Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

Wen Yougu.

Fu Baihe looked gloomy, and kicked away the snow leopard lying next to him, crossed his legs, and looked coldly at Fu Yuque opposite.

It had been many years since the two had spoken face to face like this, and when they met again at this time, they still wanted to kill each other.

Fu Yuque said indifferently: "Where's Yuqiu?"

Yin Teng had already gone back to his cave to recuperate, and Wen Yougu was the only two people at this time.

There is also a wooden mirror crouching in the corner as a quail.

——As soon as Fu Yuqiu left, Fu Baihe, who was originally amiable and gentle, seemed to be a different person.

Fu Baihe said coldly: "Feng Xingyun took advantage of the time when the monster clan came to Wen Yougu, and somehow used some kind of demon method to capture him away."

Fu Yuque frowned: "Then?"

Fu Baihe was so angry that his chest hurt, but he still looked at Fu Yuqiu's face and said: "The Patriarch of the Cangluan Clan also said that he was rescued by the Immortal Venerable, and he is now missing."

Fu Yuque turned around and left.

"What are you doing?!" Fu Baihe called him sharply.

Fu Yuque: "The Immortal is a lunatic, Yuqiu is in danger."

"Go ahead." Fu Baihe said coldly, "As long as you can get within ten miles of Phoenix Market, I will be willing to call you brother."

Fu Yuque frowned.

Fu Baihe knew that after Fu Yuqiu was taken away by the immortal, it wasn't that he didn't look for it.

Knowing from the Flower Master that Immortal Zun Xu would live in seclusion in the Phoenix Market, he rushed over without stopping.

Although he expected that there would be an enchantment in the Phoenix Market, Fu Baihe never expected that there would be a ghost world spread out in a radius of ten miles in the Phoenix Market, no matter where he went, he would return to the starting point.

It is impossible to get close to the Phoenix Market, let alone go in.

Fu Yuque's face was indifferent: "You just wait?"

Fu Baihe immediately glared at him angrily: "Fu Yuque! Listen to yourself, is what you say is human?!"

When he got angry, his spiritual power was all over his body, and the snow leopard squatting next to him almost went mad, but was kicked away by Fu Baihe, and walked fiercely in front of Fu Yuque.

Fu Yuque didn't blink his eyes, and wisps of poisonous smoke began to overflow.

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, Mu Jing in the corner said timidly, "You...don't fight."

"What's the matter with you?!" Fu Baihe was usually amiable, but now he suddenly became angry and attacked indiscriminately, scolding Mu Jing, "Stay here!"

Mu Jing trembled in fright, nodded hurriedly, wishing that he was a weed in the corner and no one would notice him.

In the end, Fu Yuque and Fu Baihe still didn't fight.

Le Sheng hurried over and separated the two helplessly: "Stop making trouble, Yuqiu is fine, he is just recovering from his injury at the Phoenix Market for a while, the Immortal Venerable said he would let him come back after a while."

Fu Baihe frowned: "Let him come back? Are you sure?"

"Maybe."

Le Sheng felt a little guilty, in fact, he himself didn't believe Xian Zun's nonsense at all.

As for Feng Lian's crazy appearance and not forgetting to hide the matter of Fu Yuqiu's Golden Crow, as for the possessiveness that keeps Fenghuang Market from ten miles around and does not allow any living things to approach, how can he let people go back to Wen Yougu.

Fu Baihe frowned, and asked again: "The Immortal Venerable doesn't have that kind of thought for Yuqiu, does he?"

Le Sheng: "..."

Le Sheng looked complicated, and replied him with a "what do you say" expression.

Fu Baihe's face completely sank.

Fu Yuqiu at the Phoenix Ruins in the distance didn't know that Wen Yougu started to discuss how to "rescue" him. He woke up dizzy from his dream, and inadvertently raised his eyes, and found that Fenghuang was looking down at him.

I don't know why, but Fu Yuqiu had the illusion that Feng Yang had been watching him for a long time, even though he was just staring at him normally.

