Rebirth Fluffy Ball

The moonlight was scattered on the tall plane tree through the layers of leaves. The beautiful man in red was holding a ball of black fur, sitting on a wide branch, leaning on the trunk and looking up at the bright moon above his head.This is the heaven, the moon is much lower than it looks in the human world, and it is also several times larger, as if falling on the top of a tree, you can touch it by raising your hand.

"Hao, do you know why the bugs are frozen like that?" Feng Xiange held a leaf in his mouth, making him look a little less indifferent and a little more unruly.

"In order to practice the retraction and release of spiritual power." Ling Zihao leaned in the arms of his master. Emperor Feng was a fire phoenix, his body exuded a flame-like warmth, and it was very comfortable to nest in his arms.

Feng Xiange raised his hand and stroked the smooth fur of the little fox. Facing such a small fur ball, it always made people feel uneasy: "Spiritual power is the source of immortal power, no matter your spiritual power Whether it is abundant or lacking, don’t waste a cent. Learn to control it precisely, control the spiritual power you use to just the right amount, and the little spiritual power you save may become your life-saving capital.”

"Use the least amount of energy to do the most. Is this what Master wants to say?" Ling Zihao raised his head and looked at Master. Precisely controlling spiritual power is like using precise force when killing people. Recklessly.So when using cold weapons, Hao is used to cutting the opponent's carotid artery with a dagger, or nailing a toothpick through the bone seam behind the head effortlessly.This is a valuable experience gained in countless life-and-death struggles, so when the world marveled at Moon's elegant and crisp killing movements, no one knew that the Killer King was just trying to save energy.

The slender fingers pinched the pointed fox ears: "The ghost is clever."

Feng Xiange rubbed the hairball in his hand, and slowly told him about the recent situation in the heaven.He is not those people from Lingquan Palace. The difference between the little fox and ordinary children has long been seen in the relationship these days, so he does not avoid him in anything. flower.

Ling Zihao escaped the visit of the royal family because he left with Emperor Feng. It is said that Princess Younan also followed, because she heard that there was a pure black young fox and wanted to see it very much.But Xuanhu was no longer there, and the wayward little princess lost her temper a lot, which made the two accompanying emperor brothers have a good meal.

Feng Xiange is a difficult person, the whole heaven knows it, and the little princess who is not afraid of anything, becomes wilted when she sees Feng Xiange, Feng Island is a place she never dared to set foot on, so she had to give up.

The always restless Emperor of Heaven recently provoked Fairy Baihua, causing the Queen of Heaven to be furious, and found an excuse to throw Fairy Baihua into prison, waiting for sentencing.

The third prince, Hong Jing, asked Ling Zixi, the crown prince of the orc race, to be his companion the day before yesterday, but was opposed by most of the ministers. Jing, after a long dispute, the matter was over.But some old ministers were still worried, and proposed to take Lingzixi back to Tianchi and continue to be taught by several great gods.

"It seems that the third prince is very ambitious and doesn't know how to restrain himself." The little fox lowered his head and muttered.

Feng Xiange flicked the head with his fingers: "Why are you pretending to be deep?" The furry guy suddenly spoke in such a mature tone, it was really unlovable.

The carefree days always go by too fast, seven years in a flash.

In this paradise full of sycamore trees, the little fox lives happily, as long as he studies hard every day, he will not be killed because he cannot beat others, and he will not kill everyone in the room just to snatch a hard steamed bun. There will be no unsightly things to provoke him.There are only beautiful birds, fragrant phoenix trees, noisy Mo Yan and the strict yet gentle Master.

Since he learned to control the spiritual power precisely, Feng Xiange began to teach him the real spell step by step.Feng Xiange's spiritual power belongs to fire, and he is also good at controlling fire and heat, while Ling Zihao's spiritual power belongs to water.But this does not affect the teaching of the course, the mutual restraint of water and fire happens to be the best method of training.Therefore, Feng Xiange's teaching method is - actual combat.

Fengdao is different from Lingquan Palace, it doesn't have any power limit, and you can practice freely.And the diligent little fox is growing rapidly.

In the end, Ling Zixi was taken back to Tianchi to continue to practice. Emperor Feng would occasionally go to Tianchi to bathe, and naturally he would bring the little fox with him, so he could see each other from time to time.Ling Zixi always took the opportunity to give the little fox a lot of delicious food, but Mo Yan, who was forced to carry a large pile of horrible roasted chicken wings and roasted chicken legs, inevitably had to babble all the way.

And the elegant and beautiful Baihua fairy was finally pushed off the wheel platform by the Queen of Heaven and punished as a mortal.

