Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

Fu Yuqiu nodded casually, and didn't take these words to heart.

It was the first time Fenghuang gave him something, how could he play with flowers casually?

Fu Yuqiu held the phoenix golden feather in her arms and happily went to sleep.

There is a sycamore tree in the courtyard, and the phoenix lands on the branch lightly, looking into the room through the window lattice.

Mu Jing was lying on the table and dozing off bit by bit. It was getting late and he was terribly sleepy, but he still waited for Fu Yuqiu to come back.

After Fu Yuqiu returned happily, he chatted with him a lot.

After a while, the candle was extinguished.

Fenghuang watched quietly for a long time, and finally retracted his gaze.

Before that, Feng Hao hadn't slept for many years, and when he closed his eyes, the flames shot straight into the sky, as if the pain that could burn him to powder inch by inch spread from his brain to his whole body.

It's just that for some reason, he can feel a moment of peace by Fu Yuqiu's side, and there is no dream for a night.

Feng Yan originally thought that it was because he merged with half of the phoenix inheritance and his soul was healed, so he tried to sleep on the plane tree tonight.

But after a while, Fenghuang woke up suddenly, covered in flames.

The pain that was going to burn him to ashes followed and clung to him, as if it would never go away.

Feng Yan took a light breath, stopped trying to fall asleep, and closed her eyes slightly to meditate for a nap.

early morning.

Mu Jing got up early, his hands and feet were very nimble, he carried the basin to the well to fetch water, and waited for Fu Yuqiu to get up and wash.

The phoenix on the plane tree suddenly opened its eyes.

Fu Yuqiu was soundly asleep, and Mu Jing didn't dare to wake him up, so he tiptoedly put water in the outer room, thought for a while, and ran out to grab a blade of grass, trying to make Fu Yuqiu happy.

Just when he happily wanted to go back to his room, a stern and stern aura suddenly came from behind, causing Mu Jing to freeze in place immediately, unable to move.

Feng Yan came slowly, walked to the wooden mirror, lowered his eyes slightly, as if looking at a dead object, and said indifferently: "What did you see on me yesterday?"

Mu Jing's pupils were dilated, trembling all over, struggling to escape, but he couldn't move a single finger.

Feng Yan: "Look at me."

The wooden mirror was out of control, like a puppet being manipulated, struggling and resisting but still raised his neck inch by inch, looking at Feng Lian's golden pupils in fear.

"Tell me." Feng Yan said, "What exactly did you see?"

Mu Jing stared blankly at him, just looking at the pair of golden pupils, but the strange pupils seemed to be burned by flames, reflecting the sky full of fire, and even two lines of blood and tears flowed uncontrollably from the end of the wide-eyed eyes.

He opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his voice was hoarse and he couldn't utter a single sound.

Feng Yan was completely impatient, he raised his hand and tapped his fingertips between Mu Jing's eyebrows, a wave of spiritual energy mercilessly poured into it, but it bounced back suddenly as if being hit by a barrier.

Feng Yang withdrew her hand, frowning tightly.

"Spirit mirror?"

The fragments of the spirit mirror of the Xiaochu clan fell into the world, and they entered the reincarnation cycle?

And look at the aura on his body, it seems to be the mirror of Patriarch Young Young Patriarch.

Feng Li was about to take a closer look, when Fu Yuqiu muttered from inside the room.

"Little grass?"

Feng Hao's spiritual power that trapped Mu Jing was instantly withdrawn.

Mu Jing covered his eyes in horror, as if being burned in pain.

Fearing that Fu Yuqiu would see the clues, Feng Li waved his sleeves, and Mu Jing's burnt eyes instantly recovered as before, and even the pain dissipated.

"Don't say what you shouldn't say." Feng Yan said lightly, "Do you remember?"

Mu Jing staggered back a few steps, his lips were trembling with fright, so he could only nod.

Fu Yuqiu: "Xiao Mu?"