Fu Yuqiu tilted his head: "Chirp?"

Phoenix lowered his head and used his sharp beak to smooth out the red feather that exploded from sleep.

Fu Yuqiu didn't know if it was because birds like to comb each other's feathers, but Fenghuang was so diligent, he also struggled to get up, intending to see which feathers of Fengxuan were messed up.

But obviously the two of them were sleeping next to each other, but Fenghuang's gorgeous plumage was still supple, even if Fu Yuqiu rubbed him in his arms, there was no mess at all.

Fu Yuqiu didn't give up, "Jiu" rushed forward, and rubbed his head on the soft feather of Phoenix.

This time the phoenix's feathers were finally messed up.

Only then did Fu Yuqiu happily come forward, flicking and grooming Phoenix's feathers with her bright yellow beak.

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Yan laughed.

It was still dark outside, and the snow-white bed curtain poured down, slowly moving with the wind.

Such a closed environment gave Fu Yuqiu a great sense of security, and felt that this was a time for a heart-to-heart talk, so he raised his head and asked, "Fenghuang, did you detoxify yourself?"

Feng Yan froze for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't remember."

"Then have you ever passed Nirvana?" Fu Yuqiu asked tentatively, "Did Nirvana just die once?"

Feng Yan was silent for a while, before saying: "Yes."

Fu Yuqiu hurriedly asked: "How could this be? Weren't you an immortal at that time? Who could kill you? You, did you go back?"

Seeing that Feng Xun didn't speak, Fu Yuqiu realized that Feng Xun had no previous memories at all, so she had to lie back down again, and said softly, "I'm sorry..."

However, Feng Yan grabbed Fu Yuqiu's last words: "Kill back... yes, if you are hurt, you should take revenge, right?"

Fu Yuqiu originally wanted to answer "Of course", but it can be seen that Feng Li's expression seemed not right, so he cautiously did not answer directly.

"It depends on the situation..."

Feng Li didn't even think about him answering, he folded his wings, turned into a human body and held Fu Yuqiu in his palm, and said calmly, "Go, go see Feng Beihe."

Fu Yuqiu felt more and more that something was wrong: "Phoenix?"

Although the two have been separated for more than 20 years, Fu Yuqiu always feels that the current Phoenix does not have the slightest shadow of that year, and is even different from the immortal and Phoenix that he met in Jiuchongtian some time ago.

What the hell is going on?

Feng Li's five fingers gently stroked Fu Yuqiu's neck up to her tail feathers, making Fu Yuqiu feel so comfortable that she didn't have time to think about Feng Li's strangeness.

Fu Yuqiu originally thought that Feng Yang was going to take him away from Fenghuangxu to meet Fengbeihe, but who would have thought that walking through the verandah was still the main hall of Fenghuangxu.

At this time, the sky is already bright, and the morning glow rises from the east, gorgeous and mottled.

Fu Yuqiu lay on her back in Fengyan's palm, squinted her eyes and shouted vaguely: "Fenghuang, aren't we going out?"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Yuqiu felt that Feng Yan's fingers seemed to gather instinctively, but before he was about to pinch him, he quickly let go. Feng Yan smiled and said, "Do you want to go out?"

Fu Yuqiu turned over, lay on her stomach, shook her tail feathers, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you say it's dangerous outside? I stay in Wenyou Valley as well as I stay here, it doesn't make any difference."

Feng Yan didn't speak, and carried him to the main hall.

The main hall of Fenghuangxu was very similar to Jiuchongtian. Fu Yuqiu glanced casually and shivered, probably recalling the grievance of being locked in a cage in Jiuchongtian.

He groaned and stared at Feng Lian to vent his anger.

Feng Yan sat on the cloud chair, caressing Fu Yuqiu casually with downcast eyes, with a cloudy and misty breath on his cuffs.

Fu Yuqiu snored so comfortably that she finally couldn't help but stretched out her wings and patted him to make him stop.

