Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

The four doubted their ears a little.

what is...

"Keep my sparrow happy"?

Que'er Ben Que was also in a daze.

Could it be that this lunatic was pecked three times by him, and he was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say?

Shouldn't it be "Whoever can cruelly torture and kill this white sparrow, the phoenix inheritance will belong to him"?

Xianzun raised his hand to attract a cloud, and gently placed the white sparrow on his lap on it.

Yun Wenwen carried the bewildered Fu Yuqiu Youzai Youzai to the front of the three of them, and signaled: Everyone, start coaxing.

Four people: "..."

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Sizun Buchu had no interest in the struggle between the three clans and the inheritance of the phoenix. He glanced at the three of them haughtily, got up and thumped up the steps with his clothes in his hands.

Different from the three clans, the chick can be favored by the immortals without fighting.

Only three people were left looking at Bai Que who was still crying.

Over the years, the Immortal Venerable has used a golden feather to play with the people of the three clans. Sometimes the tasks assigned to the young elders of the three clans are to find spiritual objects, and sometimes they are trivial things that don't know the meaning, like playing monkeys.

What's even more strange is that even if it is an insignificant matter, the immortal will reward Jin Ling in a good mood.

The three of them were used to doing whatever they wanted with the Immortal Venerable's inscrutability, but now...

Want to coax a white sparrow?

Xianzun never broke his promise and became fat.

If someone could really coax this crying white sparrow, he would really reward the half of the phoenix inheritance.

If a golden feather came to make the white sparrow happy, Feng Xuesheng would definitely not be bothered to fight, but this time the reward is the Phoenix inheritance that countless people want.

Even if one gets half of the Phoenix inheritance, the position of the Immortal Venerable is already more than half secure.

Feng Xue raised her head wearily, silently turning into a prototype on the spot.

——In his human form, he has a gloomy temperament and looks inconspicuous, but the peacock prototype is extremely gorgeous.

The white sparrow in the cloud blinked at him, tears still falling down.

Fu Yuqiu thought: "Why is this?"

Feng Xuesheng shook his feathers slightly, the multicolored gold and emerald lines were gorgeous and beautiful, and slowly opened his tail.

It was the first time Fu Yuqiu saw the peacock spread its tail, and immediately rolled its eyes.

The peacock is indeed beautiful.

But Fu Yuqiu hated birds, so he was not captured at all, so he looked away coldly.

Showy and coquettish.

"The dog man said that the white snake escaped to Huaping Snow Mountain, maybe it was this flower peacock that almost swallowed me with a snake last time." Fu Yuqiu shed tears expressionlessly, unmoved at all.

Feng Xuesheng didn't try any more, silently transformed into a human form, lowered her head and stopped talking.

"I'm really a piece of shit," he thought.

Feng Xingyun, who was watching quietly from the side, finally spoke, and he stretched out his hand towards the white bird: "Come."

The white sparrow belongs to the Cangluan clan, and the most advantageous thing is that Cangluan Shaozun respects the phoenix Xingyun.

Baique has been an insane little fool since he broke his shell. He loves to be close to his elder brother and sister the most. Before he came to Jiuchongtian, he has always relied on Feng Xingyun.

The cloud carried the white sparrow and floated over, touching Feng Xingyun's slender fingers.

The white sparrow bent down uncharacteristically, gently rubbed Feng Xingyun's fingers with its sharp beak, and the tears seemed to stop again.

Feng Beihe and Feng Xuesheng frowned.

Feng Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

Even if he sent the white sparrow to Jiuchongtian to die, but after all, the blood is connected, the white sparrow...

Before Feng Xingyun finished thinking, he suddenly felt a pain in his fingers.

——The white sparrow that was on his finger suddenly pecked him fiercely.

Although the white sparrow's sharp beak is tender, when it pecks someone hard, even the back of the fairy's hand can bleed, let alone Feng Xingyun's fingers.

Almost instantly, Feng Xingyun's blue and red blood overflowed the gap between his five fingers.

Feng Xingyun couldn't hide the warmth on his face anymore, and looked at him coldly.

Fu Yuqiu still remembered that this person sent the white sparrow to Jiuchongtian, and it seemed that the shell had been poisoned.

The white sparrow glared.

He is used to retribution, and he doesn't want this person to have a good time.

Feng Xingyun frowned, as if he wanted to reach out to grab him, but Yun hurried away with Fu Yuqiu.

The last person was Feng Beihe who was kneeling on the ground respectfully.

Although the skins were different, the aura that belonged exclusively to Fengbeihe was still indifferent. It made people wonder why the Tonghe clan who were obviously from the fire had the aura of frost and snow on their bodies.

