The stuntman's acting skills exploded and Mr. Song capsized in the gutter.

[Don’t read the second chapter that is updated every day, wait until it is replaced the next day and then read it again! The factory works overtime every day. I get off work late at night and cannot update on time, so I can only stay up late at night to write. I hope everyone will stop scolding the author (?o﹏o?). 】

Three days later, Xishan Hunting Ground.

In the dark woods with towering ancient trees, a fight was going on.

Even if the Palace of Hell sent dozens of assassins to protect Feng Jinglan, they still couldn't afford to go through rounds of assassinations.

There are too many people who want him dead.

A man dressed as a bodyguard used his last strength to protect Feng Jinglan and break out from the siege.

However, the guard was soon stabbed in the back by the chasing killer, and the wheelchair that lost control suddenly slid down the slope.

After sliding for a long distance, he fell into a shallow pit, and Feng Jinglan in the wheelchair was overturned to the ground.

There are not only protruding tree roots in the shallow pit, but also sharp-edged stones. After such a collision, Feng Jinglan was seriously injured and blood immediately oozed from his body.

He groaned, endured the pain, and climbed out of the shallow pit with difficulty with the support of his hands.

There were a few leaves on his head, his hands were bloody, and the pain in his body stimulated every nerve. He turned around and looked back, seeing that those people were not chasing him. Just as he was about to take a breath, a wolf howl sounded in his ears.

The hungry wolves with green eyes suddenly appeared, their eyes were fierce, and they were roaring and approaching him.

Saliva flowed down from the corners of his mouth, dripping on the ground drop by drop, and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell.

Do those people really want him to die? Not just waves of assassins, but now wolves.

Are you really going to die here?

Feng Jinglan's body strength had been exhausted. He looked at the hungry wolf at the front that was charging towards him. His dark and indifferent eyes showed the despair and unwillingness of being at the end of his rope, as well as the embarrassment and gloominess of a trapped animal.

Do not!

He hasn't avenged his mother and uncle yet and dragged those people into hell!

He can't die!

Feng Jinglan's eyes were red, and hatred instantly filled his heart. With weak hands, he used his last bit of strength to crawl forward.

Ahead was a hundred-foot-deep cliff shrouded in clouds and mist, and despair once again swept through his body.

Looking at the approaching wolves from behind, Feng Jinglan would rather fall down a hundred-foot-deep cliff than be torn apart by these beasts.

……

Phoenix Mountains.

Spring is full of flowers, the trees are green, the birds are singing, and the whole air is filled with the fragrance of vegetation and flowers.

There was a "bang" sound, and a huge thing fell from the sky.

A towering sycamore tree in the forest suddenly had several twigs broken off, and the birds perched on the tree were so frightened that they flapped their wings and flew around.

"What? It scares the birds to death."

"The one who fell from the sky couldn't be a god, right?"

"I heard that the gods are very powerful. They can fly into the clouds and ride on the mist, so they won't fall from the sky."

A little bird flapped its wings and approached cautiously: "Huh? It seems like a mortal?"

Several other little birds also came over curiously: "I wonder what he looks like? Can he catch Mr. Feng's eyes?"

"No matter what he looks like, Mr. Feng will definitely not like his dirty look. He loves to be clean the most."

A group of birds were watching and making chirping sounds.

"Young Master Feng wants to find a good-looking mortal to get married and have babies. Let's go tell him as soon as possible."

Several little birds immediately flapped their wings and flew towards a peach tree in front of them.

"Master Feng, wake up, wake up quickly!"

There was chirping in his ears. Lying against the peach tree, the young man in red with an exquisite face rubbed his sleepy eyes. Unable to hold it back, he covered his mouth and yawned, and his crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly.

Hidden under the long eyelashes is a pair of golden eyes, sparkling, with water mist in them, giving a sense of transparency and beauty.

He drooped his head, resisting the desire to yawn again, and looked at the bird flying with fluttering wings, and the crisp boy's voice sounded: "What's wrong?"

"Master Feng, someone broke into Phoenix Mountain."

"Oh." Fengxuan responded subconsciously with his head confused.

Tweet——

This guy didn't understand at all!

The little bird flapped its wings vigorously twice again: "I said someone broke into Phoenix Mountain."

Fengxuan's distracted eyes were now focused, and he repeated blankly: "Did someone break into Phoenix Mountain?"

"Yes." Several birds chirped solemnly.

Fengxuan finally digested the news, blinked, and showed his trademark silly expression: "How did you break in?"

"It seemed to have fallen from the sky and crushed several sycamore branches."

"It fell from the sky? Could it be a god?" Feng Xuan's little face immediately showed a fierce expression: "I'll kill him!"

The peach tree suddenly swayed slightly, and its pink petals flew like butterflies.

The petals fluttered for a moment and then stopped. Then I looked up and saw a young man in maple clothes standing under the tree.

The light gauze is flowing and the wind is blowing ink hair, like an elf falling into the world. His long ink-colored hair, like a waterfall, reached his waist, and the warm sunlight seemed to coat him with a thin layer of golden light.

Phoenix Mountain is in the human world, but hidden in heaven and earth. Neither demons nor gods can find it.

Ever since Fengxuan could remember, what he hated most was gods. Even though he has never seen the gods in the sky, it doesn't stop him from hating him from the bottom of his heart.

Now a god actually broke into his territory, and he had to kill him.

"Master Feng, it seems that he is not a god, but a mortal."

"Mortal?" Fengxuan's expression was blank for a while, and his golden eyes suddenly shone brightly, as if he could slip out of the stars: "Is he good-looking?"

"We were afraid and didn't dare to get too close. He was dirty and his face was covered in blood. We couldn't see his appearance clearly."

Feng Xuan instantly lost interest and flew up the tree, lying on the tree as before: "Throw him to the wolf outside to eat."

"Master Feng, this is the first time in thousands of years that a mortal has fallen into our Phoenix Mountain. Aren't you curious about what he looks like?"

Fengxuan pouted: "I don't want to know, he doesn't look good anyway."

"Master Feng has never seen what he looks like, so how do you know he is not good-looking?"

"Master Feng, haven't you always wanted to find a good-looking mortal to get married and have cubs with? What if he is handsome?"

Fengxuan drooped his head, with a look of disappointment on his face: "Few of the mortals I've seen before are good-looking."

Since he woke up in Fengqi Palace three thousand years ago, his only hobby has been reading story books about the love-hate relationship between men, and he has a special liking for story books about boys and men.

Boys and girls are inherently contrary to heaven and do not exist in this world or in the six realms.

It was obviously made up by the person who wrote the script, but Feng Xuan believed it to be true.

No matter how other demons, Bi Liu and Song Nanyi explained that men can't have cubs between men, he just wouldn't listen. I firmly believe that everything in the story is true, and cubs can be born between men.

Under the poisonous influence of the story, he wanted to find a mortal to get married and have children.