Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

When Fu Yuqiu and Fu Yuque were brothers in love, Feng Yan stood there quietly, even when Fu Yuque told Fu Yuqiu about the person who offered him a reward, he didn't stop him.

Feng Li looked at Fu Yuqiu's stunned expression almost indifferently.

Feng Xun has golden pupils, why does the immortal also have golden pupils?

Why did Feng Beihe chase down a phoenix;

Fengxi's surname is Feng, so why is the Shaozun of the three clans also surnamed Feng;

Since the phoenix is ​​immortal in Nirvana, why is it so easy to break off its wings and imprison it in the Nine Heavens.

With so many flaws exposed by Feng Hao, if it were someone else, he would have already revealed his identity as an immortal.

Fu Yuqiu didn't know whether it was too naive or too trusting of Feng Hao, she was stunned for a while, then shook her head violently, as if she wanted to throw out the strange thought, and changed back to her usual appearance again.

Fu Yuque said: "Know?"

Fu Yuqiu snorted, and said in a strange way: "You ask me, how did I lose my soul?"

Fu Yuque frowned: "How?"

Fu Yuqiu said coldly: "It's thanks to you as a customer."

Fu Yuque's expression turned cold, and the spiritual veins unconsciously emitted a thick black smoke: "Young Master Tonghe, how do you know him?"

"Contain the poison first!" Fu Yuqiu took a few steps back, fearing that Fu Yuque would accidentally kill him.

Only then did Fu Yuque realize that the poisonous smoke was coming out again, and he retracted it instantly with a slight wave of his sleeve.

Fu Yuqiu told how Feng Beihe lied to him, how he took him out of the valley of news, and how he wanted to dig out his panacea from beginning to end, and he felt wronged again while talking.

Ever since Jiangling Youcao became sane, she was spoiled lawlessly by Fu Yuque and Fu Baihe, how could she have suffered such grievances.

Fu Yuqiu rubbed forward sullenly, lowered his head and rested his forehead on Fu Yuque's left shoulder, and said sadly, "I stayed in a place full of sand for seven full days, without a single drop of water or spiritual power."

Fu Yuque's eyes were heavy when he heard this, and his whole body trembled slightly. He raised his hand and pressed Fu Yuqiu's back of the head, embraced the strange body in his arms, and closed his eyes lightly.

Fu Yuqiu was bitten by a snake back then, although the poison could not do anything to him, but he called the two of them back from thousands of miles away crying so hard that his voice was hoarse.

Such an impatient little grass was forcefully forced to explode by someone in a place where they couldn't see...

Fu Yuqiu usually never forgets to drink tons of water when he cries, how can he suffer when he is imprisoned in a place where there is no trace of moisture?

Just thinking about it casually, Fu Yuque has the desire to kill someone.

When he opened it again, the rare distress in Fu Yuque's eyes had disappeared. He stroked Fu Yuqiu's slightly cold white hair, and said coldly, "Go back to Yougu, don't leave again."

Fu Yuqiu suffered a great loss, and shook his head desperately: "Sure, sure, I won't come out, I will die in Wenyou Valley."

"Good boy." Fu Yuque patted his head and said, "Go to Xuanzhulou, I'll look for the white crane."

After Fu Yuqiu filed the complaint, seeing Fu Yuque's posture of wanting to avenge him, he was so cute, he nodded his head, thought for a while and said: "But I see Feng Beihe is going to fight later, I want to go Watch monkeys."

Fu Yuque said coldly: "No."

Fu Yuqiu stopped being snarky. He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I was trapped in a place full of sand without a drop of water for seven days..."

Fu Yuque: "..."

Fu Yuque looked at him with that deathly gaze again.

Fu Yuqiu was not afraid at all, and continued to work hard, saying: "Feng Beihe even colluded with a snow deer, and discussed in front of me how to cut me into medicine..."

"..." Fu Yuque said, "Go play."

Fu Yuqiu immediately put away his pitiful expression, happily "wow", hugged Fu Yuque's neck and hugged him intimately: "Then I'm going to play, and I'll go to Xuanzhulou to find you after I finish watching .”

Fu Yuque: "Yes."

Fu Yuqiu chatted with him a few more words before running back humming a little song.

Fu Yuque's eyes were full of cold light, and he was thinking about how to take revenge.

Even if he is the son of the Immortal Venerable, Fu Yuque is not afraid.

As long as I can vent my anger on Fu Yuqiu...

At this moment, Fu Yuqiu, who ran a few steps, suddenly turned around and asked curiously: "Brother, is that sister just now your Taoist companion?"

Fu Yuque: "..."

Get mad.

Fu Yuque spoke concisely, Sen Leng said: "Let's go."

Fu Yuqiu didn't ask any more questions, and ran to Feng Yan's side with a smile.

Just as he walked over, he saw that Fenghuang, who was in a happy mood just now, seemed to have been poked in the lungs. Even though he was still smiling gently, Fu Yuqiu could vaguely sense the irrepressible killing intent .

Fu Yuqiu didn't seem to know what fear was - anyway, Fenghuang would definitely not be angry with him.

"Phoenix?" Fu Yuqiu ran over against the oppressive momentum, and whispered, "Who messed with you?"

The Phoenix Fire all over Fenghuang's body seemed to be scorchingly burning, and he forcibly pressed it into the meridians in his body, making his golden pupils appear more brilliant, like burning silver charcoal.

Fu Yuqiu was too close, and felt that the phoenix fire in the golden bead on her ankle seemed to be boiling and burning, breaking through the restraint of the golden bead and burning blazingly.

The invisible phoenix fire patterns on Feng Li's black clothes seemed to be struggling and roaring. He was almost driven to madness amidst the auditory hallucinations, but there was always a string that was tightly stretched, pulling him forcefully not to follow the crazy desire. .