Mu Jing instinctively wanted to go in, but trembling with fear, he could only look at Feng Hao almost begging.

Feng Yan smiled lightly and said, "Go."

Mu Jing staggered into the room as if she had been pardoned.

Soon, Fu Yuqiu's voice came from the room.

"Huh? What's the matter? Did someone bully you?"

Mu Jing, who was like a mute just now, refused to say a word even if he was about to be killed, replied softly: "No, no."

Fu Yuqiu didn't ask too much, he got dressed and washed, and planned to go to Xuanzhu Tower to ask if the reward order had been issued, and why the jade pendant didn't respond at all after several days.

Seeing that he was fully dressed and about to go out, Mu Jing, who was obediently sitting aside, looked at him hesitantly for a long time before he said, "You...do you want to go out?"

"Yeah." The flowers in Fu Yuqiu's hair were still blooming even after sleeping. He looked at the flowers in the mirror happily, and said casually, "Do you want to go out to play?"

Mu Jing shook his head quickly: "No, I won't go."

Fu Yuqiu raised the children, and said very heartily: "Then you play here, and I will bring you good things when I come back."

Mu Jing hesitated to speak.

Fu Yuqiu finally stopped being smug, and turned around in doubt: "What's the matter? What do you want to say?"

Mu Jing looked at him eagerly, and was about to speak after struggling for a long time, when countless memories of being beaten, abused and scolded suddenly appeared in his mind, and he shuddered immediately.

He shook his head hastily, even refusing to speak.

Fu Yuqiu didn't notice anything unusual, so he said a few words to comfort him, and then left with Feng Yang.

Before Feng Yan left, she turned her head and glanced at him lightly.

When the wooden mirror encountered the hot carbon block, it hurriedly hid.

Fu Yuqiu: "What are you looking at?"

Feng Yan withdrew his gaze, and said in a gentle voice, "It's nothing—go to Xuanzhu Tower?"

"En." Fu Yuqiu nodded, shook the crescent moon jade pendant, frowned and said, "How can there be no news for several days? If you want to see a person, you want to see a corpse."

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Hao doesn't have brothers and sisters, and for a moment he wonders if all the brothers in the Three Realms get along like this "brothers and brothers respectful" who want each other to die?

Fu Yuqiu worried all the way to Xuanzhu Tower.

Before entering, I saw several magicians sending a huge plaque to Xuanzhu Tower.

There are four big characters in the letter-Miaoshou rejuvenation.

The faces of the people who came to receive us from Xuanzhulou turned green.

They are all engaged in the dirty business of killing people and stealing goods. When have they saved people and cured their illnesses?

Is this group of demon cultivators here to mess things up? !

The leader is a demon cultivator in revealing clothes. She has a graceful figure and is glamorous. A long black whip hangs from her waist, and a full moon tassel hangs from the handle of the whip, which moves with the wind, presumptuous and unruly.

"Go and call your host to come out." Moxiu smiled, "I want to personally thank him for saving my life."

The face of the steward who hurried over also turned green.

Fu Yuqiu and Feng Yan were watching the show, wondering: "Will Xuanzhulou also cure diseases and save lives?"

Feng Yan had a half-smile: "They only know how to kill people."

Fu Yuqiu was amazed.

The plaque of [Wonderful Hand Rejuvenation] was placed in Xuanzhu Tower, which made me feel even more ironic.

The people on the side of the road had never seen such a good show before, they all watched and pointed.

Fu Yuqiu vaguely listened to both ears, and knew the ins and outs.

Some time ago, someone came to Xuanzhulou to offer a reward for the life of the demon saint, and the owner of Xuanzhu personally went to the demon clan to assassinate her.

Unexpectedly, the demon saint was already dying of poisoning, and was poisoned by Xuan Zhuzhu.

The two poisons collide, fighting poison with poison.

Holy Maiden!

