phoenix flower affair

After Fang had refined the elixir, the three of them returned to Yanhua Cave in the Eastern Wasteland without stopping.

Feng Jiu raised her hand to remove the immortal law restriction she had set up at the entrance of the cave.

Shaowan lay peacefully on the ice bed, as if she was just asleep, just like she had been for 16 years.

Qingliu put the crimson elixir on Shaowan's lips, and then crushed it.Those powders seemed to be conscious, and entered the mouth from the woman's slightly parted red lips.

"What should I do? I'm so nervous." Feng Jiu tugged at Donghua's sleeves, her palms still sweating.

"She will wake up." Donghua comforted her patiently. Compared with Fengjiu's nervousness, he seemed very determined.

"Niang Niang, your celestial lake can awaken the young master, so please cast a spell." Qing Liu looked at Feng Jiu and pleaded.

Without saying a word, Feng Jiu's palm gathered bright brilliance, and then let these bright lights linger around Shao Wan's body.

After a long time, the woman on the bed whined slightly like a cat, her eyelids trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

Feng Jiu was overjoyed and withdrew her hand.She approached the ice bed and called her name expectantly, "Shaowan?"

The beautiful woman slowly opened her eyes, "Feng Jiu? I am... what's wrong?"

Feng Jiu explained, "Not long after your Yuanshen returned to the throne, you couldn't stand the fairy body, so you fell into a coma for a few days. But now you're all fine."

"Thank you for your hard work." Even though he didn't know what efforts they had made, Shaowan still thanked them very much.

"It's okay." Feng Jiu suddenly became mysterious, "Guess, I will compete with Mo Yuan, who will win in the end?"

"Who?" Shaowan asked a little scared, with the urge to cover her ears, in fact, she really covered her own ears.

"It's fine if you don't want to know." Feng Jiu became playful, and she sighed, "There are some things, it's better not to know. Now that you're awake, let's go to Shili Taolin for a walk, and taste Zheyan's new wine by the way." peach blossom drunk."

"Ah?" Although Shaowan covered her ears, she didn't cover them tightly.Fengjiu changed her mind, but Shaowan was at a loss.

"Zheyan! I'm bringing guests!" Feng Jiu yelled loudly as soon as she entered the Taolin.

Zheyan came out of the room with a helpless look on her face, and was startled by Feng Jiu's shout, "Little fox, if you don't sing, you're a blockbuster!"

"It's a distinguished guest! Bring out all the good wine!" Feng Jiu grinned.

"Are you talking about yourself? With your drinking capacity, you can't use half a jar of wine." Zheyan teased her.

"No, it's your old friend."

"Old friend?" Zheyan's brows were filled with confusion, and then he suddenly realized: "Oh, you two came together."

"Guess again, guess again." Feng Jiu played very vigorously.

"If you say that, he won't be able to guess." Donghua also arrived, and he took Fengjiu by his arms, reminding him kindly.

"Oh, let's put it this way, this old friend is of the same race as you." This hint should be obvious.

"Shaowan?" Zheyan opened his mouth wide in shock.

A pale yellow and pretty figure appeared in front of Zheyan, "Yes! It's me. Long time no see, Zheyan is a god."

"Are you still alive?" Zheyan couldn't digest this shocking fact.

"Yeah, Donghua and the others said I slept for 10,000+ years, but I didn't feel anything." Shaowan told the truth.

Feng Jiu simply pushed the wooden Zheyan towards the wine cellar, "Don't be dazed, go and get the wine!"

"What's going on here?" Zheyan asked this question first, not in the mood to drink.

"That's it, Qingliu has always kept Shaowan's fairy body, and then my two soaring auras attracted Shaowan's primordial spirit to gather nearby, and after a series of our efforts, Shaowan woke up." Feng Jiu spoke very briefly.

"So that's how it is." Zheyan finally understood, and he looked at Shaowan, "I didn't expect to see you again, it's really gratifying. By the way, does Mo Yuan know?"

"I guess...you don't know yet," Shaowan said.

After drinking for three rounds, Shao Wan was slightly drunk, she pushed Feng Jiu, "So, who won?"

Feng Jiu only drank a glass of wine, so she was sober, she pretended to be puzzled, "Huh? Don't you want to know?"

"I want to know, but I'm afraid." Shaowan lazily lay on the table, and patted the table angrily.

