Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

The second and third of the twelfth lunar month is a small year in the lower realm.

The soft vine in Fuyuqiu's hair bloomed full of bright red flowers in perfect harmony with the occasion, and it was extremely festive.

He happily ran to show Feng Yan.

Feng Yan reluctantly commented: "It's not bad."

Because the head of the Ninth Heavenly Immortal Venerable was convulsed with wind and the snow was forbidden, the cold winter had already seemed to be empty, and even the twelfth lunar month was as warm as spring.

In Wenyou Valley before, Yuqiu felt drowsy after snowing, buried herself in a flower pot and jumped back to the room to cat.

One year, the ugly monster Fu Yuqiu rescued stayed in Wenyou Valley for the winter. He had no choice but to maintain his human form, hiding sickly under the brocade quilt, unwilling to go out no matter what.

Feeling the warmth of the twelfth lunar month, Fu Yuqiu thought happily: "It would be even better if I go back to Wenyougu."

He also doesn't have to hide from the snow every year, which is annoying.

Mu Jing timidly held Fu Yuqiu by the corner of his clothes, still unwilling to give up and not wanting him to go out.

Feng Yan came from outside, and glanced at Mu Jing's hand indifferently.

That gaze was like a hot flame, scorching fiercely at the back of Mu Jing's hand, causing him to shrink back immediately in fright.

"Don't be afraid." Fu Yuqiu said, "Just wait here, I'll come back after watching the excitement."

Mu Jing was too afraid of Feng Hao, so he nodded timidly and watched the two leave side by side.

It's just a few days of hard work, and I don't know how Feng Beihe did it. He actually rebuilt the Tianting Pagoda that had been pushed into ruins, and it was even more luxurious than before.

The soaring pagoda looks like an exquisite jade object, shining with glazed light in the sunlight.

When Fu Yuqiu and Feng Yan passed by, there were already dense crowds of people around the Tianting Pagoda.

The monks of the Xianmeng, the demon clan, people from the four clans, and even people from Baihuayuan came here.

Fu Yuqiu wondered, "Why do people from the four clans also come here?"

Feng Hao said lightly: "Because they are also coming to snatch Ling Yuze."

Fu Yuqiu seems to understand but not understand.

The place for the competition was under the Tianting Pagoda, and there were many people coming, Fu Yuqiu thought it would take a long time to wait in line, but Feng Yan took him as if entering an uninhabited land, and no one dared to stop him.

The Lingyuze Grand Competition is a semi-circular stand, with countless small spaces above it, and the huge competition platform at the bottom.

Feng Yan took him to a mustard room with an excellent view, full of spiritual power.

Fu Yuqiu grabbed a bunch of pine nuts and came over, planning to nibble later when watching a play.

The hustle and bustle of the surrounding area was completely blocked by mustard seeds, and Fu Yuqiu felt curious about everything, and kept looking around.

"It's the first time I've seen people fight." Fu Yuqiu tilted his head and looked at Fengyan with bent eyes, "The outside world is so fun."

He loves to be lively so much, but because of his identity as Jiangling Youcao, he can't come out to play wantonly.

I don't know why, but being watched by Fu Yuqiu's clear eyes, Feng Yan felt an extremely strange feeling in his heart, like losing control when he went crazy before, but without the slightest hostility.

There even seemed to be a warm current gurgling through my heart.

When she reacted, Feng Yan instinctively looked away.

Fu Yuqiu instinctively wanted to share all her joy with Feng Yan, but when she realized that Feng Yan seemed to be rejecting him again, the smile on her face was a little unnatural.

He hung his head sullenly and stopped laughing.

Feng Yan frowned, as if wondering why she had to look away.

He obviously didn't reject that smiling face.

Fu Yuqiu lowered his head sullenly and ate pine nuts.

Probably because the atmosphere in Jiazi was too embarrassing, Fu Yuqiu raised his hand and poked the Jiazi door, the barrier suddenly dissipated, and the voices from outside roared in.

The little mustard next door should be a demon cultivator, and he speaks in a low voice, talking about interesting things in the Three Realms.

Fu Yuqiu passed the time for herself, listening to them lazily with her jaw propped up.

"Dragon Girl Zhu, the cultivation base can beat almost all dragons. Powerful and beautiful, alas, but because she is a woman, that half-baked young master of the dragon family always dominates her."