Today, the demon saintess came to present a plaque, thanking Lord Xuanzhu for saving her life.

The entire Demon Race must be grateful to Dade.

Fu Yuqiu laughed out loud when he heard this, and felt that the master Xuanzhu was also a weird person.

So much fun also.

But the people in Xuanzhulou didn't think it was fun, the plaque was just smashing the signboard.

The steward's face was almost frozen with laughter, and he managed to appease the moxiu who were bluffing to nail the plaque to the lobby wall, and hurried to the 23rd floor wiping away his sweat.

The 23rd floor was still quiet, but there was no one in the host seat.

There was only one book placed on the table, and it was slightly blown by the wind, revealing a few words on the cover.

——"How to talk clearly, talk freely, and talk about the mountains"

The master of Xuanzhu, Fu Yuque...

escaped?

Steward: "???"

The demon saint seemed to know that Fu Yuque was not in Xuanzhu Tower, so she let the plaque be put down, and said: "Go and bring a message to your landlord, Ling Yuze Dabi tomorrow, let him come to find me, otherwise I will be killed." Tell the world that he broke into my boudoir at night with the intention of plotting against me."

Steward: "!!!"

Onlookers: "!!!"

The people of the demon clan have always been promiscuous, and there are countless things to have sex under the curtain of the sky, so they don't care about such foreign things as reputation.

Fu Yuqiu: "Hahahahaha!"

Fu Yuqiu had watched enough of the good show, and laughed so hard that she almost fell down.

The people of the demon clan came aggressively and left aggressively.

Fu Yuqiu had seen enough of the show, so he hummed a little song and asked his sister who had placed a reward for him before: "Is there any news?"

The female cultivator was full of perplexity: "The reward order for Fu Baihe has gone down, and there is no news so far, only Fu Yuque..."

Fu Yuqiu wondered: "What's wrong with Fu Yuque? He's dead?"

"no no."

The female nun couldn't say a word, so she asked him to wait a while and go find the steward.

"The landlord said that if he sees this boy in white again, he will be detained and taken to the 23rd floor. Now he is here. Look..."

The steward was disturbed by the matter of the demon plaque, and said angrily: "The landlord is missing, and it's useless to keep him. You can ask his name, and then secretly leave a strand of his spiritual power for easy search. gone?"

The female cultivator hurriedly ran back.

"May I ask what your name is?"

Fu Yuqiu didn't defend himself either, and obediently said, "Fu..."

Feng Yan suddenly pressed his shoulder and shook his head at him.

Fu Yuqiu was taken aback for a moment, and quickly thought about it, and said, "Feng Yuqiu."

Feng Xun gave a hand.

The female cultivator was busy remembering the name, and at the same time, she quietly probed out a strand of spiritual power, trying to squeeze out a strand of Fu Yuqiu's spiritual power.

It's just that her spiritual sense had just probed there, but it seemed to be burned by a hot flame. The pain made her face pale, and she withdrew her spiritual power instantly.

Feng Yan looked at her deeply.

The female cultivator suddenly felt guilty and dared not probe further.

Knowing that there is no news, Fu Yuqiu had no choice but to leave disappointed.

"Doesn't your elder brother like to watch the excitement?" Feng Yan comforted him, "Maybe you can see him in Yaozu tomorrow."

Fu Yuqiu thought about it and thought it was the same.

He was heartless and had another day of fun.

When he went back that night, Fu Yuqiu brought Mu Jing a bunch of novelties.

He himself played with these things with great interest, and thought that Mu Jing would definitely like it more if he was younger than him, but Mu Jing just glanced at it sleepily, showed a forced smile, and had no other reaction.

Fu Yuqiu asked in surprise, "Isn't it fun?"

Mu Jing looked at Feng Yan who was casually playing with the little tiger's rattle with downcast eyes, his eyes were full of fear.

He shook his head slightly, indicating no.

He never spoke when other people were around.

