Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

Fu Yuqiu's pupils shrank, instinctively wanting to dodge.

He didn't want to refuse, but he remembered that Feng Yan said that this divine friend was a "shuangxiu". According to the memory of "shuangxiu" in his mind, he only knew that "shuangxiu" would secretly kiss in places where no one was around.

How can it be outside without even a bed? !

Fu Yuqiu pushed Fengzhang vigorously, and said vaguely: "Bright, broad daylight..."

He felt a wave of heat rushing directly to his face, and it took him a long time to realize that feeling was called "shame".

The phoenix's spiritual power had already entangled Fu Yuqiu's soul, causing his waist to limp on Feng's shoulders, allowing the waves to submerge him from head to toe.

Soon, Fu Yuqiu didn't even care that he was outside at this time, and put his forehead on Feng's shoulder, his golden pupils were full of uncontrollable mist, and whimpered and called Fenghuang's name.

Feng Yan has been watching him, seeing him sinking because of himself, watching him clinging to his shoulders as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Until the end, the soul slowly separated, but Fu Yuqiu took half his life out together like a phoenix soul that had been pulled out.

Fu Yuqiu's mind was empty, she didn't understand why Feng Yang was going crazy, and suddenly gave him a "hasty" outside.

"You... what are you doing?"

Feng Li held Fu Yuqiu's jade-like warm white hand, and kissed gently on the palm.

Fu Yuqiu shivered from the heat.

Feng Yan smiled lightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Fu Yuqiu whispered: "Isn't it just calling you 'Father', you are not really my father."

Feng Yan looked at him quietly, raised his hand to hold Fu Yuqiu's chin again.

Fu Yuqiu thought it was going to be "hasty" again, so she kicked her legs in fright, and hurriedly tried to escape.

But this time Feng Yan just came up to him and kissed him lightly.

Fu Yuqiu was stunned, feeling the warmth on her lips, for some reason her face suddenly burned up, even the roots of her ears were red.

How does he feel...

Phoenix is ​​better than before?

***

Feng Xuesheng got angry for a moment, and took over the errand of Fenghuang's union.

But after calming down, he suddenly realized...

No, I have never seen the ceremony of joining together, so how can I arrange it with my own hands?

Feng Xuesheng's energy that he had managed to pull up with great difficulty suddenly faded again, but he didn't dare to go to Feng Yan to say that he was retreating, so he had to rack his brains to figure out what to do.

He originally wanted to ask other people around him, but after thinking about it carefully...

He simply has no friends to talk to.

Feng Xuesheng almost cried.

But he quickly cheered up, remembering that Feng Yan said that he had something to do to find Chu Yu, so he went to the Underworld from the Nine Heavens.

In the middle of the night, Feng Xuesheng flew under the locust tree outside Fuyun Prefecture, transformed into a human body and entered the Underworld.

Under the Yin locust tree, Chu Yu was not there.

Feng Xuesheng was not in a hurry, and sat listlessly on the root of the tree and waited.

After a while, Chu Yu finally arrived late, followed by a human monk.

Le Sheng's eyes were slightly red, he bowed slightly to Chu Yu, and left under the locust tree with the phoenix feather.

Feng Xuesheng watched curiously.

Chu Yu sent Le Sheng away, and looked at Feng Xuesheng who was always running towards him with a half-smile, "What's the matter?"

Feng Xuesheng hurriedly got up and asked, "Do you know what the marriage ceremony is like?"

Chu Yu looked at him strangely: "Little Peacock, if you ask me about this, are you planning to use your father's joint book as a ghost marriage?"

Feng Xuesheng: "..."

Feng Xuesheng became wilted again.

Chu Yu sighed helplessly, and gave him some advice: "The flower owner of Baihua Garden in Fuyun Prefecture just got married a while ago, you can go and ask."

Feng Xue gave an "Ah?", her face full of perplexity.

It was too difficult for him to deal with strangers.

Chu Yu said: "What are you afraid of, the flower master and her Taoist companion should obey your father's orders, just ask."

Only then did Feng Xuesheng cheer up.

He could barely ask about those related to his father.

