Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

Fu Yuqiu seemed to be imprisoned in a grain of sand.

The scorching sun shone directly on the head, and there was no spiritual power or moisture in the air, and what was inhaled in the lungs was only scalding and tingling pain.

Fu Yuqiu's eyelashes drooped lazily, and her ankles were already turning yellow.

- This is not a good sign.

Fuyuqiu is the only crimson spirit grass in the world that can raise the bones of the dead and the human. It is infused with the aura of heaven and earth day and night to give birth to spiritual wisdom.

The things bestowed by heaven should have a smooth path, but at this time he was trapped in this sea of ​​sand, his spiritual power was exhausted due to lack of water, and his meridians were gradually withering.

If I stay any longer, I am afraid that I will die completely.

Fu Yuqiu's hands were chained to the ground, and his legs could barely move.

Dry roots sprouted from the toes, struggling to slowly dig into the soil, trying to find a speck of water to maintain life.

It's just that the fine sand had just buried his instep, when a hand suddenly reached out and held his ankle covered in fine sand.

"What are you looking for?"

Fu Yuqiu was startled and looked around in horror.

His consciousness was sealed, and he didn't even notice when this person appeared.

A man in black with a golden face, knelt on one knee in front of Fu Yuqiu.

He brushed the fine sand off Fu Yuqiu's feet, his gesture was as gentle as if he was treating his beloved.

Just looking up, those eyes are half warm, as cold as frost, as if looking at a dead object.

"Here is a mustard. There is nothing but sand."

Fu Yuqiu didn't listen to what he said at all, gathered up all his strength and stretched out his feet to sweep across.

"Bastard!"

Before touching the man's body, there was a crisp sound of "snap"—Feng Beihe lightly clasped his trembling ankle, looking at him indifferently.

"Go away!" Fu Yuqiu's voice was hoarse, and he looked at him exhaustedly, and he didn't even have the strength to fight hard, "I tried my best to save you, but you will repay your kindness with revenge. You humans...are you all so ruthless?"

Jianglingyoucao lived in the Wenyou Valley, where the spiritual power is rich, since she was born with consciousness. In the valley, she was almost spoiled by those spirit tree spirit beasts since she was a child, and she has never experienced any malice in the world.

The only time, is the man in front of me.

"Everything is just a play." Feng Beihe said indifferently, "My original purpose was your panacea."

Fu Yuqiu was startled, and looked at him in disbelief.

Panacea?

put on a show?

Back then, Feng Beihe was covered in blood, and when he fell from the cliff to Wenyou Valley, his body was full of the breath of a dying person. Even the yin vines entrenched on the cliff that only ate corpses were attracted to him and took root on him.

If he was not lucky enough to be discovered by Fu Yuqiu, he would surely die.

These are just for the sake of gaining his trust...a show?

Fu Yuqiu looked into Feng Beihe's indifferent eyes, even though the surrounding was scorching hot like summer, he still shivered unconsciously.

Even his own life can be used as a bet.

What a madman...

"Your brother was right in not letting you leave Wenyou Valley."

Feng Beihe lowered his eyes and removed Fu Yuqiu's imprisonment on the ground, and the chain instantly turned into loose fine sand and fell: "Jianglingyoucao's panacea has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, as long as you step out of the enchantment of Wenyou Valley, even if you don't I, sooner or later, will be poached for the panacea."

Fu Yuqiu's wrists were covered with bruises, and he looked at Feng Beihe in disbelief: "So, is it reasonable for you to dig my elixir?"

"Yes." Feng Beihe raised his hand to caress Fu Yuqiu's pale face, and wrote lightly, "At least I won't damage your soul, so that you can re-enter reincarnation."

Fu Yuqiu laughed angrily when he heard this sentence.

A beast is a beast, how can there be such a high-sounding excuse for such a vicious act?

Feng Beihe didn't think there was any problem with these words, he leaned slightly and approached Fu Yuqiu.

Fu Yuqiu was so desperate that he supported his body and backed away.

Sha Jie was controlled by Feng Beihe, and just as he moved, his back was against a sandy wall.

"you!"

Feng Beihe raised his hand without blinking, and covered Fu Yuqiu's mouth with all his strength, blocking the furious curse he was about to utter.

"If you are angry, I will apologize to you." Feng Beihe whispered in his ear as if coaxing his sweetheart, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Fu Yuqiu probably had nothing to say about this man's behavior, and his eyes were full of water with anger.

At this moment, a voice next to him said:

"Think twice. If you take the elixir by force now, I'm afraid it will damage the elixir, and all previous efforts will be wasted."

Only then did Fu Yuqiu discover that there was actually another person among the sand mustards.

