Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

Fu Yuqiu didn't know how to do it, but actually integrated all the inner alchemy of Jiangling Youcao into his inner mansion, and transferred the mellow Youcao spiritual power to Feng Hao.

After Feng Hao reacted, she let go of the brocade quilt and grabbed Fu Yuqiu's arm.

Sensing Feng Li's repulsion, Fu Yuqiu pressed Feng Li's shoulders to forcefully suppress him, and vented her anger by biting that cold lip hard.

Feng Yan frowned, and pushed Fu Yuqiu away with a slight force.

"Fu Yuqiu..." he said, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Give him all the spiritual power of the panacea, and he can no longer change back to Youcao.

Fu Yuqiu felt that he was so annoying and hypocritical, he looked forward and backward, and babbled.

"Do you want it?" He simply had a showdown, "I have absorbed all the spiritual power of the panacea into the inner mansion, even if you don't want me, I can't change back to Youcao."

Feng Yan frowned even tighter.

Fu Yuqiu murmured, "Xuelu said that double cultivation is faster, so you don't want to directly double cultivation with me, do you?"

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Yan looked at him deeply, and used his spiritual power to carefully search Fu Yuqiu's inner mansion.

He found that there was indeed a cluster of secluded grass spiritual power around Shui Lianqing, and he had completely fused the panacea.

A burst of fury surged in Feng Yang's heart, as if he wanted to scold Fu Yuqiu, but he couldn't bear it when he thought about it carefully.

Fu Yuqiu looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and looked at him with raised eyebrows, with "see how you are" written all over his face.

Feng Yan was silent for a long time, then suddenly grabbed Fu Yuqiu's skirt and pulled him down forcefully.

Fu Yuqiu was caught off guard, and flung Feng Yan on him, then hugged his back with a pair of warm hands, turned over slightly and pressed him under him.

Fu Yuqiu was afraid that the spiritual power would come out of his mouth, so he was puffing up his cheeks and trying to keep his mouth shut, only those beautiful eyes were staring at Feng Lian.

Feng Yan kept silent, and caressed the phoenix fire pattern on his wrist with his fingers.

The gold bracelet in Fu Yuqiu's hand suddenly floated into a gold chain, and the chain jingled crisply, and was directly fixed on the foot of the bedside table.

Fu Yuqiu was stunned, struggled twice and found that he couldn't break free again, and immediately glared at him fiercely.

What does this big tail chicken want to do?

You don't want to tie him up and turn around and leave, do you?

"No..." Fu Yuqiu didn't dare to open her mouth, and could only utter a few vague voices from the cracks in her lips, "Don't go..."

If Feng Yan dared to leave now, he would definitely...

Fu Yuqiu was thinking about it, but saw that Feng Lian had no tendency to leave, and even slowly bent down and pressed down on him.

The scorching phoenix fire seemed to be ignited in this small space, and the snow-white brocade was pressed under the two people, only half of it covered Fu Yuqiu's calf in a mess.

Feng Li stared at Fu Yuqiu, gently rubbed Fu Yuqiu's lips twice with her fingertips, and said softly: "Don't regret it."

Fu Yuqiu didn't know why.

After Feng Yan finished speaking, he didn't know why, so he murmured again.

"Don't... regret it."

It was Fu Yuqiu who was bound and passive, but Feng Li seemed to be pinched by someone, anxious about gains and losses.

Fu Yuqiu was about to say that she would not regret it, but Feng Li's face kept getting bigger.

Suddenly, the cold lips seemed to be burning, becoming extremely hot, and they pressed against Fu Yuqiu's lips, causing him to tremble slightly.

Fu Yuqiu's pupils were slightly slack, staring at the pair of golden pupils so close in disbelief.

Phoenix actually...

He figured it out? !

Before Fu Yuqiu could rejoice in the future, he felt a hot tongue pry open his lips and teeth, and poked them in quietly.

A spiritual force hotter than the Phoenix Fire seemed to be scrambling for the city and land. It swept across Fu Yuqiu's throat like a bamboo, and penetrated into his limbs and bones in an instant.

Fu Yuqiu was shivering from the heat, feeling that wherever the strange spiritual power passed, her own leaves would be scorched.

But thinking about it carefully, at this time he is a white sparrow, without leaves at all.