Fu Yuqiu stood on the cloud and looked at Feng Beihe coldly.

On the cloud chair.

Immortal Venerable rested his elbows on the armrest, lazily resting his face on the side, looking down with great interest, as if he was watching a rare good show.

Si Zun Xun Chu gently knelt beside the cloud chair and looked up at him: "Your Majesty."

Immortal Venerable cast his eyes on him, smiled lightly, and said, "Ming Nan doesn't want the Phoenix inheritance? Why don't you try it?"

"I don't need the inheritance of the phoenix." Ming Nan watched the eyes of the Immortal Venerable glow, and said arrogantly, "Ming Nan only needs the protection of the Venerable."

Yun Shou on the side curled his lips.

If it wasn't for the patriarch of the young patriarch Chu Chu who sacrificed his life to save the life of the immortal, how could Ming Nan, a useless beauty with only a face, fall into the eyes of the immortal?

Still playing as the young master?

Nothing, just a beautiful vase.

Ming Nan is indeed very beautiful, and what he is most proud of is his beauty that no one in the Three Realms can match.

He knows what to do to please the Immortal Venerable, every time he comes back to Jiuchongtian, he will definitely dress himself up beautifully, and the Immortal Venerable will be pleased as he expected, his eyes are full of tenderness.

Xianzun seemed to be amused by him, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness, and he even raised his hand to caress Fu Mingnan's face.

Ming Nan smiled contentedly.

Xianzun's eyes were as gentle as water, he raised his hand to casually evoke Ming Nan's long braid hanging on his shoulders, and his voice was as soft as ever.

"Are you learning from him?"

Ming Nan was taken aback, and said innocently: "What is your lord talking about, how can I..."

Before he finished speaking, a cluster of golden-red flames rushed up from the ground, enveloping the delicate beauty in an instant, showing no mercy.

Mingnan: "Ah——!!"

Ming Nan is a young bird, and nearly half of his blood is of the Phoenix blood.

Even so, he was still shivering from the flames that appeared out of thin air, and he couldn't help letting out a muffled hiss.

The flames burned the whole body, Ming Nan's bright yellow and dazzling robe was instantly burned to ashes, the flowers in the long braids withered quickly, and the hairband was burned, and the hair fell down like splashed ink, looking extremely embarrassed.

"A beautiful vase should be properly placed on the jade platform to be appreciated by others." The immortal said softly, "What a pity if someone brushes it off and smashes it to pieces? Are you right?"

Ming Nan was shaking all over, and nodded with difficulty.

Yun Shou stood aside and let out a sigh of relief.

Deserve it.

Xianzun looked at Mingnan with gentle eyes: "You said just now that you want me to protect you?"

As the tide-like coercion dissipated, Mingnan breathed a sigh of relief, panting heavily for a long time, and said, "Yes—the way of wandering is not good, I don't want to live there."

Mingnan obviously knows the temper of the immortal, and knows that being obedient will not attract pity, but arrogance and arrogance will arouse his interest.

What's more, the kindness of Patriarch Young Young Patriarch who saved Xianzun's life gave him the confidence to act recklessly.

After all, Immortal Venerable would not kill him.

Even if he was burned by fire just now, Ming Nan could still pretend nothing happened and boldly make demands on the Immortal Venerable.

Xianzun indulged him very much: "Then where do you want to live?"

"Didn't your lord say that beautiful vases should be placed on the jade platform? I want to live in Jiuchongtian." Ming Nan looked at Xianzun without blinking.

The Immortal Venerable smiled and was about to speak when a heart-piercing cry suddenly came from the huge hall.

——It was Fu Yuqiu.

The snow-white dumpling seemed to have been knocked down from the clouds, and fell to the ground suddenly. It bounced and rolled several times before it stabilized.

Xianzun frowned.

Feng Beihe, who was facing Fu Yuqiu, was stunned, his brows were frowned, and he had a bad feeling.

The fallen white sparrow struggled to get up, the tears on his face were soaring more fiercely, he almost flapped his wings and rushed up the steps, and ran to the immortal in embarrassment.

Wherever the white sparrow passed, there were small tears.

Fu Yuqiu hooked the hem of the immortal's clothes with its wings and claws, desperately climbing up.

Immortal Venerable lowered his face, and the white sparrow gently held it in his palm before it reached his knees.

Fu Yuqiu cried so much that he was about to twitch, tears streaming down his face, and his hoarse voice let out sad and shrill "chirp", as if he had been wronged by the world and complained to him.

Everyone: "..."

Seeing that the white sparrow was not coaxed well, and even cried harder, Xianzun frowned and wiped his wet face.