The man stood not far away, with a plain white face and a cinnabar red mole on the center of his brow, walked up to Feng Beihe and bowed respectfully, his body smelled of a cold medicinal fragrance.

Feng Beihe said: "The panacea is damaged, but warming is enough. How can all previous efforts be wasted?"

The doctor hesitated: "But Youcao's soul...maybe it will be damaged."

A slight smile appeared on Feng Beihe's indifferent face. He looked at Fu Yuqiu and apologized calmly, "There's no other way."

The soul is damaged, and unless the soul is quenched again, it will not be able to enter the cycle again.

Feng Beihe has always believed that "dead things are easier to control than living things", since he wants to seize Youcao's elixir, he will naturally not keep Youcao's soul, so as to save night and dream.

Fu Yuqiu was shaking all over.

The crimson spirit grass is a gift from heaven, such as Qihua Yaocao, which is emerald and beautiful, and it is nourished by the spiritual power of heaven day and night. The leaves are pure and blue, and it is extraordinary at first glance.

But Fu Yuqiu's human figure is completely opposite to You Grassland's. That face is so beautiful that it can be regarded as coquettish.

He has black hair and jade skin, and his long hair is loosely braided, spreading all the way to his ankles, intertwined with tiny vines, and the blooming flowers have gradually withered, only a bright red bud remains on the top of his hair.

——Even if I was imprisoned in Shajiao for seven days, it still didn't lose the slightest beauty.

The doctor glanced briefly and took a breath.

This is not like Youcao at all, more like a charming ghost.

Feng Beihe glanced at him casually.

The doctor lowered his eyes, not daring to look any further.

"I heard that Youcao elder brother and younger brother... have special identities in the mortal world, if they damage the soul, I'm afraid it will be..."

Feng Beihe interrupted him: "Heaven bestows spiritual things, doesn't it also turn into a bird in a pond? You pity him, does anyone pity you?"

Only then did the doctor realize—perhaps from the very beginning, Feng Beihe's intention was to make Youcao lose his soul.

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to persuade any more, and nodded in agreement.

Fu Yuqiu struggled desperately, her eyes full of fear.

He didn't understand, he just saved someone, how could he... ended up like this?

Seeing that Fu Yuqiu's face was as pale as paper, Feng Beihe let go of his hand covering his mouth, and stroked Youcao's beautiful face.

"do not be afraid."

Fu Yuqiu couldn't escape, trembling all over: "Are you really going to... kill me?"

Feng Beihe replied softly: "Yes."

Those who didn't know, thought he was whispering to his sweetheart.

"You have done so much, just... for my panacea?"

"Yes."

Fu Yuqiu muttered to himself: "My panacea, for my panacea..."

Feng Beihe's eyes did not fluctuate, and while he was speaking, he slowly placed his hand on Fu Yuqiu's dantian, urging his spiritual power violently.

Fu Yuqiu had no power to resist, and stared blankly at Feng Beihe.

He stayed in the sand mustard for too long, and the shape of the secluded grassland was almost withered. The adhesion of the spirit pill was very weak, and he was almost docilely pulled away from the body by the spiritual power of Feng Beihe.

Fu Yuqiu's tears finally flowed down slowly. Instead of hiding, he stretched out his hand to hook Feng Beihe's neck, offering his elixir as if waiting to be killed.

"Wind... North River."

This hug was too warm, Feng Beihe Gujing Wubo's eyes suddenly flashed a dark light, and the hand that was running spiritual power paused slightly.

But only for a moment.

Following Fu Yuqiu's murmured words, he exerted a sudden force on the hand holding Feng Beihe's neck in vain, and hugged him tightly with all his strength.

Fu Yuqiu's face was full of tears, but he laughed wantonly: "You...you want my panacea that much?"

Feng Beihe paused.

The next moment, he felt a sudden fluctuation of spiritual power from the spirit pill that was about to be taken out of his palm.

Fu Yuqiu sent herself to his palm on purpose in order to explode the panacea? !

"Yuqiu—"

Feng Beihe immediately made a seal, trying to stop it.

"My stuff..."

Fu Yuqiu's hand slid down, but he used his last bit of strength to firmly grasp Feng Beihe's skirt, his eyes were dull and filled with unprecedented hatred.

"Even if my things are destroyed, I won't give them to you!"

Feng Beihe's expressionless face has finally changed: "You..."

Fu Yuqiu looked weak and docile, but he didn't know who he learned from that madness in his bones.

Finally seeing Feng Beihe's perennial mask-like face change color, Fu Yuqiu laughed out loud.