"Little fox, you and Shaowan are really comparable in drinking capacity." Zheyan sighed, "You asked me about Donghua in the same way back then. You were obviously drunk, but you still didn't forget to protect yourself. .”

Feng Jiu smiled embarrassedly, "I think it's better to tell the truth after drinking, at least I can remember what I said. At the beginning, Chengyu made me eat the soul-losing fruit, but after waking up, my mind was blank , it was the fairies who told me about the situation the day before."

"Oh? You want to test her drinking capacity first, and then find a suitable time to call Mo Yuan over?" Zheyan also smiled, and understood the trick she was playing.

"Yeah." Feng Jiu smiled.

"Who is winning?" Seeing that Feng Jiu didn't give her an answer, Shaowan was also annoyed, and simply lay on Feng Jiu's body.

Feng Jiu couldn't help laughing, she never thought that she would be thrown down by a woman, a hint of charm flashed in her blue eyes, she waved her hand, a soft white light enveloped her, and Shaowan fell into a coma.

Donghua stood up, mercilessly lifted the unconscious Shaowan from his wife, and casually threw it to the nearby open space covered with peach petals and fallen leaves.

Zheyan smiled when he saw this, Donghua's possessiveness was also unusual. "Little fox, did you charm her?"

"I just let her think that the person she threw down was actually Mo Yuan. As for what will happen next, I don't know." Feng Jiu smiled expectantly.

"In the blink of an eye, it's been 2 years." Zheyan took a sip of his wine and sighed deeply.

"My fourth uncle is not here, you are bored." Feng Jiu said with a smile.

"Yeah, it's so boring." There are still 1 years left, hey, when will this hard life be the end.

"Let me tell you, wouldn't it be nice for you to leave this peach forest for a while and travel around with them?" Feng Jiu kindly suggested, staying in one place all the time is really boring.

"Don't, don't, I'd better stay in Taolin obediently." Although he was a little boring, he avoided things in the mundane world even more.

"It's your own fault." Donghua commented after taking a sip of his wine.

"Yeah, it's what I did." Zheyan laughed at himself.

"It's only 1 years, it will pass soon." Feng Jiu comforted Zheyan.In fact, Bai Zhen will be back soon, the reason why she doesn't say anything now is just to surprise him.

The next day, a woman in an apricot-yellow skirt held her chin and sat under a colorful peach tree with a smirk, her hair stained with a lot of fragrant petals.

"What did you...dream about last night?" Feng Jiu stared at Shaowan who had been absent-minded for a long time, smiling gossipingly.

"No, it's nothing." Shaowan obviously didn't want to talk any more, she drank the wine in the glass, and pieces of pink fell down.

"Okay." Feng Jiu poured another glass of wine for Shaowan, and also poured one for herself, "Speaking of which, I don't know if it's uttering the truth after drinking, you said you were afraid of knowing about the contest between me and Mo Yuan What's the result?" Feng Jiu carefully tested her reaction.

"That's right, I'm really scared, I'm... conflicted." Shaowan frowned slightly, and drank another glass of wine.

This time, Feng Jiu stopped pouring wine, "What are you arguing about? Are you afraid that the bamboo basket will be empty?"

"All along, I have been chasing his back obsessively. He can smile gently at Yao Guang, but he always frowns at me... That's why I always have to compete with him, but in fact... ...those contests...are just an excuse for me to approach him."

"Are you sure, isn't his smile at Yao Guang a polite distance?"

"So what? In his eyes, I'm just a troublesome woman. No one will be tempted by a little trouble."

Knowing that she was falling into a dead end, Feng Jiu couldn't help but sigh, and said: "I won that competition."

Shaowan didn't believe it, "You won? This shouldn't be the words you use to comfort me."

Feng Jiu looked provocatively at the man behind Shaowan, who was standing ten steps away at the moment, "It's absolutely true. Everyone in Kunlunxu knows that their master, the god Mo Yuan, was fighting swords. , lost to me, Bai Fengjiu."

"Really? He will be distracted because of me, and even lose the competition?" Shao Wan was stunned when she heard this. At this time, she was also a little bit drunk, and two red clouds appeared on her face. She is very charming.

"Donghua said that I was invincible in victory. I admit that Mo Yuan didn't lose to me, but to you, Shaowan. Perhaps, he also lost to himself." Feng Jiu looked at the woman with a blurred expression, and her lips curled up. Holding a meaningful smile.

"But... how come..." Shaowan muttered to herself.

