Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

"Phoenix Ruins?"

Fu Yuqiu was placed on the wide bed by Feng Yan, looked around, and found that the level of luxury here was completely comparable to that of the inner hall of the Nine Layers of Heavenly Immortals, and even more so.

A thick blanket was spread on the ground, so that Fu Yuqiu would not feel cold when running barefoot on it.

There was a wide window next to the bed. Fu Yuqiu bent her knees and crawled over it, looked curiously at the endless sea of ​​flowers outside, and said in amazement: "This place is completely different from before I came here last time."

Feng Yan stood on the edge of the bed and looked down at him, because the light was against him, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"When was the last time you came to...?"

Fu Yuqiu opened the window and wanted to reach out to reach the flowers and plants outside, but just as she reached out, it seemed to touch a layer of transparent barrier, and she was blocked back.

"It was more than 20 years ago." Fu Yuqiu looked at it and found a lake outside the window. He thought it was the enchantment that Phoenix set up because he was afraid that he would fall, so he didn't think much about it.

"I came out with Feng Beihe, and I visited the Phoenix Market first."

Feng Yan slightly closed his eyes.

"What's the matter with you?" Fu Yuqiu sensed that something was wrong, got off the bed, tiptoed in front of Feng Yan, and muttered, "It's been weird since just now, and why did you bring me to the Phoenix Market? ? I haven’t told my fourth brother yet.”

Feng Yan lowered his eyes to look at him, his golden pupils were as calm as stagnant water: "Well, I'll let someone tell him. It's dangerous outside now."

"Danger?"

"Yeah." Feng Yan didn't even blink his eyes when he told a lie, "Golden Crow is not dead yet, Feng Xingyun wants to arrest you and threaten me, the Dragon Clan is also my enemy, and the Four Clans want my life even more."

Fu Yuqiu let out a "huh" and looked at him inexplicably: "Why have you caused so many troubles?"

Feng Hao said softly, "I'm sorry."

Fu Yuqiu was also very coaxing, pretending to be reserved and authentic: "That's good, I'll just stay here for a while."

Feng Yan smiled, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

Fu Yuqiu looked around, always felt that sitting on the bed was weird, so she crawled to the edge of the bed and got out of bed to run outside.

Just half a step away, Feng Lian's hand grabs him violently, almost pulling Fu Yuqiu's small body back forcibly.

Fu Yuqiu was frightened, and said blankly, "What?"

After Feng Yan stretched out her hand, she realized that she had reacted too much, forced herself to calm down, and forced a faint smile: "Where are you going?"

Fu Yuqiu pointed outside: "Look at the flowers."

Feng Li let out a breath quietly, slid her fingers down, and clasped Fu Yuqiu's wrist: "I'll take you there."

Fu Yuqiu was dazed, so he dragged her to see the flowers.

It's just that Feng Yan seemed to be afraid of him going out, so he took him directly to the painting rail outside the hall.

Fu Yuqiu motioned to him: "That's it?"

Feng Yan nodded and said: "Let's see it this way."

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Fu Yuqiu supported the railing with both hands, propped herself up on the carved railing with a "chirp", swayed her legs facing Feng Lian, and kicked the hem of her snow-white clothes like a butterfly spreading its wings.

He didn't look at the flowers either, just stared at Feng Yan strangely.

Feng Li pressed her hand on the carved pillar beside her, and her spiritual power was slightly stimulated, countless soft vines climbed up, and clusters of flowers bloomed in an instant.

He thought that Fu Yuqiu loved looking at flowers.

Fu Yuqiu waited for Feng Yan to speak, but seeing that he only knew that his head was blooming, he immediately kicked the hem of his clothes angrily, and said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Feng Yan frowned: "I have nothing to say."

"Nonsense." Fu Yuqiu compared his eyes, "Sometimes you can understand easily, I have sharp eyes, and I can see it at a glance."

Feng Yan was silent for a while, then took out a radiant panacea from his sleeve, and handed it to Fu Yuqiu.

"Your panacea."

Fu Yuqiu was taken aback.

His panacea...hasn't it been broken?

Why did Feng Hao suddenly take out his elixir without warning, as if giving him an ordinary bead?

Fu Yuqiu's eyes were about to pop out, and he stretched out his hand hesitantly: "I... mine?"

"Ah."

Feng Yan put the elixir in his palm.

The elixir of Jiangling Youcao was so heavy that Fu Yuqiu's wrist drooped down.

He stared blankly for a long time, and when he finally came to his senses, he took a sharp breath.

"My elixir?!" Fu Yuqiu jumped down from the railing, grabbed Feng Li's sleeve tightly, and said happily, "My elixir is not broken? How did you find it?! My elixir Dan hey-"

He was so happy that he could only say the same things upside down, and the joy in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

Feng Hao said lightly: "I followed Feng Beihe's memory to find it."

"He really took away my elixir?!" Fu Yuqiu was very happy at first, but when he heard Feng Beihe's name, he became angry again, "Annoying, did he use it?"

Feng Hao said: "Using a little spiritual power, I will put the elixir in the spiritual spring of the back hall later, and it will be back to normal after half a month of warming."

Fu Yuqiu groaned, "Fortunately, it's useless, otherwise I'd whip him to death!"

Although the elixir finally fell into Feng Beihe's hands, but fortunately he came back at this time, and Fu Yuqiu didn't care about getting angry, and he couldn't let go of the elixir, feeling the familiar spiritual power. It really wasn't his illusion that Doctor Lu had his own panacea on him.

"But my spirit pill blew up at the time, and my mind and soul were all scattered. Why didn't this spirit pill be destroyed?"

Feng Yan laughed, his eyes were full of coldness.