Fu Yuqiu choked, almost unable to breathe.

Seeing that the tears could not be wiped away, Xu Shi was too irritable, so he raised his head and glanced coldly at the three people below.

The cloud and mist in the hall seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, and suddenly surged up.

The turbulent coercion swept across the hall indiscriminately.

Feng Beihe was the first to bear the brunt, and his already seriously injured limbs and bones were agitated. He was kneeling on one knee to salute, but was forced to land on both knees directly by the coercion from his blood.

The knee collided with the hard jade, making a muffled "bang", and even cracks appeared on the ground.

His forehead touched the ground deeply, and he suddenly choked out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Xingyun and Feng Xuesheng also bowed their heads deeply, no matter how much they resisted, the shock and coercion of that bloodline still made them tremble all over.

Yun Gui Yun Shou was already kneeling on the ground, his face full of astonishment.

They have been with Xianzun for so long, and this is the first time they have seen him lose such a big temper.

Even if someone comes to Jiuchongtian to assassinate, the immortal is always happy and angry, even when setting off birds, beasts and fireworks, he is still smiling.

Never before...

Xianzun lowered his head and wiped Bai Que's tears slowly, and said in a flat tone: "Useless trash."

The three of them had never been scolded as "trash" by the Immortal Venerable, and their expressions were not very good-looking.

Fu Yuqiu was not affected by the coercion, and while wailing and pretending to cry, he was thinking in his heart.

"No one can get that kind of inheritance." Fu Yuqiu glared at the three people with malicious intentions, and even the immortal resented him, "That's Phoenix's thing!"

His teary eyes were dim, and he vaguely saw Feng Beihe kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood, in an unprecedented embarrassment, and he was so happy that the sky was about to fly.

Although living Yan Luo is annoying, it is indeed useful to pretend to be a tiger.

Even if he was killed by Yan Luo, he would drag Feng Beihe to hell with him.

Xianzun raised his head in annoyance.

The three of them seemed to be unwilling, but they didn't dare to say a word in front of the rare and furious immortal. They slowly got up and saluted, and left the hall.

Fu Yuqiu never thought that he could press Feng Beihe to death, and watched him leave coldly.

Ming Nan was still kneeling beside the cloud chair. He looked at the white sparrow standing on the lap of the immortal, and frowned fiercely.

Xianzun seems to be... different to this white sparrow.

"Yes." Said the immortal.

Ming Nan was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize what Xianzun had said before answering him - he could live in Jiuchongtian.

Ming Nan was overjoyed and said happily, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Immortal Venerable was still wiping Bai Que's tears, without raising his head, he said: "Yun Shou, take him to Mingqu Palace."

Yun Shou: "Yes."

Mingqu Hall is very far away from Jiuchongtian Hall, but Ming Nan is satisfied and happily leaves with Yunshou.

After a while, there were only Xianzun and Fu Yuqiu in the entire hall.

The immortal took the trouble and finally wiped away Fu Yuqiu's tears.

Seeing that the eyes that were red from crying no longer shed tears, Xianzun laughed and said, "Isn't this really good at singing?"

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Fu Yuqiu was exhausted from crying, so she glanced at him.

What kind of ears does Yan Luo have? Just now I was pretending to cry and screaming, so where was I singing?

"Since your voice is good, let's sing a little song." Xianzun said.

Fu Yuqiu endured the humiliation and wanted to chirp, but felt unwilling, and glared fiercely at the immortal.

Seeing that he didn't even put on a disguise, Xianzun smiled, pinched the phoenix inheritance, and deliberately waved it in front of Fu Yuqiu, as if using candy to lure an ignorant child.

"If you sing well, this feather will be given to you."

Fu Yuqiu: "???"

Fu Yuqiu suddenly became excited.

Phoenix Inheritance!

It must be a good thing that can make those three people scramble to grab it first.

As long as this feather is obtained and given to Fenghuang, maybe the pair of broken wings can be cured.

Fu Yuqiu regained her spirits, and she didn't feel that chirping was a shame anymore.

——Anyway, the Immortal Venerable could not understand what he was talking about.

He took a light breath and began to chirp to the immortal.

"Living Yan Luo smiles like a tiger, while an old tree blossoms and bears bitter fruit."

"Withered branches and vines, a fruit is born to tie the grass rope."

"Incompetent, incompetent!"

Fu Yuqiu scolded and cursed, but still opened his mouth in that pleasant chirping sound, those who didn't know it really thought that he was singing sincerely to make the Immortal Venerable happy.

When he sang the first line, Xianzun stopped wiping the tears on his feathers, and Jin Tong looked at him indifferently.