Fu Yuqiu couldn't resist the scorching spiritual power, but he didn't want to waste Phoenix's willingness to accept his spiritual power, so he clasped Feng Yang's shoulders with both hands and refused to let him go, but the calf wrapped in the brocade quilt was not affected. He kicked a few times in a controlled manner.

Feng Li's golden pupils were cold, staring at Fu Yuqiu's pupils that were gradually overflowing with water mist, then slightly retreated, and stroked her red lips with her fingers again.

"It's too late to regret it now."

Fu Yuqiu regained her breath and breathed heavily, a blush appeared on her snow-white face, and she seemed to be dazed by the heat.

It took him a long time to understand Feng Yang's meaning, and immediately whimpered, grabbed Feng Yang's shoulder with difficulty and pressed him down, cursing with a crying voice: "I regret you, you idiot! Continue..."

Feng Yan obviously wanted to wait for him to refuse, but after Fu Yuqiu finished saying this, he seemed to be unable to wait, and fell on him again.

This time, the spiritual power that seemed to be able to start a prairie fire did not wander in the limbs and bones, but traveled along the meridians all the way to Fu Yuqiu's inner palace.

When entering the inner mansion where the elixir was located, Fu Yuqiu was so hot that he couldn't help it, choked up and let out a hoarse murmur, and kicked on the brocade quilt alternately with his calves.

"Phoenix...Phoenix!"

A place like the Inner Mansion is where the gate of life is located, so no one can easily enter it.

Feng Li's phoenix spiritual power is domineering and fierce. After pouring into Fu Yuqiu's inner mansion that looks like green grass in spring, it is like a beast that brutally grabs the chassis of others. Licked again.

Fu Yuqiu couldn't bear this at all, the hand that had been holding onto Feng Yan's shoulders finally began to struggle, and cried in a broken voice: "I...I'm going to die..."

He was going to be burned to death by the phoenix fire.

Feng Hao was unmoved.

He asked Fu Yuqiu just now, no matter how hard it is to bear at this time, he will not give him any room for regret.

Feng Li gave Fu Yuqiu countless opportunities to regret it, and he even wanted to let Fu Yuqiu leave Phoenix Market at one point.

But Fu Yuqiu didn't know anything, and was so heartless that he plunged into the cage abruptly, and even stretched his hands into the chain on his own initiative.

Feng Li suppresses Fu Yuqiu, allowing him to struggle desperately.

That spiritual power was still patrolling in the inner palace, and finally found the spiritual power of the crimson spirit grass.

If Fu Yuqiu was allowed to recover his spiritual power slowly, it would probably take ten days and a half a month.

Feng Hao was indifferent, the ball of spiritual power in the inner palace seemed to turn into an illusory phoenix, and suddenly grabbed the ball of spiritual power into his mouth.

At the moment of devouring the spiritual power, Fu Yuqiu screamed suddenly, tears were already in the beautiful pupils, and they fell down with the movement of lowering her head.

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, his pupils were scattered, and he had already lost consciousness in that moment of mingling of soul and soul.

Feng Li got up and slowly embraced Fu Yuqiu in his arms.

The nearly broken soul was slowly healed by the spiritual power of Crimson Spirit Youcao, and at the same time, a warm spring-like breath slowly penetrated into every crevice of the soul from the external spiritual power.

At that moment, Feng Yan clearly felt that his soul was connected with Fu Yuqiu.

The feeling of controlling other people's spirits and being controlled by others is so wonderful, Feng Yan can even sense the unprecedented tranquility in Fuyu Qiu's sea of ​​consciousness.

This is the fusion of soul and soul.

***

In the darkness, Fu Yuqiu sat there alone, looking left and right in confusion.

There seemed to be a cluster of flames not far away, and he was terrified, so he got up quickly and staggered towards the light.

But the flame seemed to be deliberately teasing him, and Fu Yuqiu chased the flame farther and farther.

In the end, Fu Yuqiu was so exhausted that he was out of breath, and simply sat down on the ground, sullen and stopped chasing.

The cluster of flames had already run quite a distance, it seemed that Fu Yuqiu didn't catch up, hesitated for a moment, then floated back timidly.

Fu Yuqiu raised his head and stared at it.

The fire circled around Fu Yuqiu a few times, probably because he was afraid that Fu Yuqiu would stop chasing him, so he moved to his hand docilely and rubbed against him flatteringly.