"Tsk tsk, it seems that the dragon clan is declining."

While eating pine nuts, Fu Yuqiu listened to people chattering, and quickly put the unpleasantness behind her.

Only Feng Yan was left staring at him intently.

"Also, it is said that the Dragon Clan Master wants to draw a red line with the Dragon Girl Zhu and the one from the Nine Layers Heaven... Tsk tsk tsk, that fairy is notoriously cruel, merciless and moody, if the Dragon Girl Zhu is really married to him Couple, that's a good show to watch."

"Huh! Dragon Patriarch really dare to think about it?!"

"is not that right?"

Fu Yuqiu listened with gusto, and when he heard that Huo Yanluo was going to ruin a good girl, he snorted coldly, and commented: "That's right, a good girl, it would be great to be the leader of the Dragon Clan if you are so powerful, why should Huo Yanluo be cheap? "

After Fu Yuqiu's babble, she tilted her head and instinctively sought agreement with Feng Yan: "Is it?"

Feng Yan was still looking at him, and nodded casually: "Yes."

Fu Yuqiu quickly looked away, and after a while he felt something was wrong again, and tilted his head in doubt, only to see Feng Li still looking at him as if his neck was stiff.

"What is he looking at me for?" Fu Yuqiu touched his face and muttered in his heart, "Obviously he was avoiding me just now."

The more Fu Yuqiu thought about it, the more he felt wronged, but he refused to sulk, and immediately bared his teeth at him: "Why are you staring at me?"

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Hao: "I don't have one."

"You have it." Fu Yuqiu deliberately misinterpreted and said, "Gare at me straight."

Feng Yan: "..."

Fu Yuqiu saw that Feng Lian was choking on him and couldn't speak, he was immediately relieved, snorted, and was about to interrupt him a few more words, when suddenly a dragon chant came from above his head.

Fu Yuqiu looked up.

Under the blue sky, a black dragon came from the clouds and mist, carrying a spiritual rain and suddenly fell from the mid-air. Where it fell, the dead trees were in spring, and delicate flowers and plants grew from the cracks in the stones.

It was the first time Fu Yuqiu had seen Lingyu, so she immediately left Feng Lian behind and happily reached out to catch a handful of rain.

The spiritual rain penetrated into the fingers, and a cluster of bright flowers suddenly bloomed.

Ever since the fire rain fell into the lower realm, some places in Fuyun Prefecture had exhausted their spiritual energy, and there had been no spiritual rain for a long time.

At this time, the short spiritual rain fell, causing countless monks to emerge from the mustard seeds and stand under the spiritual rain to absorb the little spiritual power left.

Just a spiritual rain has such rich spiritual power, if the spiritual rain falls...

Xu Shi is more useful than Lingmai.

The black dragon turned into a human form and landed in the center of the competition platform.

——It was a girl in black with a cold face, her eyes were indifferent to everything, sweeping thousands of people around her, her aura was not weak at all.

This is Dragon Girl Wishing.

Fu Yuqiu glanced at it from afar.

Even though he never thought human skins were so pretty, he could still feel the heroic spirit of Longnu Zhu's skins.

On that face was an indifference to everything and unconcealed ambition.

Such a person is never willing to be inferior to others.

Longnu Zhu didn't talk nonsense, the rain that came with her was already the beginning.

She sat firmly at the front of the competition table, her gaze coldly sweeping around.

Without her needing to say anything, Shi Shiran, the head of the Immortal League and the saint of the Demon Race, entered the competition stage in the first competition.

Fu Yuqiu hurriedly opened his eyes wide to look, pointed to the head of the Xianmeng and said, "Is that the Lord Xuanzhu?"

Feng Yan shook his head: "No."

Fu Yuqiu was immediately disappointed.

He also wanted to see the fight between the demon saintess and Xuan Zhuzhu.

The two below quickly fought each other. Daoxiu and Moxiu were already at odds with each other, not to mention that they were merciless to each other in order to compete for Lingyuze at this time. They wished to directly kill each other on the competition stage.

For a moment, spiritual power collided like a huge firework.

Fu Yuqiu couldn't take his eyes off him. He was a person who had no position. No matter who was at a disadvantage, he would be extremely nervous.

"Hey! I'm going to get hurt!"

"Hit him!"

"You fight back! Hit her back!"

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Li sighed silently, at this moment a cloud floated up and was scattered by his palm.