Seeing Feng Xuesheng's face changing, Chu Yu probably thought it was funny, so he laughed loudly, deliberately scaring him: "But that happened a few days ago, the most important reason why the flower master is loyal to your father is that the Phoenix will go down to the realm. Take it back in winter, but it has snowed so much in the past few days, maybe Baihuayuan has a lot of resentment towards your father."

Feng Xuesheng opened her eyes wide and said, "Then their sincerity is too cheap."

Chu Yu laughed loudly: "This is the case with all interests in the world."

"Oh." Feng Xuesheng nodded, "Then I'd better go ask, if they really hate father..."

He didn't finish speaking, but Chu Yu was keenly aware of Feng Xuesheng's flashing and imperceptible hostility.

Chu Yu looked thoughtfully at Feng Xuesheng's leaving back.

At first, he didn't understand why Feng Li wanted to pass on such an important position of immortal to Feng Xuesheng, after all, this little mourner looked lazy and timid, and it was so muddy that he couldn't stick to the wall.

But after this time, Chu Yu seemed to understand Feng Yang's decision.

This little peacock doesn't look as harmless as it looks.

The little peacock flew to Baihua Garden in Fuyun Prefecture.

The heavy snow fell for a few days and finally stopped. Looking down from mid-air, it was all white, and it dazzled my eyes.

Feng Xuesheng fell from the sky and landed at the entrance of Baihua Garden.

It's just that the entire lower realm is cold, but the entrance of Baihuayuan is full of flowers, and it doesn't seem to be eroded by frost and snow.

Feng Xuesheng walked in suspiciously.

The thick vine stopped him abruptly, and said, "Who is it?"

Because of the momentum of the vines flying over, it brought a fragrance as warm as spring.

Before Feng Xuesheng could speak, clusters of flowers suddenly struck from the depths of the Hundred Flowers Garden, and quickly turned into a little girl, brushed the vines, saluted, and said crisply: "Welcome, my lord."

Feng Xuesheng tilted her head.

Xiaohuateng led Feng Xuesheng into the Hundred Flowers Garden, and was greeted by a warm breath of spring.

The lower realm is full of ice and snow, but only Baihuayuan seems to be still in spring.

Feng Xuesheng realized that he might have been worrying a lot, let go of his original vigilance, and asked confusedly: "Is it still spring here?"

Xiao Huateng said happily: "Yes, the Immortal Venerable left a ball of spiritual power in Baihuayuan before. Thanks to that spiritual power, we will not suffer from the cold."

Feng Xuesheng: "Spiritual power?"

Seeing that he was curious, Xiao Huateng took him to see it along the way.

There are three sweet spring wells where Baihuayuan brews spiritual liquid. Beside the well, a phoenix feather floats in mid-air, continuously emitting fiery heat.

Xiao Huateng said: "I heard that the Immortal Venerable loves the spirit liquid from Baihuayuan very much. Do you want to bring some back when the Venerable Master returns?"

Feng Xuesheng nodded: "Okay."

Soon, Feng Xuesheng saw the flower owner of Baihuayuan explaining his intentions, and the flower owner was also overjoyed, and readily agreed.

The problem that had troubled Feng Xuesheng for several days was finally solved, and he happily took the spiritual liquid from Baihuayuan to Phoenix Market to ask for credit.

It's just that it just flew in, and was hit out again by a spiritual force.

Feng Xuesheng squatted outside and waited for a long time before Feng Yan came out slowly and gave him a cold look.

Feng Xue gave him the bamboo tube in a helpless manner: "Father, Baihuayuan's... spiritual liquid."

Feng Yan stretched out his hand to take it, and sighed silently.

Probably because of Feng Xuesheng's lack of eyesight and energy, Feng Yan didn't bother to scold him, and asked, "Have you set an auspicious date for the union?"

Feng Xuesheng hurriedly said: "After March, on the third day of March, everything is suitable."

Feng Yao glanced at him.

Feng Xuesheng was taken aback for a moment, suddenly blessed to the heart.

It was the first time he reacted so quickly, and hurriedly said: "But six days later will also be a good day."

