You worship me, I will soar

Feng Ling'er completed the test, and the Emperor of Heaven officially named him Feng Jun. Since he became the new Feng Jun, it was inevitable to go to the Feng Clan.

The Feng family is located in the south of the South China Sea, where the flowing water is gurgling, the trees are lush, the flowers are blooming everywhere, and the place is filled with elegant fragrances. The Feng people live freely and happily here.

Although Feng Ling'er grew up in Tianting these years, he is very familiar with the Feng Clan. He often comes to play with the Feng Clan. Although he is a lonely phoenix egg in the mountains and doesn't know whose child he is, he still has tribe.

Bai Po Po from the Feng Clan has always taken care of him, and now that he has become the new Feng Jun, Bai Po Po is very pleased, holding his hand and smiling.

But there was also sadness in her smile, because the wife of the previous Fengjun was her adopted daughter, and her son-in-law died, and her daughter was sad and lost a lot of weight, so she felt distressed.

A soft-looking girl stands beside Bai Po Po. She is Feng Ran, the wife of the previous Feng Jun. She is either a Phoenix or an ordinary mortal.

Fengran walked to the foot of the mountain with her parents a few years ago, and met a ferocious beast. Her parents were killed by the beast to protect her. Her mother-in-law Bai passed by and even saved her, and buried her parents with her. After asking, she learned that she Her parents eloped and lost contact with her family long ago, and could not find her relatives. Grandma Bai saw her pitiful, so she brought her back to the Feng family to raise her.

When she grew up, she was outstanding in appearance and gentle in character, and fell in love with Lao Fengjun, and finally married Lao Fengjun and became the queen.

The originally good marriage was ruined by the demon fox. Seeing Feng Ran's frowning and haggard look, Feng Ling'er couldn't help but want to comfort her a few words. Just as she started, Feng Jun's inauguration ceremony began.

Feng Jun's inauguration ceremony was solemn and solemn, with flowers paved all the way.

Feng Ling'er changed into Feng Jun's unique brocade clothes, and put on a golden hair crown. The brocade clothes were exquisitely embroidered and had an extremely long hem. After being neatly dressed, he looked even more handsome and luxurious.

Feng Ling'er boarded the prayer platform that only Feng Jun could go on, and all the phoenixes blew together to meet the new king.

He looked at the respectful gazes of all the phoenixes in the audience, and a strong sense of responsibility rose in his heart. For the first time, he felt that he was shouldering the responsibility.

The inauguration ceremony was long and cumbersome. When it was announced that it was over, Feng Ling'er couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. The hair crown on his head was very thick, and he was very tired wearing it.

Just as he was about to reach out to take it off, Fengran suddenly collapsed on the ground with a pale face, clutching his stomach, cold sweat streaming down his cheeks, he didn't know how long he had endured the pain, but he was about to give birth.

What was in her stomach was Lao Fengjun's posthumous child, everyone took it seriously, and quickly called a midwife without Feng Ling'er's orders.

Everyone rushed in and out, serving hot water, looking for red cloths, and changing handkerchiefs, but the child was not born after a long time.

Feng Ran screamed shrilly, Feng Ling'er turned around outside the house, the voice was high and low in his ears, he squeezed his palms nervously, and couldn't help thinking wildly, the old fortune teller said that he and Mo Xun would meet With a house full of children and grandchildren, wouldn't it be very painful to give birth to a child... Bah, bah, bah!What was he thinking about!Never impossible!

He quickly interrupted his thoughts of flying away, staring intently at the closed door.

Fengran kept screaming. After the old Fengjun passed away, she was overly worried, which made her already weak body worse, and it turned out that she had dystocia.

After a whole day and night of tossing inside the house, Feng Ling'er also waited outside the house for a whole day and night. In the early morning, a baby's cry finally came from the house, the sound was weak and weak, not as loud as a normal baby.

Feng Linger breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, as long as she was born safely.

Then came the sound of sobbing and Grandma Bai's loud cry from inside the house.

Feng Ling'er's heart was raised again, and she no longer cared about the rules, she pushed the door and walked in.

Everyone in the room was bowing their heads and sobbing, a bad feeling came to Feng Ling'er's heart, he approached step by step, only to see Feng Ran lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face was pale and lifeless, he had died.

Feng Ling'er squeezed her shirt, her eyes were instantly moist. He still remembered that when he came to Feng Clan, Feng Ran would always make him a lot of delicate snacks and treat him like a younger brother.

Bai Po Po cried and begged: "My poor daughter is too late to take a look at the child, please help me, Feng Jun, let her see the child."

Feng Ling'er wiped the corners of her eyes, picked up the newborn baby, and said: "I'll go to Hades right now, and give the baby to Elder Sister Ran for a look, there should be still time."

Bai Po Po nodded with tears in her eyes: "Thank you Feng Jun."

