you sure I can take revenge on him?"

Yan Luo is used to the uncertainty of life, although Feng Li was still shouting at Feng Beihe before, but Fu Yuqiu was a little worried and turned his head, and the two became filial again.

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Hao was silent, not sure if he was reflecting on what kind of image he was in Fu Yuqiu's heart, or he was completely speechless about Fu Yuqiu's jumping thoughts.

After a while, he said, "Yes."

Fu Yuqiu was still vigilant: "Then what is he doing in the Snow Deer Clan?"

As far as he knew, the Xuelu tribe was good at medicine. Feng Beihe was injured in the Lingyuze Dabi before, and Huo Yanluo sent him to Kunlun Mountain again. Isn't it for medical treatment?

Feng Yan didn't expect Fu Yuqiu's mind to turn so quickly, he hesitated before saying: "It's still useful to keep him."

Fu Yuqiu let out a "huh".

Even Mu Jing couldn't stand it anymore, he tugged at Fu Yuqiu's hand, and whispered, "It's really useful."

Fu Yuqiu glared at him: "Who are you aiming at?!"

Mu Jing hurriedly said: "It's useless, it's useless."

Feng Yan: "..."

Fu Yuqiu wanted to go to Feng Beihe to show off his power, but when he thought that the exhilaration of getting his revenge was all "given" to him by Huo Yanluo, he suddenly became unhappy.

He looked at Feng Li quietly, and said, "How will you deal with him in the end?"

Feng Yan seemed to want to laugh, but quickly held back, her tone was soft and indifferent: "Do you want to keep useless people as a nuisance?"

Fu Yuqiu tried to ask: "Would you...will you set him off on fireworks?"

"No." Feng Yan said, he knew that Fu Yuqiu hated him for setting off birds as fireworks, and he set off the oriole bird's blood flame in front of him once before, and Fu Yuqiu was afraid of him until now.

Of course I can't answer now...

Before he finished thinking about it, Fu Yuqiu let out a "tow", as if he was very disgusted and disappointed.

Feng Yan: "..."

Fu Yuqiu's mind was too difficult to guess, Feng Yan didn't know for a while whether he should change his words and say that he would set off fireworks in Fengbei River.

"I'm not going." Fu Yuqiu said with a numb face, "It doesn't matter whether you look at it or not, it just adds to the bad luck - I want to go back to Fuyun Prefecture."

Anyway, Feng Beihe fell into the hands of Huo Yanluo, no matter whether the fireworks were set off or not, it would not end well.

Fu Yuqiu now just wants to hear about Yougu.

Feng Hao didn't force it either.

At this moment, a snow deer ran towards him, ran up to him respectfully and bowed his head, and said, "Your Majesty, someone from outside Kunlun Mountain came and said it was..."

As it spoke, it raised its head and gave Fu Yuqiu a timid look.

"It is said that it is a member of the Yaozu who came to pick up His Highness back to Fuyun Prefecture."

Fu Yuqiu was stunned for a moment, and said in astonishment: "Monster clan? Fu Baihe?!"

Thinking about it carefully, before he lost consciousness, Fu Baihe's reaction was really strange, as if he recognized Fu Yuqiu.

Fu Yuqiu was overjoyed immediately.

Helping the white crane came very quickly!

What Fu Yuqiu didn't know was that although he only felt that he was having a good dream, in fact three full days had passed outside.

Feng Li had already guessed that Fu Baihe would come to pick him up, and he was already fully prepared to let him go, but when Fu Yuqiu really wanted to leave, a touch of irritability and violence suddenly appeared in his calm as water heart.

This emotion is different from the usual feeling that Fengzhang is about to go crazy and bloodthirsty.

"Don't let him go..."

"Don't go where I can't see you."

Feng Hao's rage and panic were unprecedented, as if he had once drowned in the sea of ​​regret.

Unprecedented fear and remorse swept over, and Feng Yan exhausted all his rationality to forcefully suppress this violent possessive desire.

There seemed to be a raging fire in the golden pupils of Feng Yan, and when he looked straight at Fu Yuqiu, he felt an inexplicable sense of evil and coldness.

Fu Yuqiu, who was still in joy, felt his back go cold, and looked over in confusion.

Feng Yuyu drooped her eyelashes, and forcibly suppressed the urge to lock Fu Yuqiu in a cage.

"Go ahead," he said.

Fu Yuqiu couldn't tell what was wrong, but the joy of being able to go home dispelled the suspicion. He didn't even want to say goodbye, and happily ran down Kunlun Mountain with the wooden mirror.

Snow deer leads the way ahead.

Fu Yuqiu ran so fast that she wished she could fly down the mountain to meet Fu Baihe.

After walking for a while, he looked back in a strange way.

On the high mountain, the snow-white figure still stands in place, like the ghost orchid that never bends.

Fu Yuqiu was slightly taken aback.

Mu Jing tugged at his cuff: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Fu Yuqiu came back to his senses and shook his head: "It's okay."

The shame of being treated as a spiritual pet for fun was left behind, and Fu Yuqiu ran towards the road leading to Wenyou Valley without looking back.

The top of the mountain.

Feng Yan stood quietly on the spot, watching Fu Yuqiu leave Kunlun Mountain.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, covered his lips with his hands and choked out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Yan has long been used to using the phoenix fire with his fingertips to burn the blood into a blood-red mist that dissipates in front of him, and leaves with a flick of his sleeve.

