Reborn in the fish tank of the enemy's family

boom--

The violent sound of the collision knocked Feng Yingque away. He looked up at the yard shrouded in black mist in front of him, and the doubt in his eyes gradually turned into despair.

"High Priest..." Feng Yingque looked up at the black shadow that was gradually approaching him, and sensed a strong and fiery force that bound him tightly, making him unable to move at all.He took a few steps back, but found that his legs couldn't exert any strength at all, and he only struggled weakly twice.

The high priest, who was getting closer and closer, was majestic, his broad and strong back suddenly moved, and then a pair of dark feathered wings were born, with iron chains hanging on them, swaying with his walking posture long.

He stared at Feng Yingque expressionlessly, his eyes were empty, and when he approached the opponent, he raised the long sword in his hand high, and slashed at Feng Yingque's head.

bang——

The metal confrontation made a cold and sharp sound, which made Feng Yingque's brain buzz. He looked up, and it was none other than himself who was standing in front of him and confronting the high priest. Si Nian.

There was a qin in front of Tan Sinian. His slender fingertips kept plucking the strings, and the sound of the qin was not melodious and melodious as usual. It was very much like the battle songs that would only appear in ancient battlefields, making people awe-inspiring.

"You..." Feng Yingque stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Back." Tan Sinian only had time to spit out two words, and then sped up the rhythm. The sound of the zither hit the ear, and collided with the high priest's sword light waving randomly, making a harsh sound.

The lightning and flint rolled up the wind and sand all over the sky. Feng Yingque was protected by Tan Sinian in the enchantment he vacated and set up, completely immune to outside interference and influence, unharmed and panicked.

He didn't know why the surroundings changed when he woke up, why the home he had lived in for thousands of years suddenly turned into a completely strange look.

But such strangeness and confusion are mixed with some indescribable familiarity, but he can't even recall a complete picture, even if it's just a human face.

Either the smell in the air seemed familiar, or it was just because the sudden wind was mixed with the same temperature as before.

He looked up at Tan Sinian, who was confronting the high priest, and the emotions in his eyes became very complicated.For some reason, an inexplicable sourness suddenly surged in his heart, which caused his eyes to turn red suddenly, and he couldn't help but began to tremble.

"Tan Si Nian... Tan Si Nian..." Feng Yingque kept chanting the name, trying to recall his past and the past between him and this person.

He looked at the back of the man in front of him. The latter's figure was shrouded in lustrous light. From this angle, he could only see a well-defined side face and the shape of Tan Sinian's lips that kept chanting incantations. .

Suddenly, a picture flashed through his mind, this time it was very clear, and a clear stinging pain hit him, forcing him to cover his hair and let out a low moan.His pupils were unusually red, and a tear slid down the corner of his eye, dripping into the ground in front of him.

The land that had been invaded and turned into scorched earth suddenly gave birth to a cluster of tender green sprouts, which grew rapidly.

"The moon has its waxing and waning, the tide has its ebb and flow, and only the ups and downs can make peace." In memory, someone touched his head and said, with a gentle expression and a soft voice: "Why don't you call you Yinggao, okay? good?"

"My little phoenix, when will I grow up?"

"When you can fly farther, I'm afraid you won't like to come to my place."

"Yingque, Yingque, let go, I will never let them take you away, even if I die."

The originally blurred figure gradually became clear and overlapped with Tan Sinian in front of him. When Feng Yingque realized it, he had already burst into tears. He stared blankly at Tan Sinian, opened his mouth, but didn't say a word. speak out.

The buds that had been moistened by tears gradually grew up, producing denser and stronger branches, breaking through Tan Sinian's enchantment, and forming a towering tree.It is different from other sycamore trees in Fengyang Village. It is bright red and shining brightly.

The light attached to it reflected the bloodless face of the high priest, who had no way to hide and had to retreat steadily.

As soon as Tan Sinian turned his head, he was blinded by the dazzling light behind him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Feng Yingque, who was gradually rising into the air in the light, and a sense of familiarity suddenly came to his heart.

"Is this what the phoenix really looks like?" Sheng Yao, who was fighting fiercely with a group of puppets, turned around after hearing the news, and looked at Feng Yingque in midair.

The latter was wearing a red robe that was particularly eye-catching, and his hair grew out slowly with the extension of the light, almost reaching his ankles. He closed his eyes tightly, and a touch of cinnabar color spread from the ends of the raised eyes, forming a line Quite a beautiful phoenix tail.

Tears slid down his cheeks from his tightly closed eyes, making his already fair skin shine with a crystal luster in an instant, like pearls falling in a jade plate.

"It is indeed the most beautiful bird in ancient times. Its charm is unmatched by anyone." Xuan Ting, who was beside him, couldn't help but take a second look, his eyes revealing uncontrollable fascination and reverence.

As members of the Bird Clan, their attitude towards the Phoenix is ​​naturally different from other people. After all, the saying that a hundred birds face the Phoenix is ​​not just a folk rumor, but a real existence.

boom--

As the divine light shone on the land, all the puppets suddenly wailed, and their movements slowed down accordingly, and they no longer had the extra strength to launch an offensive against everyone.

The slightly weaker ones have already curled up into a ball, almost unable to maintain their human form, repeatedly switching between human form and original form, consuming a lot of their energy.

