The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

The two brothers were thrown into the carriage.

Ling Fengxiao took a step forward, and then escorted Lin Shu into the carriage.

Lin Shu, as a sword cultivator in the tribulation period, received the treatment of a person who could not take care of himself in his daily life. When he raised his eyes, he saw the jealous eyes of the two brothers.

Since ancient times, younger brothers seem to be hostile to their brother-in-law, even the distant cousin Xiao Xuan.

Lin Shu not only didn't feel sad because of this, but also felt a little expectation.

The elder sister was snatched away by her brother-in-law, and the elder sister was not an elder sister at all, or the pain caused by the latter would be greater.

The carriage rattled forward, headed south, entered the boundary of Liangzhou, then went up to Fenghuang Mountain, and stopped in front of the boundary marker of Fenghuang Villa.

Fenghuang Villa is still so majestic and beautiful, with red and black architectural tone, gloomy and solemn, which is a bit more solemn than the Nanxia King's Capital.

Ling Fengxiao played with Lin Shu's fingers, and said, "I haven't seen Baoqing for a long time, and I miss him very much."

Lin Shu thought of those lively girls in Phoenix Villa, and felt that it had been a long time since they had heard from them.

The few of them are the direct disciples of the owner of the Phoenix Villa, and they are orphans from all over the world. They have no blood relationship with Ling Fengxiao, but they grew up together since they were young, and they are even better than blood relatives.

Get off the carriage and enter the mountain gate.

The open space in front of the main hall of Phoenix Mountain Villa is made of stone, the whole body is dark black, and the scarlet phoenix totem is carved on it.

In the totem, a phoenix flutters its wings and swims in the nine heavens, surrounded by clouds and raging fire.According to Ling Fengxiao, such totems are all over the halls, beams, and walls of Fenghuang Villa. The villa buildings stretch for dozens of miles, and there must be one within every three feet.

At first glance, the vermilion color of the totem seems to be flowing, like flowing blood or cinnabar.

Ling Fengxiao frowned slightly, leaned over and scratched on the totem pattern, and the red liquid was stained on the fingertips.

He stopped the silly spore behavior that Xiao Xuan and Xiao Lingyang also wanted to observe, and showed Lin Shu his finger.Lin Shu picked a little bit with his fingertips. It was vermilion in color, but he couldn't smell what it was. It was very strange, maybe it was paint.

They continued to march forward with their attendants. The towering palace was oppressive.

Ling Fengxiao frowned slightly, feeling a little ominous towards Lin Shudao.

Immortal cultivators' premonitions, especially in the realm of Ling Fengxiao, had to be taken seriously.Lin Shu listed together with him what dangers he might encounter in Phoenix Villa.

Bei Xia violently attacked?impossible.

It is possible for the Queen to break with Ling Fengxiao.

Ling Fengxiao pondered for a while, then said to Lin Shu: "If in the villa, someone wants to attack me with Yiri arrow..."

The Yiri God Arrow is now in the queen's hands, and Ling Fengxiao said that she was preparing for the worst.

Lin Shu: "...Huh?"

"At that time... when the divine arrow comes, you... must not block it subconsciously." Ling Fengxiao said: "I will protect myself and not die."

Lin Shu thought for a while and nodded.

Recently, he has been comprehending "life's thoughts", knowing that sometimes, protecting a person or saving a person will become an instinct, a subconscious action...even if this action will bring devastating consequences to himself.

He didn't know if it was his instinct to protect Ling Fengxiao, but he knew that at this time, he couldn't make Ling Fengxiao mess up or hold him back.He had to remember to always trust Ling Fengxiao.

After saying this, Ling Fengxiao seemed to feel a little relieved, and they continued to move forward.

Several disciples of Phoenix Villa saluted, said "Miss", and greeted them—but Lin Shu looked at the buildings of the villa and the red-clothed disciples in the buildings, and always felt that the villa today was more empty than the last time he came. There are many, and there are many fewer disciples.

The old emperor of Northern Xia was nearly ten years old, unable to move around, and was also sick. He couldn't go there in person, so an envoy came here with documents and jade seals.

The North and the South have been confronting each other for so many years, and they never thought that the moment of peace, surrender, and unity would come so quickly—just as no one thought that the strength of one person could determine the success or failure of a war.