The Snow Deer Clan has many secret techniques, even if the sea of ​​consciousness collapses, it can be cured. Feng Yan has been accompanying Fu Yuqiu in Lingquan for the past few days, and only now has time to see Feng Beihe.

The Fengbei River is a barrier in a quiet place, and there are two snow deer guarding the entrance.

The two snow deer recognized Feng Li, hurriedly saluted them respectfully, and welcomed them in.

In the empty talisman array not far away, a figure sitting cross-legged on the ground could be vaguely seen.

While the talisman array was in operation, Feng Beihe's limbs and bones seemed to be pierced by chains one by one, nailed to the ground.

He lowered his head slightly, and a cluster of faint blue flames was burning slowly in front of him, but as the formation became more urgent, the cluster of natal flames became dimmer and dimmer.

Feng Yan walked over slowly.

Feng Beihe noticed the footsteps, raised his head slowly, and said suddenly: "Don't go out."

Although this sentence has no beginning or end, Feng Yan could hear what he meant, and immediately wanted to laugh.

"You took him out." Feng Yan looked down at him from above, his golden pupils were full of indifference and unconcealable hostility, but his tone was still very gentle, "You not only took him out, but also trapped him in the There was no water in the sand mustard for seven days, and finally he was forced to the point where the elixir exploded."

The drowsy Feng Beihe trembled all over, and the chains penetrating his body jingled.

His lips trembled slightly: "No..."

Feng Hao stretched out his hand to touch the center of Feng Beihe's eyebrows, and said with a half-smile, "Who told you about the identity of Wen Yougu Jiangling Youcao?"

Feng Beihe shook his head slowly, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

"I... Jiang Ling... Youcao, I don't know..."

Feng Hao didn't believe it.

If no one had told Fengbei Hewen Yougu that there was a crimson spirit grass in advance, how could he have concealed his identity in advance to Wen Yougu to trick Fu Yuqiu into trusting him?

If Feng Beihe doesn't say anything, then he will look in his memory.

Without blinking, Feng Hao forcibly poured the phoenix's spiritual power into Feng Beihe's newly healed sea of ​​consciousness, plundering the colorless memory like wildfire for himself.

A burst of golden flames rose instantly.

"Phoenix calamity..."

"Huh? What?"

Two voices sounded in the darkness.

Feng Li was taken aback for a moment.

This is not Feng Beihe's memory.

The memory was full of fiery flames, rather like the memory of the Golden Crow who once parasitized Feng Beihe's body.

A sun-like ray of light slowly appeared in the darkness, illuminating the surroundings as if they were daylight.

Feng Yan looked at it indifferently.

That's Empyrean.

On the supreme immortal seat, the man in the flaming red robe had blood on his lips. He looked at the person in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "The tragedy of the entire Phoenix family is caused by you."

The phoenix, dressed in black clothes with dark grass and dark patterns, stepped on the fairy seat with one foot without any scruples, and a dragon-scale sword pierced straight through the heart of the Suzaku fairy, crazily sucking up the bones, blood and energy of the ancient beast.

"Oh." Fenghuang's face was still the same extremely ugly face, he didn't seem to care about the words of the Suzaku Immortal, and even casually tapped the Dragon Scale Sword with two fingers as if walking, "Yes ?"

It was probably too boring for Phoenix to move the Dama Golden Sword. He pressed the hilt of the sword with his palm, and pushed the dragon scale sword in without blinking.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the sword blade pierced through the body of Suzaku Immortal Venerable, and broke out from the back of the heart, piercing through the fairy seat as well.

The blood flowed all over the white and flawless fairy seat.

His movements looked too natural, as if he had made an extremely ordinary move. After pushing, he seemed to feel that his palm was pierced by the hilt of the sword, so he shook his hand casually.

"I am disaster, I am evil spirit.

"All the disasters and tragedies in the Three Realms were caused by me, and the entire Phoenix family died together with the Golden Crow because of me.

"Is that enough?"

Fenghuang didn't think those innocuous curse words could bring him anything at all, and even tilted his head and smiled slightly to complete what Suzaku Immortal Venerable hadn't finished.

Immortal Suzaku: "You..."

Seeing his appearance, Fenghuang laughed out loud for some reason.

He looks crazy, not like an ancient phoenix at all, more like some delirious demon cultivator.

Fenghuang narrowed his eyes and approached Zhuque Immortal Venerable: "Apart from these words, is there anything else?"

Suzaku stared at him intently, suddenly seemed to think of something, and smiled: "Of course there's also—the crimson spirit grass in Wen Yougu..."

As soon as these four words were uttered, Phoenix's expression instantly sank.

"Back then, the Snake Clan was going towards you, and he was implicated by you and almost lost his life." Suzaku said with a mouthful of blood pouring out of his mouth, but he was still struggling.

"Everyone who loves you, everyone you love, will die because of you.

"So did he.

"That grass..."

The golden pupils of the phoenix suddenly ignited a fierce flame, instantly enveloping Suzaku Immortal Venerable.

Before Feng Yan could recover, the memory in front of him disappeared in an instant.

The Golden Crow flame dissipated instantly, replaced by a faint blue flame.

After that came the memory of Feng Beihe.

The Golden Crow lives in Fengbei Hanoi Prefecture.

Seeing the Jin Ling in Feng Beihe's hand who looked like he was playing with a fool, Jin Wu's malicious voice rang in Feng Beihe's ears.

"Wen Yougu, there is a secluded grass, I need his panacea to restore my soul."

The young Feng Beihe was taken aback: "Youcao?"

"Well, you go..." Jinwu said, "Get it for me."