Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

While Fu Yuqiu was running around Wenyou Valley to say goodbye, Feng Yan had been sitting cross-legged on the mat in the room, looking through the carved wooden door of the cloak, staring intently at the heavy snow.

Upon closer inspection, he could find that his pair of golden pupils were not fixed, as if he was watching something through the void.

Seeing that Fu Yuqiu was coaxed into a daze by Fu Yuque and took the poison pills, after realizing it, he hurriedly returned the storage bag and said "No need no need!" several times, Feng Yan laughed.

At this time, someone's voice came from the side: "My lord."

Feng Yan's eyes still followed Fu Yuqiu's spiritual power, his expression remained unchanged, and he nodded in agreement.

Le Sheng bowed his head and saluted, but stopped talking.

Others see nothing wrong with Feng Yan's appearance, but in the eyes of the highly cultivated Le Sheng, a bunch of imperceptible spiritual power lines are floating out from the phoenix fire pattern on Feng Yang's wrist, floating and spreading to the distance.

Feng Yan said lightly: "Speak up if you have something to say."

Le Sheng originally wanted to ask about the joint nationality of Feng Yan and Fu Yuqiu, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. First, no one can explain Feng Yang's decision, and second, Fu Yuqiu's heartless little fool seems to be quite He enjoyed it, even if he wanted to dissuade him, it would not be his turn.

Le Sheng sighed silently and said, "It's nothing."

He was about to turn around and leave when Feng Li suddenly threw him a phoenix feather.

Le Sheng took it in a daze: "My lord?"

Feng Li was still looking at Fu Yuqiu, her tone was absent-minded: "Three days later, take this phoenix feather and go to the locust tree thirty miles away in Fuyun Prefecture."

Le Sheng was taken aback for a moment, and lowered his eyes to look at the shining feather.

He didn't know why, and was about to ask, but he saw that Feng Yan finally took his eyes back from the void, and looked at him lightly with beautiful golden pupils, his eyes were full of unconcealable smiles, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"That's the entrance to Hades. Someone will take you in after midnight."

For some reason, Le Sheng's heart skipped a beat.

Hades...

Why did Feng Hao suddenly let him go to Hades?

He suddenly had a premonition in his heart, which made his heart beat wildly.

Sure enough, Feng Yan continued: "The mortals or monks who died tragically when the Golden Crow competed with the sun a hundred years ago, were severely injured by the Golden Crow Fire, and those souls will be warmed by the reincarnation pool of the underworld for a hundred years. During this time, they should enter reincarnation one after another. .”

Le Sheng's eyes widened slowly.

Feng Yan said softly, "Let Chu Yu take you to see her."

Le Sheng's hand holding the phoenix feather began to tremble uncontrollably. He wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't utter a word.

Fu Yuqiu hummed a song and strolled over. Seeing Le Sheng from a distance, he jumped up happily and waved to him: "Musician!"

The musician nodded hastily, with a rare solemn look on his face, and walked away without saying a word.

Fu Yuqiu was full of doubts, and ran to Feng Li's side: "What happened to him? Did you bully him?"

Feng Yan smiled: "No - say goodbye?"

Fu Yuqiu nodded.

Feng Yan got up and stretched out his hand towards him: "Then... go home?"

"Okay, go home!"

***

The news that Feng Xun was about to join her family was the first to reach the ears of Feng Xuesheng of Jiuchongtian.

Countless dragons stood under the Nine Layers of Celestial Immortal Hall, their faces filled with righteous indignation, Feng Xuesheng was looking over and over at the spiritual letter sent by Feng Li, his face was absent-minded.

"Master...?" Seeing that Feng Xuesheng didn't listen at all, the leader of the Dragon Clan said sharply, "Feng Xuesheng!"

Feng Xuesheng casually raised his head, his slumped eyes seemed to be on fire, and he looked at him coldly.

With just one glance, the dragons had the illusion of seeing the killing god again, and their arrogance disappeared in fear.

Feng Xuesheng looked away, and Lai Ji said, "What? Say it again, what did Yun Shou do?"

Nalong said slowly: "Yun Shou acted so boldly that he actually killed our patriarch..."

Feng Xuesheng tilted her head and frowned: "Dragon Girl wishes?"

The dragons choked for a moment, and said bravely, "It's the old patriarch."