At this time, Feng Jiu stood up.She walked up to Mo Yuan, patted him on the shoulder with a light smile, "Then, I will leave it to you, Lord Mo Yuan."

"Thank you." There was gratitude to her in the excited voice.

Shao Wan watched Feng Jiu walk away, and also saw the man standing by the peach tree. She was already half drunk and tilted her head, like a baby babbling, "Mo...Yuan?"

"It's me." Mo Yuan walked towards her with burning eyes.

"Will we be able to drink Kunlunxu's wedding wine soon?" Feng Jiu held Donghua's hand, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

"Maybe." Donghua embraced her, and he and he took a leisurely walk in the fragrant peach forest.

"Next, it's Auntie's and Yehua's turn."

"You matchmaker had a great time doing it."

"It's okay for lovers to get married eventually, isn't it?"

"As long as my Jiu'er is happy."

The conversation between the couple gradually faded away.

"Here, your Jade Soul." Feng Jiu took out the emerald jade in her sleeve and placed it on the simple and plain square wooden table.

Since it was evening, there were no customers in the tea shop, Rouge was very leisurely, sitting on the bench with the little girl in the pink skirt, chatting with Feng Jiu, "Use it?"

"Yeah." Among the spiritual objects from all over the world, only this piece of jade was left behind, and the rest went into Shaowan's stomach. "By chance, I learned something about Zilan from my aunt."

Yan Zhi smiled and said, "Auntie? Si Yin? Just a few days ago, she and Bai Zhenshang visited my tea shop! Then came the little grandson of Jiuchongtian."

"This is also a coincidence." Feng Jiu also laughed, "Don't you just know that Zilan went to Wuwanghai? Then do you know what he did before going to Wuwanghai?" At that time, she had She was pregnant, so it was Mo Yuan and her grandfather who went to rescue Yan Zhi and Ying Er, and Yan Zhi also had a face-to-face meeting with the Kunlunxu people at that time, and learned from Mo Yuan's second disciple that Zi Lan went to Wu Wang The matter of Haishou's tomb.

"He... made alchemy for my Yi clan." Yan Zhi looked a little sad, she understood how embarrassing it was for him, a disciple of Kunlun Xu, but human life is at stake!She looked at the pink and jade-carved girl beside her, and she was very moved.

"Then do you know that the elixir that saved Ying'er has Zilan's half-life cultivation?" So in the alchemy room, Zilan, who had lost his cultivation in the alchemy room, was almost killed by her aunt's palm. Thinking of this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but make a joke.

"What...he..." Yan Zhi was startled, obviously ignorant.No wonder it was his second senior brother who brought her the pill and bamboo slips that day.

Seeing her worried, Feng Jiu comforted her: "He's fine. What's more, he has been guarding Wu Wang Hai, so there is no danger. It's just that Wu Wang Hai has always been peaceful, and I really have no reason to let him out. .”

"It's fine, as long as he's well. But, Ying'er and I still owe him a thank you." Although she wanted to thank him, in fact, she still wanted to see him again, even if it was just for one time.

"Just wait a little longer, and I'll let you meet in Kunlun Xu." Ten thousand years later, there will be a change in the ice coffin containing the fairy Ye Hua's body. , You have to leave Wuwanghai.

"Thank you." Rouge looked at Feng Jiu gratefully.

"It's okay, besides, you saved my life in the mortal world back then, so I should have done all this. It's just that you stay in the mortal world like this, Nanhuang..."

"With Huo Qilin here, it's fine." Rouge is really tired of the place full of swords, lights and swords in Da Zi Ming Palace. In that so-called "home", brother-in-law, tigers eat children, and life in the mortal world is far inferior. Come in peace.

"Tell me about you. The two people who fell in love successively not only came from the same school, but also happened to worship Mo Yuan as their teacher on the same day." One is the seventeenth disciple of Kunlun Xu, and the other is sixteenth.

"It can only be said that God's will tricks people." Rouge sighed.It was only tens of thousands of years later that she learned from her elder brother that her first love was actually a daughter, "By the way, where is the emperor? Why didn't he come with you this time?" These two people are not always inseparable. ?It's really enviable.

Feng Jiu smiled, "He is being dragged by Zheyan to play chess in Ten Mile Taolin."

"I see."

"How is your skill recovery?" Feng Jiu asked with concern.

Rouge stretched out her hand, and a blue flame jumped out of her palm, "About [-]% is enough to deal with mortals."