Feng Xiange doesn't like to participate in the affairs of the heavenly court, so nine out of ten days of the daily court meeting are in the state of leave, and the emperor of heaven seems to be quite indulgent to him, so he just let him go if he had no choice.

But just because you don't make trouble doesn't mean trouble won't come to you.

"Why didn't you go to the palace banquet when I invited you yesterday?" The person who spoke was a young man in a light yellow dress. He had a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, but his hostility was really unlikable.

"The hundred-year-old wine was unsealed yesterday, so I drank too much and missed the hour." Feng Xiange said lukewarmly.

"Oh? What kind of wine is it that makes Emperor Feng even abandon me?" The corner of the man's mouth curled up into a smirk, he leaned over, picked up a piece of Feng Xiange's clothes and played with it in his hands.

"Third Prince, please respect yourself." Pulling back his belt, Feng Xiange looked at Hong Jing coldly, if it wasn't because he was the son of the Emperor of Heaven, he would have crushed him to death long ago.

"Feng Meiren, you have been hiding from me for so many years, how long are you going to hide?" Hong Jing took a step forward, approaching Feng Xiange, that delicate and suffocating face is even more amazing from a close distance .

The little fox squatted on the big tree behind the third prince, hiding his pitch-black body under the wide sycamore leaves. A wisp of water vapor in the air was rapidly condensing and drifting silently towards the light yellow costume.

"Your father also told me these words, but..." Feng Xiange took a step back, casually leaning against the sycamore tree behind him.

"But what?" Hongjing's face darkened, he didn't expect that old man to want to attack this beauty, thinking of this, he felt a little annoyed, he couldn't help but follow closely, with his hands resting on the thick tree trunk, The beautiful phoenix is ​​trapped in the arms.

"However..." What annoyed the third prince was that Feng Xiange's face did not show the slightest panic, and his light-colored thin lips still carried a faint smile, "Boom!" A good bow was thrown out suddenly, hitting someone's lifeblood straight.

"Ah~" Hongjing screamed, and the extremely ugly hands on the crotch bounced up and down on the spot.

"However, your royal father can't bear my foot." Feng Xiange sneered, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, "See off!"

After speaking, a huge golden bird swooped down, picked up the third prince who was still in pain, and flew away without touching the ground.The huge wings swept off countless branches above the head, and the little fox hiding behind the leaves was unfortunately swept down and crawled out in a disheveled state.

"Little fox, what good thing have you done?" Feng Xiange shook the dusty fur ball, and blew violently at him, instantly blowing off the dust all over his body.

Shaking his ears that were blown upside down, Ling Zihao said innocently, "I didn't do anything."

Feng Xiange raised his eyebrows, and threw him down irresistibly: "Clean up this place before dinner." After speaking, he turned and left.

Ling Zihao looked at the mess all over the ground, raised a paw, and the water in the nearby stream flowed in the air like a rainbow, the black hairy paw swayed, and the branches on the ground flew up one after another , The stream is divided into countless branches and spirals to entangle the scattered branches and leaves, and then quickly freezes into ice, sticking the branches and leaves back to the tree.While a bit sticky and messy, it shouldn't look like much at first glance, and the icing should hold up until the end of dinner.

So, Ling Zihao patted his paw in satisfaction, and ran to have dinner.

After the little fox had eaten enough, Mo Yan's scream came from the woods: "Who threw the branch? Ah~" The sound of hula-la was especially obvious in the quiet evening.

Feng Xiange put down the cup in his hand, narrowed his eyes and looked at the calm little fox.

"Master, the moon is bright tonight, so I'm going to practice on the top of the cliff first." After speaking, he ran away without looking back.

And what about the third prince who was thrown out?

After relieving the sharp pain, he began to struggle: "Bold slave, let go of this hall."

Upon hearing this, the roc bird immediately let go of its claws.

"Ah~" The third prince screamed and fell to the sixth heaven.

"Hey, isn't this His Highness the Third Prince?" A fairy was drinking tea in the garden when he saw the Third Prince descending from the sky.

"Hmph!" Hong Jing, who was getting angry, snorted coldly, ignored them, and left with a shake of his sleeves.

"Hey..." An immortal poked the immortal friend on one side with his elbow, and raised his chin in the direction where the third prince was leaving.Everyone looked in the direction, but saw that the light yellow clothes behind Hongjing were wet.

After a moment of silence...

"Hahahaha..." There was a burst of laughter in the garden.

After that day, the news that the third prince wet his pants because of being thrown down by the roc spread like wildfire, and spread throughout the entire heaven within a few days.