Since you want the panacea so much, just use your life to get it.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the doctor quickly opened the entrance of the sand mustard, and said in a loud voice: "Let's go!"

The thing favored by the Dao of Heaven exploded itself as a panacea, which was so powerful that it was difficult to be stopped by manpower.

Seeing that Feng Beihe looked ugly and was still trying to stop him with seals, the doctor stepped forward quickly, trying to pull Feng Beihe away forcefully.

Feng Beihe broke free from the doctor's shackles: "Get out!"

How could he be defeated at the last step after planning for so long to get the Jiangling Youcao panacea?

The speed of his sealing is getting faster and faster, but the speed of Fu Yuqiu's death is even faster.

Feng Beihe's seal was still short of the last technique, and the trembling spirit pill burst open.

Only one sound was heard: "Young Master——"

Feng Beihe's eyes and pupils shrank sharply, and the cyclone after the huge spiritual power exploded rolled the yellow sand into the sky, like fireworks flying everywhere.

The whole mustard was shattered directly, falling to the ground like fine sand.

When the spring breeze blows, a flower bud slowly blooms in a pile of sand.

****

"...the fire of Nirvana."

"I still remember."

Fu Yuqiu's ears buzzed, and his spirit seemed to be torn apart, and was burned by the fire, directly burning to his heart, as if he was about to burst out.

In a daze, I vaguely heard several people talking intertwined in my ears, and I couldn't tell which one was in memory and which one was reality.

"Although Immortal Venerable likes fluffy birds, but this... ah, this white sparrow is too fat, how did Patriarch Cangluan raise it?"

"Eat seven or eight meals a day, and you'll be fat too—is Cang Luan planning to send him to eat Jiuchongtian?"

"Yuqiu—"

"I'm here for your panacea."

panacea...

Wind North River!

In an instant, the memory before the elixir exploded came to my mind.

Fu Yuqiu couldn't tell where he was for a while, the resentment of being forced to death made his mind go blank, and the image of hatred for Feng Beihe seemed to take root in his mind.

"I'm going to kill! That ugly crow! The ugly root! The toad!"

As a grass, Fu Yuqiu doesn't know how to swear, so she can only put all the things that she thinks are extremely ugly on the dog man who has been beaten by thousands of knives, and swear out in a row.

"Oh, I sang." A voice on the side praised, "It is said that the spiritual power of the white sparrow has the effect of stabilizing the mind, and the singing is even more melodious and melodious, and it really lives up to its reputation."

Fu Yuqiu was still cursing: "I want to be your father in the next reincarnation! Kill you unfilial son!"

Another said, "Well, it's really beautiful."

After cursing, Fu Yuqiu regained consciousness a little bit, realizing that the self-explosion power of his elixir was extremely powerful, and the dog man and the doctor should have been blown apart and died without a whole body.

One belt and two, no loss.

After such a tossing, his resentment was slightly reduced, and it was only later that he realized that something seemed wrong.

He wasn't in the yellow sandy desert, surrounded by clouds and mists passing by him, the meridians in his body were full of spiritual power, trickling, and his heartbeat was slow, as if...

still alive?

alive? !

Fu Yuqiu woke up suddenly, only to realize later.

He was supposed to die with Feng Beihe, but now he is still alive?

At this moment, a face magnified several times suddenly appeared in front of him.

——It was a handsome young man, dressed in dragon pattern Tsing Yi, and his pupils were vertical pupils. He looked at him as if he could be swallowed by opening his lips.

Fu Yuqiu was so frightened that she screamed: "Chirp?"

But after he finished calling, he was shocked by the soft and thin bird song.

chirp? ? ?

There is no grass in the world that can chirp.

Fu Yuqiu was completely frightened and woke up.

The young man in Tsing Yi blinked his vertical pupils, stretched out his index finger and poked Fu Yuqiu's furry body: "Tsk, how did such a small body swallow that spirit flower in one gulp?"

A girl's voice came faintly from the side: "The spirit flower was sent by the young master Tonghe to nourish the soul of the immortal, and it was just short of blooming to be used as medicine. Today, the flower just opened and it swallowed it in one gulp, hehe..."

The young man in Tsing Yi said happily: "What's the matter? The flower has just been swallowed, and the medicinal effect has not been fully digested. If you boil this white sparrow, it can also be used as medicine."

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

what?

Fu Yuqiu was so poked that his hair exploded, and he instinctively stretched out the leaves to fan people, but as soon as he lifted the leaves, he felt something was wrong.

What came into view were two pure white feathers that were spotless.

feather?

Fu Yuqiu was dumbfounded, and let out a sharp cry of collapse for a long time.

"Chirp!?"

What is this ugly thing? !