Feng Jiu nodded slightly. This Qingliu is indeed the chief alchemist elder of the Demon Race, "Then, will anyone come to the tea shop to make trouble?" Children, there will always be some troubles, especially men.

"Occasionally. But before the guards hiding at the side made a move, they were all driven away by Ying'er." Yan Zhi laughed.

Feng Jiu patted the girl's head, and said in a complimenting tone: "Really? Our Ying'er is really good, we can already protect Aunt Rouge!"

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Feng Jiu took the wolf brush, dipped it in black ink, and finished the last stroke on the scroll.You're done!Looking at the painting in front of her, her face was blushing, her cheeks were dimples, and the sun was rippling.

"Mother, what did you draw?" Bai Mu asked, interrupting the charming reverie in Feng Jiu's mind.

Feng Jiu was startled, "Mu'er, when did you come?"

"I called my mother several times just now, but my mother didn't answer, but kept laughing foolishly, so I came in by myself."

Feng Jiu frantically tried to tidy up the painting, but unexpectedly it became more and more messy.

"Mom, did you draw you and dad? But why are you all disheveled?"

Feng Jiu was out of breath and choked on her own saliva. After coughing for a while, she said solemnly, "Mu'er, you read it wrong." Obviously she wanted to use this to get away with it.

"No. Mother, you can see for yourself." Bai Mu pointed to the scroll, a place that she hadn't had time to cover.This shirtless man should be my father.

"Since that's the case, mother won't hide it from you. This is... the map to avoid fire." Feng Jiu thought for a while, and chose a name that sounded righteous.

"Oh." Bai Mu nodded half understanding.

Donghua entered the dormitory at this time, and seeing the brush and ink scattered on the couch, he knew that Feng Jiu was itching.

Bai Mu walked up to him, tilted his head up, and asked curiously: "Father, what does mother's painting have to do with avoiding fire? Will there be a fire here too?"

"No! No! He heard it wrong." Feng Jiu shook her hand, and secretly used a spell to disappear the painting.

"I didn't get it wrong. It was my mother who said that it was a fire-avoiding map." The white-haired little boy held his fists and argued hard.

At some point, Donghua was already holding a piece of paper in his hand, smiling a little inscrutablely.

The white-haired boy pointed at the piece of paper and exclaimed excitedly, "Yes, yes! This is the picture!"

"How come..." Feng Jiu was startled, and quickly pulled out the piece of paper that was pressed at the bottom.It was blank.

"You go out first, I want to taste this picture with your mother." Donghua said to the little boy, his eyes locked on Fengjiu all the time.

"Okay." Bai Mu left obediently, studious, he planned to ask Cheng Yu.

Donghua slowly closed the door, his deep black eyes were burning with fire, "Jiu'er, my husband really didn't expect that you would draw such a picture."

"I'm also a first-time offender." Feng Jiu didn't expect that the first time she drew this, she would be caught by the big and the young.

"Did I say you did something wrong?" Donghua asked softly, and there was a hint of danger in his soft voice.

Feng Jiu was stunned, not understanding what he meant, "Huh?"

"I just think that your painting is not good enough." Donghua approached slowly and pressed her on the couch.

"Not good enough?" Canliang's starry eyes became hazy because of his kiss, and even his body became limp.

Donghua untied her belt, and slowly pulled the bright red shirt off her shoulders, revealing fair skin and fair skin, weak bones and slender shape.

Feng Jiu panted slightly, wondering why he backed away at this moment.

I saw Donghua general holding that picture, as if for comparison, he commented in a serious manner, "Jiu'er, your emotional appearance is much more beautiful than this picture." Then, He bullied himself again.The piece of paper was dropped coldly on the ground.

The tender and graceful beauty was gently placed on the bed, and the huge sleeping hall resounded with soft moans and low sighs, which was charming and moving.

When Feng Jiu woke up, there was a picture next to her, the color of the pen and ink was still new.The content of the painting is that a half-clothed woman is reclining on the couch, her temples are scattered with clouds, and her breasts are half covered.The pink and white pretty face was quickly dyed red, and the depicted heroine buried her face in the quilt shyly.

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The author has something to say: Hmm...who wants Taichen Palace to come every day?

Since these chapters are related to the Demon Realm, and the Dongfeng interaction in this chapter is slightly less, so I added a small clip, I don’t know if it will satisfy you.

Friendly reminder: To be honest, if you write about the daily life of Taichen Palace, it means that the article is about to end.