Sure enough, as soon as Feng Xun left, Mu Jing hurriedly hugged Fu Yuqiu's hand, and spoke nonchalantly.

"Are you going out tomorrow... too?"

Fu Yuqiu was still looking at the tiger pattern on the rattle, and said suspiciously: "Yes, the monster race has a spirit Yuze Dabi, it's very fun, do you want to go?"

Mu Jing shook his head in horror, shaking Fu Yuqiu's arm desperately: "No, I won't go!"

Fu Yuqiu didn't know, so he said, "Oh, okay, then I won't take you there."

"You, you too..." Mu Jing was so anxious that tears were about to come out, "You don't want to go either!"

Fu Yuqiu frowned: "Why? Did you see anything else?"

Mu Jing covered his mouth violently, shaking his head desperately with tears in his eyes.

But his reaction couldn't be faked.

Fu Yuqiu tore off his hand and said seriously, "Mu Xiaocao."

Mu Xiaocao looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"Your eyes are very beautiful." Fu Yuqiu reached out and swept his eyes lightly, and said as gently as possible, "With such beautiful eyes, the ability to see future disasters may be a gift from heaven, allowing you to avoid those disasters in time. It's suffering."

Mu Jing stared blankly at him.

Not even his parents said anything like that.

They would only tell him to "shut up", "don't talk" and "do you want to kill us?" Later, his parents were really burned to ashes in the fire rain, and the rest of them scolded him...

"Catastrophe."

"Sky Fiend Lone Star!"

"Dumb him, he won't be able to tell those disasters!"

Mu Jing's ears were full of vicious abuse, which could not stop lingering in his ears.

Indistinctly, a clear and crisp voice pierced through the vicious black fog like an arrow, and opened a hole to let the sun shine in.

Fu Yuqiu said: "They are just Jiujiujiu! I blame you for my incompetence!"

Mu Jing: "..."

After Fu Yuqiu scolded, she immediately regretted it, wishing she could slap her on the mouth.

How can you say such things in front of a child? !

Seeing Fu Yuqiu's face full of annoyance, Mu Jing didn't know why, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Fu Yuqiu looked at him suspiciously.

After Mu Jing laughed, he suddenly seemed to change his face again, and the tears that had been trying so hard to hold back did not fall, and slid down his face.

"You, you don't want to go tomorrow." Mu Jing choked up and tugged on his sleeve, finally said what he always wanted to say, "I saw a lot of fire rain falling again..."

"And that man is a bad guy, and he will... change, change his face."

"He hurt you, you cried so sad..."

Fu Yuqiu was taken aback: "A man? Who?"

Even though Mu Jing was crying like this, his tone of voice could not hide his fear: "The person next to you."

Fu Yuqiu paused for wiping Mu Jing's tears, and asked in surprise, "You mean Phoenix?"

Mu Jing nodded in fear.

"Impossible." Fu Yuqiu said, "He won't hurt me."

Mu Jing whimpered, "But you cried..."

Fu Yuqiu's eyes flashed.

As if remembering the phrase "Your Majesty" that Elder Tonghe said, Fu Yuqiu's face turned pale, but he forced a smile, suppressed the panic surging in his heart, and took a deep breath.

He didn't know whether he was talking to Mu Jing or muttering to himself: "And I have already known the warning, so I will definitely...be fully prepared."

After Fu Yuqiu finished speaking, he suddenly slapped himself hard on the face and laughed again: "What preparations are you doing? It's okay. Maybe it's just some small things. I've been a big fuss since I was a child."

Mu Jing didn't understand, with tears still hanging on his face, he asked in a daze, "As long as we don't pass... can we not be sad?"

He was still young, so he didn't understand why Fu Yuqiu wanted to go there even though he knew he would be hurt.

Just avoid it.

Fu Yuqiu pursed her lips and remained silent.

...Perhaps, he cannot avoid it.