Rebirth Fluffy Ball

Emperor Feng is the emperor of the Feng clan, and the Feng clan commands all birds in the world, so one can imagine his status.As an ancient auspicious beast, the phoenix has a much higher status than the tiger. Therefore, Lingrui should respectfully address Feng Xiange as an emperor when he sees Feng Xiange.

Emperor Feng, in the eyes of all the immortals in the heavens, is a lonely and indifferent guy. The Feng family has always been proud, and everyone thinks so-the unparalleled beauty of Feng Xiange is a powerful and cold beauty.But there was at least one person who didn't think so, and that was Ling Zihao, who blindly worshiped Emperor Feng as his teacher.

"Little Fuqiu, peel this apple for the teacher. It must be cut into a lotus shape and must not turn yellow."

"There are bamboo worms growing in the bamboo, so freeze all the worms and fry them at night."

"Mo Yan is talking nonsense again, little furball, go get a feather from his tail... yes, it's the longest and biggest one."

In the first period of time in Fengdao, Ling Zihao was doing all kinds of things every day. Feng Xiange never maintained the image of a cold beauty in front of him. After learning how to fly a little bit, he started to practice catching Mo Yan every day.

Whenever the little fox was doing these things, Feng Xiange would sit on the side and watch him leisurely. Occasionally, there would be golden brilliance flowing in the coquettish phoenix eyes, which often made the maids who were waiting on the side lose their minds.And the little fox never looked at him when he was doing something, even if this kind of thing seemed unreasonable, he would continue to do it without complaint, and the better he did it.

If you don't hold the ice blade well, you will scratch your claws, if you don't hold the ice blade well, you will freeze your own fur, and Mo Yan, who is chasing that slippery head, will often fall ugly.The maids who worshiped Emperor Feng blindly on weekdays couldn't help but feel distressed, secretly complaining that Emperor Feng was cruel.

in a few months.

"Master, apples." The little fox held a small plate, and put the lotus-shaped apples on the table. The petals were as thin as onion wings, crystal clear without any yellowing.

Feng Xiange picked up a piece with her slender fingers and put it in her mouth, narrowed her eyes slightly, smiled without saying a word.

"Master, the worms are frozen." The little fox ran over dragging a small basket of frozen bamboo worms.The fat worm was frozen by a thin layer of ice. The ice changed angles along the texture of the worm's body, holding it firmly like a mold, and it was no longer a big lump of ice like before.

Feng Xiange took an ice worm and touched it carefully in his hand. Suddenly, a flame ignited in his hand, instantly defrosted and roasted the worm, and threw it into the air: "Your reward."

Mo Yan, who was dozing off on the branch, woke up instantly, and swooped down to catch it accurately.

Emperor Feng curled up his thin lips: "Grab it."

Hearing the words, Ling Zihao soared into the air, jumped up to the top of the tree in two or three steps, jumped lightly among the branches, aimed at the target and threw himself down.

"Hey!" The fiery red parrot was thrown to the ground, screaming and struggling, the little fox looked down at him with a gorgeous tail feather in its mouth, brushed the fluff on his neck provocatively with its tail, and jumped to hand over the spoils To the smiling master standing under the plane tree.

"Go to the tallest sycamore tree tonight." Feng Xiange said lightly, then turned and walked away.

The little fox flicked its tail, nodding yes.

"Hey, little hairball, Your Majesty always asks you to do these boring things, why do you still do them with such relish?" Mo Yan complained a lot about the fact that he was often plucked.

Ling Zihao glanced at him and did not answer. He cut flat fruit to practice the accuracy of his moves, frozen worms to control the retraction and release of spiritual power, and caught birds to practice flying skills. Feng Xiange froze him for the second time. When the big ice lump was burned to ashes, he understood the master's intention.

Seeing that the little fox was ignoring him, Mo Yan jumped up and spoke more vigorously: "If you have any dissatisfaction, you can say it out. Your Majesty won't know if you keep it in your heart! Let me tell you, Your Majesty is not as kind as he appears. In fact, his heart is treacherous, you have to be careful, don't obey everything..."

"Mo Yan, I'm thinking about making a roasted parrot for the little fur ball." Feng Xiange stood on the sycamore tree above his head from time to time, leisurely holding a leaf in his mouth and said.

"Uh, I suddenly remembered that today's news in the mortal world has not been dealt with, so I will leave first." Mo Yan suddenly turned into a young man in red on the spot, and ran away without a trace.

Feng Xiange jumped down and threw a small red ball to the little fox: "This is for you."

He picked up the thing on the ground with his paws. It was a fluffy ball about the size of an adult's fingertip. The fiery red color looked very familiar.

"Mo Yan and Mo Yu are twin brothers. Using their feathers as a medium, they can communicate with each other." Feng Xiange explained with rare patience.