Because Feng Beihe finally saved half of the elixir with Tonghe's natal fire, and then used countless spiritual objects to warm and nourish it for more than [-] years in the wandering way.

It's just that Feng Yan didn't want Fu Yuqiu to know about this kind of words, so he casually said: "Maybe he used some secret method—go to Lingquan?"

Fu Yuqiu is particularly easy to be distracted, and happily follows Feng Yan to Lingquan.

The spiritual spring in the apse of Phoenix Ruins is open to the air, but if you look closely, you can find that the surrounding clouds and mists cannot escape from this huge apse at all, and are all trapped in a layer of transparent barrier.

Fu Yuqiu was heartless and didn't notice anything strange at all. With his hands behind his waist, he walked briskly to the apse.

The gurgling of the Lingquan is no different from the Liquan of the Nine Heavens.

Feng Li placed the Fuyu Qiu Lingquan gently in the spring's eye, and said calmly: "After half a month, I will transfer the soul into the Jianglingyoucao elixir for you, and then supplement it with spiritual objects, but within a month, you will be able to regain... "

Before he finished speaking, Feng Yan heard a "plop" sound of stones falling into the water behind him.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Fu Yuqiu had turned into a white sparrow and was floating on the water.

The small solid white sparrow is still round after being soaked in water, and it looks like boiled glutinous rice balls.

"Hmm..." Fu Yuqiu was fluttering happily, when she heard Feng Li's voice stop abruptly, she squinted her black bean eyes and said perfunctorily, "Say, I'm listening."

Feng Hao said: "...you will be able to return to Youcao's body in a month's time."

Fu Yuqiu kicked her legs to swim around, raised her head when she heard the words, and asked in doubt: "Then what about my shell?"

"If you don't like it..." Feng Yan said lightly, "Then burn it."

Fu Yuqiu: "..."

Always have the illusion of killing a donkey?

Feng Yan got up and straightened her clothes: "You play here first, I'll go out for a while."

Fu Yuqiu wouldn't care where he went to die if he put aside his previous status as an immortal, but now he asked casually, "Where are you going? When will you be back?"

"Go to the Netherworld." Feng Hao said, "Yellow Spring Road is too cold, your spirit is unstable, so it is not suitable to go there."

Fu Yuqiu asked curiously: "Hades? Is it the place where everyone goes after death? Then why didn't I go then?"

Feng Yan didn't want to hear Fu Yuqiu's story about the disappearance of his soul 20 years ago, so he frowned slightly, and said without answering, "I'm going."

Fu Yuqiu didn't stop him, and continued to thump his legs: "Oh good."

Feng Yang turned and left, the hem of her clothes fluttered like a snow-white orchid.

Fu Yuqiu loves the water in the secluded pool the most, and even a bird can have fun playing it.

It's just that Feng Yan hadn't left for a while, but turned back again.

He hurried back to Lingquan almost in a hurry, and was relieved to see that Fu Yuqiu was still thumping about without a trace.

Fu Yuqiu tilted his head: "Are you done?"

Feng Hao shook his head.

Didn't go at all.

"Come here." Feng Yan waved to him.

Fu Yuqiu had almost finished playing, and swam to the shore in a thumping motion, raised her little wings towards Feng Li, and let Feng Li stretch out her hand to fish him up.

The white sparrow's feathers were all wet, overflowing into Feng Lian's palm.

Feng Yan stretched out his fingers to touch his eyebrows, and Fu Yuqiu suddenly turned back into a human body, caught off guard by Feng Hao's hands in his arms.

Fu Yuqiu was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

His feathers hadn't been shaken dry yet, and his whole body was wet after turning into a human being. His snow-white clothes were soaked and stuck to his body, outlining his slender figure.

Fu Yuqiu's face was covered with water marks, and he instinctively reached out to grab Feng Li's skirt, like a young chick drenched in a heavy rain.

Poor and manageable.

It just curled up in the palm all alone, as if its wings could be broken with any force, and it could only cling to others.

Feng Li's golden pupils were filled with insensible insanity, and he gently stroked Fu Yuqiu's wet long hair behind his ears, and said, "I'll give you another thing."

Fu Yuqiu wondered, are others so forceful in giving things?

Others don't know what it is, anyway, Xianzun is like this.

Feng Li held Fu Yuqiu's water-stained hand—he could wipe the water dry with his hand, but he didn't know why, so he let Fu Yuqiu sit on his lap wet all over.

Fu Yuqiu had no sense of measure or boundaries in the way of getting along with people, and he didn't think this action was strange, so he looked down suspiciously.

Feng Yan gently clasped a bracelet that looked like gold to Fu Yuqiu's wrist.

Fu Yuqiu doesn't even like to wear shoes, let alone wear such cumbersome things-if you can wear a gold bead on your feet, you can only wear them because they look good.

He frowned and wanted to withdraw his hand: "What is this?"

Feng Yan didn't force it, and said: "The golden bracelet made of Phoenix blood can protect you."

Fu Yuqiu was originally full of reluctance, but when he heard that it was made of phoenix blood, he hurriedly asked, "Are you bleeding? When did it happen?"

"It's okay, just a little." Feng Yan lowered his eyes and took the gold bracelet back, "It's fine if you don't like it."

Fu Yuqiu hurriedly stretched out her paws: "I like it, I like it, you can wear it."

How precious is Phoenix's blood, even if there is only a little bit of Fu Yuqiu, he would not waste Feng Hao's heart.

Let's sink, it's pretty good anyway.

Feng Yan smiled faintly, and clasped the gold bracelet on Fu Yuqiu's wrist like a gentleman.

"Click" sound.

I don't know if it's Fu Yuqiu's illusion, but he always felt that when he fastened the gold bracelet, he heard a faint sound that seemed to come from afar...

The sound of chains.