The newborn baby closed his eyes, unaware that his mother had just left him, and after crying enough, he lay quietly in Feng Ling'er's arms with his little finger in his mouth, very well-behaved.

This child is half-human, half-phoenix, and was born in a human form, which is quite a learned form.

Feng Ling'er used his mana and came to the underworld in a blink of an eye. He looked around with the child in his arms, and saw Ming Bing leading Feng Ran in.

Feng Ling'er quickly called them to stop: "Brother, wait."

Mingbing turned his head and saluted: "Xianjun."

Feng Ling'er walked over and said: "I wonder if it would be convenient for my old friend to see her newborn child."

That Mingbing was easy to talk to, he took a step back and said: "Feng Jun, please go ahead."

Feng Ling'er thanked her, and handed the baby in her arms to Feng Ran.

Seeing that the child's eyes were already wet, Feng Ran immediately took it, choked up and said, "Thank you, Feng Jun."

Feng Ling'er looked at the worrying pair of mother and child, and said in a low voice, "Give the child a name."

The child woke up at some point, staring at his mother with round black eyes.

Feng Ran touched the child's small face, her voice was soft and gentle: "This child was born in Wu Yue, let's call it Feng Xiaowu."

"it is good."

Feng Ling'er walked to Mingbing and stood beside Ming Bing, leaving some time for Fengran's mother and son to be alone.

As soon as he stood up, he heard the sound of fighting not far away, and at a glance, someone was actually making trouble in the underworld.

Feng Ling'er couldn't help but glanced a few more times, and asked the Ming soldier, "What happened?"

Ming Bing replied: "Mr. Feng, you don't know something. It's a long story. The name of the troublemaker is Mo Wushuang. He is a dragon. He has practiced for thousands of years. He could turn into a dragon. On the day he passed the catastrophe and ascended There was a flash of thunder, and a mortal passing by was hit by lightning and died just like that. Mo Wushuang ruined his practice for nothing, and owed that mortal a life, so he had to reincarnate with that mortal as a human, and repay the love of that mortal for the rest of his life. Walking in the mortal world once, the past is over, this relationship should have ended, the mortal has been reincarnated, this Mo Wushuang should also devote himself to practicing and transforming into a dragon again, but he is too obsessed, he has to look at the underworld The reincarnation book, wanting to know where the mortal reincarnation went, has been arguing for a long time, and now he has made a move."

Feng Ling'er nodded, and asked casually: "Where did the mortals reincarnate?"

The Ming soldier glanced at Feng Xiaowu who was in Feng Ran's arms.

Feng Ling'er froze for a moment, her eyes slowly widened.

"...Feng Xiaowu!"

Feng Ling'er looked at Mo Wushuang who was close at hand but didn't know it, and felt a little sad for him, but the secret must not be revealed, and Feng Ling'er had no choice.

Several ghost soldiers surrounded Mo Wushuang, unexpectedly Mo Wushuang's mana was so strong that the ghost soldiers couldn't resist it.

Feng Ling'er is a fairy, so he couldn't just stand by and watch. He asked Feng Ran to hide in a corner with Feng Xiaowu in his arms, so as not to accidentally hurt him, and then flew into battle in person.

He clasped his palm upwards, turned into a long whip, swayed his body, and flew in front of Mo Wushuang.

Mo Wushuang was not afraid when he saw that there was an extra fairy.

Feng Ling'er persuaded with a serious look: "Too much obsession is of no benefit to oneself. Now that the past is over, you can let it go quickly."

Mo Wushuang looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "It's easy to say, Xianjun must have never experienced the taste of love, and he didn't know that the obsession can come from the heart. How can the obsession dissipate when the heart is there."

Feng Ling'er frowned slightly, he really didn't know what love was, and he didn't know what obsession was, but the listeners always talked about it in a cliché, so he followed the example and said these words.

Since Mo Wushuang couldn't be persuaded, she could only do it, Feng Ling'er's wrist shook, and the long whip was thrown out.

Mo Wushuang immediately turned into a magic weapon and fought back head-on.

The magic weapon collided, and sparks burst out for a while.

After a few rounds, Mo Wushuang sneered: "I didn't expect Tangtang Xianjun to have such weak mana."

Feng Ling'er blushed. He has only cultivated for 100 years. A normal god needs to cultivate for thousands of years before he can ascend. .

Being humiliated in vain by the dragon in front of him, he glared at Mo Wushuang angrily, and rushed over unwillingly.

Mo Wushuang concentrated his mana in his palm without slowing down, and hit hard with all his strength, Feng Ling'er flew thousands of feet away in an instant.

The moment she flew out, Feng Ling'er hated it!Isn't it just thousands of years more than yourself?

The author has something to say:

Mo Wushuang: "Do you think you are a fan of porcelain?"

Feng Xiaowu: "...Hush."

In the next chapter, Immortal Mo Xun will start to bully Little Phoenix!