Mo Yan Moyu comes from the best communicative parrot clan, and is a very rare identical twin brother of the Yu clan. You must know that it is really difficult to hatch two birds from one egg.Using their feathers as a medium, pour spiritual power into them, and you can hear the voice from the other end. This is simply a high-end mobile phone in the fairy world!

Ling Zihao looked at Master with some excitement, and the man put his slender index finger to his lips: "Don't tell others, there is only this pair in the Three Realms." For safety, the two parrots are only called ordinary brothers to the outside world. Anyway, the two of them are not even the same color, so naturally no one doubts it.Otherwise, if everyone wanted such a convenient tool, their hair would have been plucked long ago.

"I understand, thank you, Master!" The little fox held the ball and bowed to Feng Xiange.

Emperor Feng bent down and patted his head: "Go to the Heavenly Court for the teacher, remember to have dinner."

"Yes!" Rubbing in that slender and beautiful palm, the little fox nodded obediently.

I haven't seen Ling Zixi in the past few months. He has no ability to go, and Xi has no way to come out, and he is very busy every day. Those seemingly simple things actually require him to practice constantly.Hao, who has done similar exercises in his previous life, naturally understands that there should be no interruption at the beginning, and once you stop, all previous efforts will be wasted, so even if you miss it, you can only endure it.

I have never tried to miss a person. When I eat, I miss the fish he carefully picked out the thorns. When I drink water, I miss the juice he squeezed specially. I will miss him as a pillow when basking in the moon with me...

This kind of inadvertently revealed tenderness makes people unable to help but sink in bit by bit, unable to extricate themselves.

Carefully controlling a trace of spiritual power to inject into the "fur ball phone", the red ball slowly floated in the air, and the little fox squatted on one side, waiting for the response from the other side.One second, two seconds, three seconds... Ling Zihao found himself a little nervous.

"Hello? Haohao, is that you?" The familiar voice came from the glowing red ball.

"...Xi." Ling Zihao called softly.

"Hao Hao, how are you doing recently? Did you eat well?" The little tiger seemed very happy, talking a lot more than usual, "Mo Yu said that when you learn to control your spiritual power, Emperor Feng will tell you about this magical mobile phone, why are you so stupid, it took you so long to learn it!"

"En." After asking so many questions at once, Ling Zihao didn't know how to answer, so he could only make a single sound.

"This mobile phone consumes a lot of spiritual power. To make a long story short," Ling Zixi has long been used to the little fox's words, and Ling Zixi didn't intend to ask him to answer them one by one. "The situation in Lingquan Palace is not very good now, so don't come back for now. , study hard by Emperor Feng's side, brother will visit you when he has time, huh?"

"I'm fine, don't worry," Ling Zihao took a breath and paused for a moment as his few spiritual powers were consumed quickly, "Xi...I miss you."

"..." Mao Qiu's phone was silent for a long time, when Ling Zihao thought he had hung up, the little tiger's voice sounded again, "I miss you too..."

"Crack" the red fur ball fell to the ground, Lingzi Hao lay down exhausted, stretched out his paws to pick up the fur ball phone and hugged it, and parted the corner of his mouth happily.Xi, you can't escape.

Ling Zixi looked at the darkened green feathers in front of her, and touched them again reluctantly.According to Emperor Feng, the silver moon seal will still restrict Hao's spiritual power, and he can't fully exert it now, until he is strong enough to break through the seal.Life here is not easy, but at least with him, there is no need for Hao to face it alone.Ling Zixi is very glad that he came here with him, so that he can make up for the debts of the previous life, and at least make his younger brother no longer lonely.In fact, why not himself?With Hao's company, I no longer want to endure the feeling of being alone. In the huge William Castle, I never want to live the days of stepping on my own shadow to support a family alone.

"Little Fuqiu, why did you fall asleep here?" Feng Xiange picked up the little fox that was stuck on the ground, and jumped onto a sycamore tree lightly.

"Master?" Ling Zihao opened his amber eyes, looking innocently at the person who was carrying him.

"Didn't I let you have dinner? Why are you so disobedient?" Stretched out a slender finger and poked the little fox's flat stomach.

Ling Zihao lowered his head, a little embarrassed.

Flicking the fox's head with his fingers, Feng Xiange took out a rabbit leg wrapped in silk from his sleeve: "Eat it."

The little fox hugged the rabbit's leg and started to gobble it up: "Did Master bring it back from the banquet in the Heavenly Court?"

"Hmm." Feng Xiange said lazily while leaning against the tree trunk.

While eating, Ling Zihao thought, if those immortals knew that this cold beauty had quietly packed the rabbit's legs and hid them in his sleeves, what expressions would they have?