"Oh." Feng Xuesheng said, "This is a personal grudge, I don't care about it."

Dragons: "..."

If Feng Yan was here, he might have pretended to be emotional when he heard about this incident, and then expressed his meaning between the lines, but Feng Xuesheng didn't know how to write euphemistically, and just said innocently that it had nothing to do with him .

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and was stunned by this straight ball.

Seeing that they were still babbling, Feng Xuesheng probably knew that this was someone who had trouble with Longnu Zhu, so she didn't bother to listen to their nonsense anymore, so she sent someone to call the Dragon Clan, and turned into a peacock and happily went to the lower realm fly.

The father finally wants to join the nationality.

Feng Xuesheng was finally able to really see the marriage once.

Feng Xuesheng was even happier than Feng Yan, and when he arrived at the Phoenix Market, he rushed directly to his father's Phoenix Palace.

It's just that after he slammed into it, he was directly punched out by a spiritual force.

The moment he flew out, Feng Xuesheng seemed to vaguely see his father sitting on the cloud chair, and his father seemed to be hooking his father's neck...

Alas.

After Feng Xuesheng landed, she squatted listlessly on the ground.

He bothered his father again.

At this moment, there seemed to be a strange sound beside him. Feng Xuesheng looked up in confusion, and saw a child who was keeping the same posture as him, squatting there and staring at him blankly.

Feng Xuesheng: "..."

Mu Jing: "..."

In the Phoenix Palace.

Feng Yan's expression was indifferent: "It's an eyesore."

Fu Yuqiu was still sitting on his lap and hooked his neck, and said with a smile, "How fun."

Feng Yan didn't understand what's so funny about it, and still had a cold face.

Fu Yuqiu kept laughing there.

He always felt that at this time Feng Li finally had some popularity, not as indifferent as before, and his mind had to rely on guesswork.

Feng Li raised his hand to stroke Fu Yuqiu's icy hair, and said, "Xuesheng is here, you can go out and play."

It is rare for people to come to the Phoenix Market, and Fu Yuqiu is a playful person—this is why Feng Li always allows Feng Xuesheng to come and go in and out of the Phoenix Market at will.

But this time Fu Yuqiu didn't move, he sat directly on the table in front of Feng Li with his arms, looked down at Feng Li from a high position, narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm going out to play, so who will play with you?"

Feng Hao said: "I don't need it."

He was born with a lonely temperament, and he was imprisoned in Fenghuangxu for so many years since he was a child. He was used to being alone, and he didn't understand the fun of Fu Yuqiu's jokes.

But Fu Yuqiu didn't want to play outside by himself, and Feng Li was "lonely and helpless" in the Phoenix Palace. His eyes rolled, and it seemed that he had some ghost idea.

With such a good kung fu, Feng Xuesheng and Mu Jing had already played together, and the two of them were squatting on the pile of little snowmen.

At this time, the door next to it opened, and Fu Yuqiu poked his head out from inside.

Feng Xuesheng saw it and called him: "Father."

Mu Jing: "?"

Fu Yuqiu responded bluntly: "Good son—what are you going to play today?"

Feng Xuesheng showed him the little snowman in his palm: "This."

Fu Yuqiu didn't see it clearly, but closed his eyes and boasted: "That's great, can you take me two?"

Feng Xuesheng was confused, shouldn't it be "take me one", but he didn't think too much, and nodded.

After a while, Feng Xuesheng's face was dull.

Feng Yan sat on the stool in the small pavilion, with her snow robe and black hair draped behind her, looking indescribably dignified and graceful.

There was a palm-sized little snowman on the small stone table in front of him. Because of the blazing spiritual power emitted by Fenghuang all the time, the snowman should have melted into water and collapsed very quickly, but Fengyan seemed to have added an isolation formation to it. Signs of half silk melting.

Fu Yuqiu was happily playing with the snow there, and seeing Feng Xuesheng seemed to be frozen, she wondered, "Why don't you play anymore?"

Feng Xuesheng: "..."

Feng Xuesheng wrote "Only you can continue to play" all over his face.

Mu Jing was clever, and had already run away when Feng Yang came out.

Feng Xuesheng couldn't continue playing, so she ran to Feng Yan's side, raised her head and muttered: "Father, are you...really not going back to the Jiuchongtian union?"