"Sand, sand..."

Fenghuang finally spoke, but his voice was as hoarse as swallowing coals, as if he was suppressing something: "Is it Shajie?"

"Did you hear that?"

Fu Yuqiu felt embarrassed, after all, being easily imprisoned and forced to blew himself up was not very heroic, and even shameful.

I don't know why, but Fu Yuqiu always wants Fenghuang to feel that he is very powerful and not a useless weed.

Feng Yan's hands were hanging by his side, the wide sleeves fell down to cover most of the back of his hands, and he could vaguely see traces falling down his fingertips.

A drop of phoenix blood dripped onto the wet ground.

The moss on the ground was instantly evaporated and turned into a thin layer of dry yellow clothes.

Feng Hao forcibly stabilized the rioting mood, looked down at the ground, and lowered his eyelashes to hide the terrible killing intent in his eyes.

His tone has returned to normal, and he said almost indifferently: "What does he want your panacea for?"

"I don't know." Fu Yuqiu shook his head, even at this moment, he did not forget to praise himself in front of Fenghuang, "My elixir can stabilize the soul and bring the dead back to life, and it can cure everything, so it is useful."

Seeing that Fu Yuqiu was so stupid, Feng Hao didn't know the reason why he was killed so tragically, so it's no wonder Fu Yuque didn't ask anything else, and just asked him to go back to Yougu to play with mud.

"Let's go." Feng Yan didn't say much, turned around and said, "I'm going to the Fengbei River for a test soon, to see a good show."

Fu Yuqiu said "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Anyway, Feng Yan knew that he was reborn after taking over the home, so Fu Yuqiu didn't deliberately hide it any more, and swung his arms vigorously to make a gesture to make a big cake for Feng Yang.

Hearing the word "Little Yezi", Feng Yan frowned for some reason, and instinctively said, "I don't want it."

Fu Yuqiu was taken aback for a moment, then said blankly, "Huh?"

He was inexplicably sad, for Jiang Ling Youcao, the criterion for expressing his love was to see if he gave Ye Zi.

For so many years, Fu Yuqiu has even thought of giving leaves to two people other than relatives and friends.

The first one is "Ugly"-although the person who took his leaf disappeared immediately.

The second one is Feng Beihe, but he has only thought about it, Fu Yuqiu's liking for him has not reached the point of pulling the leaves reluctantly.

And now, Feng Yan is the third one.

But Fu Yuqiu gave away his most precious things, but they didn't care at all.

The leaves of Fuyuqiu are about to wilt.

Seeing him like this, Feng Yan knew that he had said the wrong thing. He frowned and hesitated for a long time before trying to speak, and said softly: "No, what I mean is, you are grass, and the leaves are not part of your body? If you pull them off at will, Doesn't it hurt?"

Fu Yuqiu was so easy to coax, Feng Yan casually said that he immediately recovered from the shame of being rejected just now, slapped his chest, and said happily: "There is only a little pain, I can bear it."

Feng Hao lowered his eyes.

That still hurts.

Fu Yuqiu hadn't recovered into a secluded grass yet, so she began to think about which leaf to choose for Feng Hao.

"I must choose the most beautiful piece." Fu Yuqiu's eyes were bent, thinking non-stop, "Or you can give two pieces."

Fu Yuqiu's joy is very contagious. He walks on the road humming a song, and Feng Yan can also empathize with his unsuspecting heart-to-heart and trust.

Feng Hao suddenly felt that trust was too heavy, so heavy that he couldn't bear it at all.

After thinking happily, Fu Yuqiu said, "I won't be able to leave Wenyou Valley from now on. If you have nowhere to go, you can stay with me in Wenyou Valley."

Feng Yan paused and turned to look at him.

Fu Yuqiu wanted to prove that he was not a useless weed, and tried his best to pick himself up and said: "I know everything, I am not, I am not stupid, I can also plant spiritual herbs and medicines, if your wings are broken again, I will definitely be able to do it." Heal you."

Feng Yan: "..."

Fu Yuqiu immediately regretted it after speaking, why would a normal bird always lose its wings?

Is he cursing people?

Fu Yuqiu's fingers intertwined with each other, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry..."

Feng Yan looked at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

Fu Yuqiu looked up at him.

He was about to ask Feng Yan why he was smiling, when he saw that Feng Yan, who had been calm and composed, seemed to have made a solemn decision, and his eyes changed a little.

Feng Li stared straight at Fu Yuqiu's pure pupils, and said softly: "The master Xuanzhu said that it was Feng Beihe who offered a reward for chasing me."

Fu Yuqiu didn't quite understand why he suddenly said this, Wei Wei thought about it, and followed his thoughts: "Well, it's him again, why is he going around killing people? But don't worry, when my brother comes, they will all die .”

Feng Yang was taken aback.

That's not what he meant...

"You didn't..." Feng Yan reminded him, "Do you think something is wrong?"

Can't you use your brain more to divert your thinking and doubt Phoenix's identity?

Do you really feel suspicious from the beginning to the end?

Fu Yuqiu's face froze, as if he was rejecting something, his brows were slightly frowned.

His expression became more and more serious, his eyes looked up and down on Fenghuang, as if he was thinking.

Feng Yan quietly held his breath, his expression was the same as usual, but his heart seemed to be waiting for the butcher knife hanging around his neck to fall to the ground.

Fu Yuqiu thought for a while, then said coldly, "I see."

The hand in Feng Yan's sleeve tightened suddenly.

"It must be Yan Luo! He is still ruthless and wants to arrest you and bring you back to Jiuchongtian." Fu Yuqiu said coldly, "If he hadn't ordered it himself, how could Feng Beihe pursue you in the lower realm with such great fanfare?"

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Yan: "..."