Shi Xuan stood behind Yao Peizhou, watching helplessly the old woman who gave him candy last time screamed in pain in front of him, blood dripped from her eyes, wet her tattered clothes, and condensed into scabs.

"Woooooo...ah..." The old woman also saw him, and her eyes switched between sober and cloudy repeatedly. She stretched out her hand and waved it twice at Shixuan, as if she wanted to move towards Shixuan. The other party asks for help.

Yao Peizhou stopped the other party's hand with quick eyesight and quick hands, and the spear quickly swiped towards the old woman, and it was about to pierce her chest.

"Wait!" Shi Xuan stopped him with a voice, Yao Peizhou looked back at Shi Xuan puzzledly, and put away the gun in time.Shi Xuan looked at the old woman and said, "I think she might have something to say."

Yao Peizhou turned his head to look at the woman, his expression became very serious, he quietly watched the woman's eyes, switching and changing them, until finally it finally turned into a transparent color amidst her painful wailing.

From her pupils, Shi Xuan and Yao Peizhou saw a miserable scene like purgatory on earth.

The two youths were escorted to the execution ground with their upper body naked. Their bodies were covered with scars and their blood had not yet solidified, making their bodies look bloody and bloody.When they were escorted to kneel on the ground, their eyes turned to the front of the execution ground together, and their eyes were full of unwillingness.

"You guys, what else can you refute!" The high priest in front of you angrily shouted.

"If you dare to leave Fengyang Village without permission, you will be punished!" In the picture, Bi Fang was wearing a pitch-black robe, covering his ugly face after being burned by the fire, and he was still the calm and majestic Elder Feng in the eyes of everyone.

One of the youths raised his head high, his eyes full of passion and indignation, and he said, "Why can't we leave! We shouldn't be bound here!"

"Fengyue!" The high priest's eyes were full of fierceness, he stared at Fengyue viciously, and said, "Do you want other people to know the secret of Fengyang Village!"

"That shouldn't be bound either! We... ah----!!!"

Before Feng Yue finished speaking, a pitch-black mist emerged from his knees, lingering around his legs, like sharp thorns piercing deeply into his bones and blood, prompting him to let out a particularly miserable cry cry.

Afterwards, the black mist entangled him and devoured him bit by bit. Slowly, he was burned beyond recognition by this black, flame-like thing. Even his bones were turned into powder, and finally only a piece of yellow feather was left slowly falling to the ground. .

The young man kneeling next to him closed his eyes in pain, and when he heard Fengyue's screams, his body kept shaking like chaff, but he couldn't say anything.

"Feng Ning, what about you, do you have anything to say?" The high priest finally looked at him with an extremely indifferent expression.

"No." Feng Ning's voice was extremely dry. He raised his head and quietly waited for the criminal law to come. He didn't struggle until his painful death.

In the picture, the high priest stood up slowly, stood where the two men were kneeling, and announced to the crowd: "Feng Yue and Feng Ning, the two violated the family rules and are now sentenced to death, as a warning to others."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Signs of demonization.

"This is the end of her two sons. They wanted to get out of control, and they were finally sentenced to death by the high priest, that is, the roc." Shi Xuan said, looking at the old woman in great pain. Underneath, the old woman's face was extremely pale, and she kept struggling, desperately opening her mouth to say something.

But unfortunately, no one can read her lips.

The sky above the entire Fengyang Village was surrounded by screams and wailing like ten thousand years ago, and the breath of death hovered in the sky, making people feel a chill.

The legendary fairyland on earth, the most fascinating place among mortals who cultivate immortals, turns out to be the most unbearable and scalp-numbing purgatory on earth. If they see this, I am afraid that no one in this world will dare to face it again. Fascinated here.

In the end, a pair of yellow wings grew out of the old woman's back, tore through her clothes, and hung her upside down in the air. She was like a dead body that had lost all its strength and was left to be disposed of without any sign of life. .

All the puppets have gradually become the same shape as her, hanging over the entire square quite strangely, and will sway left and right when the wind blows, sending a pungent and unpleasant smell of blood into Shixuan. between breaths.

"What the hell is this?" Sheng Yao frowned, avoiding one of them with a look of disgust, for fear that the blood on the other's body would stain his clothes.

"Puppet formation." Yao Peizhou replied. He looked up at Feng Yingque who slowly opened his eyes in mid-air, and said, "The roc is ready to fight for the last time, before the phoenix fully wakes up."

Everyone followed his line of sight, and Feng Yingque who opened his eyes again was completely different from his previous eyes. He still had that beautiful and clean face, but his expression was completely different.

At this moment, Shi Xuan suddenly wanted to take back that sentence - "I can't imagine what the arrogant and cold Gaoling Flower looks like."

"This roc doesn't want to fight hard, but wants to die in a hurry." Shi Xuan smiled and looked at Feng Yingque. Beside him, Tan Sinian, holding a long piano, was full of heroism, with a resolute and resolute expression. , just like the current posture of the enemy.

"Good job... huh? Where's my phone?!" Sheng Yao applauded symbolically, and then began to turn around.

"...What are you doing?" Xuan Ting was a little puzzled by his sudden reaction, and glanced at him.

He unhurriedly took out his phone, turned on the camera and selected the recording mode, and explained: "Phoenix real body, we will see you once in every ten thousand years. If you record it and put it at auction, it will definitely sell for a good price."

Everyone: "......" Is this plausible? !