Feng Yan looked at him with a half-smile, knowing what he was planning, and said calmly: "Who are you bullying again?"

"The Dragon Clan." Feng Xuesheng opened her mouth to complain, "They don't take me seriously at all."

Feng Yan said lazily, "Huh?", motioning for him to continue.

Feng Xuesheng said: "I didn't dare to touch them, so I asked Longnu Zhu to come over and take them back."

Feng Yan: "..."

It's smart.

Longnu Zhu is a cruel and merciless person, falling into her hands would be much worse than Feng Xuesheng's own efforts to clean up the situation.

"Didn't you do a good job?" Feng Li rarely praised Feng Xuesheng, "No one can sit in that position except you."

After all, Feng Xingyun has forcibly nirvana, and Feng Beihe is even more impossible.

Only Feng Xuesheng can take on this great task.

Feng Xuesheng's eyes lit up, he didn't know that his father used the method of elimination to come to this conclusion, so he was still happy.

Father respects me so much? !

Feng Xuesheng felt that he could stay in Jiuchongtian for a few more years.

Feng Xuesheng seldom gets compliments, but after he was praised once, he felt a little overjoyed, his blood flowed for a moment, he patted his chest happily, and said, "Father, can Xuesheng relieve your worries and help you with the ceremony of joining us?" ?”

Feng Yan will definitely look at him.

Feng Xuesheng's blood turned half cold when he watched him, and he felt as if he had pushed his nose on his face a little bit.

He froze, and said in a low voice: "I, I'm talking nonsense, father forgive me..."

Before the confession was over, Feng Li said softly, "Okay."

Feng Xuesheng was taken aback.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Feng Yan said lightly, and even reached out and patted Feng Xuesheng's head lightly.

Feng Xuesheng stared blankly at him, feeling that her father was not the same as before.

It seemed that the tenderness towards him before was all a false pretense, even if he really praised himself once, it was for some other purpose, but now it was different, Feng Xuesheng seemed to really feel from his gaze what he had never felt before... Doting?

Feng Xuesheng almost drifted away in a daze.

Once there were no outsiders, Fu Yuqiu, who had been watching from the side, quietly groped past, but just looked at Feng Li quietly, but didn't speak.

Feng Yan was looking at the little snowman that hadn't melted yet, and accidentally met his gaze, and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Fu Yuqiu was waiting for him to ask herself, and seized the opportunity to say, "I'm not happy."

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Who provoked you?"

Didn't you just have fun?

Fu Yuqiu leaned on the edge of the table to look at him, and whispered: "Why don't you touch my head?"

Feng Hao was startled slightly.

If he understood correctly, Fu Yuqiu was...jealous?

Feng Hao was almost helpless now.

He is used to his terrible possessive desire for Fu Yuqiu. Sometimes when he sees Fu Yuqiu chatting and laughing with anyone, he can barely control his violent madness. He can only forcefully press down to barely maintain the surface Peaceful and indifferent.

But he never thought that Fu Yuqiu would do the same.

Although Fu Yuqiu's possessiveness was only a small matter, touching other people's heads sourly, it made Feng's heart feel an unprecedented peace.

Those fears of gain and loss seem to be blown away lightly in this sentence, leaving only a field of ashes blown away by the spring breeze.

Feng Yan laughed.

Fu Yuqiu didn't feel Feng Yan's complicated emotions, seeing that he was still smiling, she thought that he disliked her and simply made trouble out of no reason, so she raised her eyebrows and glared at him.

"Is it because he called you father?"

Feng Yan couldn't keep up with Fu Yuqiu's thoughts, the smile in his eyes still remained: "What?"

"I can do it too." Fu Yuqiu said surprisingly, and said directly: "—Father..."

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Feng Hao covered his mouth.

"Fu Yuqiu." Feng Yan looked at him deeply.

Fu Yuqiu wasn't afraid either, she took Feng Li's tiger's mouth with her mouth and ground it with her small fangs, looking confident.

Feng Li's golden pupil shrunk slightly, and her slender fingers seemed to be holding a valuable jade object, and gently lifted Fu Yuqiu's chin.

Fu Yuqiu was forced to let go: "What are you doing?"

Without saying a word, Feng Li leaned over and sent a stream of Phoenix spiritual power.

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

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