Only then was Feng Yan satisfied: "That's right, I'll leave it to you."

Even if it was just a word of praise, Feng Xuesheng was overjoyed and flew away.

Feng Yang turned around and went back to the inner hall of Phoenix.

Fu Yuqiu was lying on the bed, half asleep and half awake, and when he saw him come back, he gave a confused "Huh?"

Feng Yan walked over: "It's Xuesheng, and the combined records will be in six days."

Fu Yuqiu took a while to react, and his drowsy mind suddenly became clear: "So fast?"

"Not fast."

Feng Yan even felt slow.

Fu Yuqiu didn't understand either, anyway, if Feng Yan said it was not happy, then he would be unhappy.

Feng Yan handed him the bamboo tube in his hand, and said, "Would you like to drink some of the spirit liquid from Baihuayuan brought by Xuesheng?"

Fu Yuqiu climbed up with his hands on his hands, straightened his loose snow-white long hair, and took a look at the bamboo tube: "Isn't the spirit liquid in Baihuayuan brewed with fresh nectar? It's been down for several days the snow, are their flowers still blooming?"

Feng Yan smiled and said: "It should be - try it."

Fu Yuqiu opened the lid, sniffing the strong fragrance of spiritual liquid, eyes curved: "When I was young, I always imagined that one day I would be able to blossom and bear fruit."

Only later did he know that Youcao is just grass, it won't bloom and it won't bear fruit.

Feng Yang laughed.

Fu Yuqiu gulped down the spirit liquid happily, before Feng Yan said, "Do you want to get up?"

It was already daylight outside.

Fu Yuqiu was licking the lingering liquid left on the edge of the bamboo tube, and said casually, "Where are you going?"

"Yeah." Feng Yan took the bamboo tube and put it aside, said, "Go somewhere."

Fu Yuqiu nodded, obediently got up and followed Feng Yan.

The weather has returned to normal winter days, Fu Yuqiu's scorching phoenix fire is no longer burning, a thick crane cloak is draped over his shoulders, and shoes are put on his bare feet that have always been running around.

Fu Yuqiu didn't like the feeling of "roots" being restrained, but at this time he was no longer You Cao, so he could only walk awkwardly while supporting Feng Li's arm.

Fortunately, the place where the Phoenix Market took him was not far from the Phoenix Hall, and it was only after walking through a sea of ​​flowers.

That was the only place that was not rectified by Phoenix.

The huge stone tablet towers above the sky, with dense patterns engraved on it, which looks like the characters of the Phoenix clan.

Although Fu Yuqiu couldn't understand it, he vaguely felt a sense of sadness coming from the stone tablet.

Feng Hao said indifferently: "This is the burial stele where our family died for Jinwu back then."

At that time, the whole Phoenix clan was loyal and loyal, and Immortal Suzaku used the finest Phoenix stones as the funeral stele.

Buried in the tomb under the burial stele are all the broken natal candles of the Phoenix family.

——The zodiac candle that will never light up again.

Feng Yan stepped forward, gently rubbing the two names on the funeral tablet with his fingers, they were his parents whom he had never met.

Fu Yuqiu held his breath, not knowing how to comfort him.

It's just that Feng Li was not too sad in his heart, he knelt down to salute with his robe, and Fu Yuqiu also quickly knelt down along with him when he saw this.

Feng Li stretched out his hand to hold Fu Yuqiu's hand, and said with a smile, "They must like you."

Fu Yuqiu felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

After Feng Yan led Fu Yuqiu to salute, she slowly got up while holding his hand.

Fu Yuqiu held his hand tightly and comforted him softly: "They may be watching you from a place you don't know."

Feng Yan smiled: "I'd rather not have it."

Fu Yuqiu: "What?"

Feng Yan didn't speak any more.

He has lived so badly all these years, he has forced himself to live like a lunatic, if the person who loves him sees all of this...

Before leaving, Feng Yan glanced back slightly.

The heavy funeral monument stands among the colorful flowers, as if watching him gently.

The Phoenix Market is in full bloom.

The sun is shining brightly.