Fu Yuqiu was very coaxing, so he calmed down, and stretched out his hand to gently caress the firelight.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always feel that this cluster of fire seems very familiar.

It seemed to be the fire of nirvana left by Phoenix at Chu Yu's place.

Thinking of this, Fu Yuqiu was taken aback.

How did he know these things?

Is it because of the fusion of spirit and soul?

Just at this moment, the cluster of fire suddenly penetrated into Fu Yuqiu's palm, and then there was a bang, as if it forcibly dragged Fu Yuqiu into a memory.

The flowing water is gurgling, and the trees are full of locust trees.

Chu Yu stood on Huangquan Road like a day for a hundred years, the chain in his hand was jingling by the wind, and the hem of his clothes fluttered against the falling pagoda tree flowers.

Remnant souls and fierce ghosts are the most common on Huangquan Road.

In the distance, there seemed to be a snow-white ghost walking slowly. Chu Yu folded his arms with great interest, and the chains collided, like a soul-inducing bell.

But when he got closer, he found that the snowy white was not a ghost, but a stranger.

Chu Yu raised his brows, squinted his eyes for a long time, and his dead eyes trembled.

A white robe with phoenix pattern?

It's the Nine Layered Heavenly Immortal Venerable, what is he doing in Huangquan?

Chu Yu hurried forward to meet her, and saluted casually: "Your Majesty."

Feng Li seemed to have forgotten how to hide his eyes, and kept that ugly face, his golden pupils were hollow and loose, like a walking dead, looking at Chu Yu in a daze.

"Is there..." he said, his voice hoarse, "Did the soul of Jiangling Youcao come to Huangquan?"

Chu Yu was taken aback.

Crimson Spirit Youcao?

"This is a spiritual object of heaven and earth." Chu Yudao, "If it falls naturally, it will be taken back by the Dao of Heaven and will not come to Huangquan."

Feng Hao said indifferently: "He is a panacea...he blew himself up."

He didn't even know how he knew that Fu Yuqiu's self-explosion was caused by a spiritual pill, as if there was a touch of spiritual power in his heart connected to him, and he could even feel the pain of Fu Yuqiu's self-explosion.

Chu Yu hesitated for a moment: "If the elixir blew up and the soul flew away, then... the remnant soul may be in the underworld."

Fu Yuqiu seemed to be in the void, just staring blankly.

Is this what happened after Fenghuang learned of his death?

Fu Yuqiu always thought that it was because of the way of heaven that he was reborn into the body of the white sparrow intact, but according to Chu Yu, was he saved by the Phoenix?

After a few words, Feng Yan has already stepped into the underworld with a blank expression.

There are countless remnant souls and fierce ghosts in the underworld, like beasts that have been hungry for several years after strangers entered, they rushed towards Feng Calamity with all their teeth and claws.

Fu Yuqiu murmured: "No..."

Huang Quan is so cold, does Feng Yan really want to find his broken soul among thousands of remnants?

Fu Yuqiu suddenly didn't dare to watch anymore.

Phoenix did indeed do so.

He groped tirelessly in the underworld over and over again to find the familiar spirit, even Chu Yu who was on the shore couldn't see it, and the soul-hunting envoy helped him find it.

After searching for an unknown amount of time, the crumbling Phoenix finally landed on the shore.

He held a few shattered souls in his arms that were still glowing with green grass, and his slender fingers were almost frozen into frost and snow, trembling without trace.

I don't know what hurt him, the poisonous phoenix blood had already stained his snow-white robe, and even a few drops splashed on the remnant soul.

Feng Hao didn't seem to know what pain was, and as soon as he got ashore, he showed Chu Yu his remnant soul, and his godless eyes finally had a gleam of light.

"How...to save him?"

"Feng Yan, you know what it means to lose your soul..." Chu Yu said helplessly, "I really have no way to save him."

Feng Yan was stunned for a long time, and the little light that was finally there was dimmed inch by inch.

"Then how to let him go to reincarnation?"

As far as I can remember, except for Fu Yuqiu, Fenghuang has never encountered kindness, and he does not expect any good opportunities from heaven. Ups and downs in the dirty Huangquan cannot end well.

Chu Yu looked at him with pity, and slowly said a few words.

"It can only... quench the soul."