"Yuqiu." Feng Li stood up, "I'll leave first."

Fu Yuqiu was very excited to see it, and said casually: "Yeah, okay, let's go slowly and give birth to a precious son."

Feng Yan... Feng Yan walked away slowly.

Yun Gui was waiting outside Jiezi, when he saw Feng Yang coming out, he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, there is news from the Chichu Clan."

As soon as Feng Yan left Jiezi, his whole demeanor changed, he looked coldly at the two people who were fighting each other inseparably below, his eyes were full of disinterest.

But obviously, he watched the previous Ling Yuze competitions with great interest in Jiuchongtian.

If someone was seriously injured and died in the competition, he would even clap his hands and laugh.

But this big competition, Feng Yan didn't seem to be interested at all.

"What news?" Feng Yan asked.

Yun Gui said succinctly: "Today there will be rain of flames falling on Tianting Pagoda, even more than once."

Feng Yan raised her head slightly, "Oh?"

He finally became interested, and said with a half-smile, "The Golden Crow is here."

"If the Golden Crow was on Feng Beihe, I don't know if it was done on purpose, or if he was forced to a dead end, and it rained fire for hundreds of miles." Yun Gui said, "Your Majesty, look, do you want to trap him first? "

Feng Yan laughed: "Why do you want to stop him? Just let him do it."

Yun Gui said yes, knowing that the Immortal Venerable was about to go crazy and watch a good show again.

It was raining continuously for hundreds of miles, and with so many people gathered today, I am afraid that there will be many casualties.

But Feng Yan didn't care at all.

He wished that the rain of flames would fall directly on his head and burn him to a pile of loess.

Yun Gui sighed silently, took his leave and left.

After only taking two steps, Yun Gui suddenly looked back, but suddenly froze.

Obviously such a big bustle is the favorite of the Immortal Venerable, and he has indeed issued an order not to stop the foreseen disaster, and even wants to add fuel to the flames...

He should be very happy.

But at this time, Feng Yan looked at Jiezi next to him almost blankly, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Among the mustard seeds, Fu Yuqiu nervously stuttered and ate melon seeds, chatting non-stop about the battle situation.

"Whoa, get out of the way!"

"Hit him back!"

"Ahhh, I was scared to death! Fortunately, I didn't cut it."

He babbled non-stop, and the yin vine that had been sleeping around his wrist was finally awakened by him, and he spoke a bunch of fluent cane words.

"Shut your beak! Can't even eat to stop your mouth, Teng Teng?! Teng Teng! Roll the ball!"

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Fu Yuqiu got used to it, reluctantly looked away from below, raised her hand and touched the vine: "You finally woke up, you have been motionless for the past few days, I thought you were dead."

"Dry your grandma." Yin Teng said angrily, "I feel like I've been punched by someone, it's really uncomfortable."

Fu Yuqiu stretched out her fingertips: "Give me some spiritual power?"

Yin Teng was also not polite to him, and directly stretched out two slender vines to hug Fu Yuqiu's fingers, and sucked the spiritual power vigorously.

Shui Lianqing is the most yin and cold thing, which suits the Yin Teng's cold spiritual power. After a few spiritual powers enter the inner palace, Yin Teng finally feels better and can finally transform into a human body.

Wrapped in a pitch-black robe, Yin Teng squatted on the ground, humming and stuffing all the unhulled pine nuts on the table into his mouth, chewing a few mouthfuls with his iron teeth and then swallowing them.

"Ham, it's really bad luck. You don't even know how many waves of people chased and killed your father at that time. When did I become such a sweet potato?"

Fu Yuqiu was not in the mood to watch the fight anymore, and seeing Yinteng's domineering appearance, he also learned to stuff the pine nuts and shells into his mouth.

But after chewing it twice, he almost broke his teeth, and spit out: "Your father is dead."

Yin Teng was so gloomy to others that he seemed to be cursing people at any time, but he was a little more cheerful when he was with Fu Yuqiu. He chewed pine nuts and laughed, deliberately showing off his steel teeth to Fu Yuqiu.

At this moment, Yin Teng sniffed lightly with his nose, let out an "ah", and said, "Fuyu Que smells like quail."

Fu Yuqiu was startled: "Ah?! He's here."

"Yeah." Yin Teng nodded, "The poisonous smell all over his body is overwhelming, I can smell it for eight hundred miles, Ah Xie—"