Feng Yan withdrew his hand from Shan Ruliu, took out a snow silkworm from the side, and put it loosely into the familiar urn.

Fu Yuqiu looked suspiciously.

It seems that in Jiuchongtian, Feng Li also likes to stuff snow silkworms into this urn.

Did he keep anything in it?

Just as Fu Yuqiu was looking up, Feng Li pointed to the edge of the urn, and a strand of remnant soul that seemed to be entwined with a red rope came out suddenly, and was pulled by his spiritual power and fell down.

Fu Yuqiu looked at it in confusion, and saw that the remnant soul was... Feng Beihe? !

Feng Beihe's body was already translucent, and he could faintly see countless dense red ropes running through his soul.

Take a closer look, that rope is actually a phoenix fire? !

The chains condensed by the phoenix fire tightly trapped Feng Beihe's soul, and burned the remnant soul that had been severely injured at all times, keeping him in purgatory-like torment.

Feng Yan leaned on the cloud chair, holding the armrest in his hand, resting his chin lazily with five fingers, and casually glanced at Feng Beihe.

Because Feng Beihe's memory was forcibly taken away, Feng Beihe's memory was broken even in the remnant state.

When he saw Feng Yan, doubts flashed in his eyes, and it took him a while to salute, his voice seemed to stop when the wind blows.

"I have seen my father."

Feng Yan smiled, her eyes were icy cold.

He asked: "Feng Beihe, were you bewitched by the Golden Crow back then?"

Feng Beihe was taken aback, and looked up at him.

Golden Crow...bewitched?

Fu Yuqiu always felt that something was wrong with Feng Hao at this time, and he couldn't even care about his enemy here, so he raised his head and frowned at Feng Huang who seemed to be going crazy again.

"I said..." Without waiting for an answer, Feng Yan leaned forward slightly, his golden pupils seemed to be on fire, and his voice was soft but with a sense of oppression that could not be ignored, "Is it because you took Jiangling Youcao to leave Wenyou Valley? Bewitched by the Golden Crow?"

Feng Beihe was stunned for a long time, then shook his head lightly: "No."

He was...

Just jealous.

He only wanted the warmth of the Crimson Spirit Grass to be his own, not any substitute.

Since it's not his own, he doesn't want it either.

There is no need for things that are not needed to exist in the world.

Feng Yang's golden pupils were almost burnt orange, but his tone was still very calm: "Then tell me, do you deserve death?"

Should he be crushed?

is not it……

"Phoenix..."

"Phoenix!!!"

Feng Hao's pupils trembled, and he lowered his head in a daze, and saw Fu Yuqiu was looking up at him, anxiously chattering non-stop.

Feng Yan's voice became softer: "What's wrong?"

Fu Yuqiu shivered, seeing Feng Yang like this, he didn't know why he always felt chills all over, and whispered: "I still want to ask you, what's wrong with you, it feels so strange."

Feng Yan laughed: "I'm fine - what about you, don't you want to talk to him?"

Fu Yuqiu glanced at Feng Beihe hesitantly, recalling his obsessive words just now, his anger suddenly turned evil from his heart to his gallbladder, and he didn't get off Feng Hao's body, directly mobilizing his spiritual power to transform into a human body.

The snow-white robes fluttered and fell down in layers.

Fu Yuqiu's white hair was hanging down, and his face was attractive and attractive. He sat in Feng Yan's arms, moaned and dawdled twice, and adjusted his comfortable sitting posture.

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Beihe stared blankly, and when his eyes fell on Fu Yuqiu's face, his pupils shrank, and he stood up instinctively, as if he wanted to take a few steps forward to touch him.

"you……"

Seeing Feng Beihe staring straight at him, Fu Yuqiu sneered, wrapped one hand around Feng Li's neck, made a gesture of intimacy, and flaunted his might fiercely.

"What are you looking at? My dear son, call me Daddy."

Feng Beihe: "..."

Feng Yan: "..."