The place to meet the Northern Xia envoy was the Tiantai in the central area of ​​the villa. The owner of the Phoenix Villa had been waiting for a long time, and the important ministers of Nanxia and the suzerains of several immortal sects were also in place.

The lineup of Beixia's envoys also gave Nanxia enough face, including Beixia's ministers and even the guardian of the original great witch.

After the complicated virtual ceremony, the letter of surrender was read out.

Lin Shu's level of classical Chinese is not low, but there are great fluctuations depending on the field.He could understand the obscure classics of the Xian family, but he was at a loss for these political documents.

He only listened to what the envoy read about "opening up the door, the righteousness is bright", and what "the morality is dark and weak, stealing the legacy, prostrating the history, and failing to lead the great teaching", he didn't know what he was talking about until "God The power is shocking, the number of people and ghosts returning to power, the fear of the king's master" and the words like "the gods are inferior, dare not change your face, and obey your fate" can intuitively understand the central idea.

He tried his best to understand classical Chinese, but he saw Ling Fengxiao raised his eyebrows beside him, and came over via voice transmission: "Baby."

Lin Shu also transmitted voice with a blank face: "Huh?"

Ling Fengxiao said: "Baby, tell me...Xijiang obeys Beixia, Beixia surrendered today, Yuxi handed over, the world is unified, does it count as luck?"

Lin Shu: "I think it counts."

Ling Fengxiao: "I've already held the Nanxia Imperial Brush on my behalf. If I take over the Northern Xia Chuanguo Yuxie today, wouldn't I want to be the emperor for a short time?"

Lin Shu: "You can just see if the Emperor's luck will affect the Phoenix bloodline."

Ling Fengxiao: "Also."

The letter of surrender was extremely lengthy, and the Beixia officials read it tremblingly facing Ling Fengxiao.

However, no one knows that His Royal Highness Fengyang, who can stand against millions of teachers with one person, is chatting with the mysterious and otherworldly Jiange Pavilion Master who only appears in legends through sound transmission. blah blah blah.

Ling Fengxiao said that Xiao Lingyang would be forced to become emperor.

Lin Shu said what about Xiao Xuan.

Ling Fengxiao felt that Xiao Xuan was not good enough, he didn't want to marry a wife, it was useless to be the emperor, and the next generation still had no heir.

Lin Shu thought about it, Xiao Lingyang's sexual orientation seemed to be more normal than Xiao Xuan's.

But Ling Fengxiao said that Xiao Xuan can't be idle - make him a king, Xiao Lingyang was brought up by the queen, and he was lacking in handling the affairs of the previous court, but Xiao Xuan often followed his father in and out of the court. can help.

How to make Xiao Xuan willing to help Xiao Lingyang?You can't tell him that this was originally planned, but make him think that if he doesn't do this, he can only become the emperor.

Lin Shu was shocked by this man's full stomach, and secretly slandered him.

But I didn't expect that they are now transmitting sound with spiritual thoughts, and everything in their minds will be transmitted.

Ling Fengxiao: "???"

Lin Shu coughed lightly, looked away and looked elsewhere.

The poor Beixia official who was reading the document thought that something was wrong with him, and became even more trembling.

The book of surrender was finally read, and the ceremony followed.

The solemn music was played, and the prime minister of Yuan Beixia knelt down in front of Ling Fengxiao, holding a white jade plate in his hand. Inside the jade plate was a copper seal with a dragon engraved on it.

During the enthronement ceremony, the new emperor often had to receive the Jade Seal of the Nation from the respected old minister, and then accept congratulations from all the officials, and then replaced it with a surrender ceremony.

Prime Minister Beixia said: "I am ashamed to have the artifact."

His Highness Fengyang's cold white slender fingers took the jade plate, and the simple handover action did not deliberately surprise - but, the country changed hands.

But listen to him say: "Dare not to respect you."

Although the voice is light, its meaning is extremely heavy.

Time is like an arrow, human affairs are like water, rivers change course, and the world divides and unites in an instant.

All officials congratulate.

All kinds of offerings to heaven have been placed on the altar.

Ling Fengxiao is holding the jade plate, Lin Shu is on his right, the Great Master is on the left, and all the officials are on his side.

But he saw a man in red walking slowly up the high platform, facing the altar of five-colored soil, and said: "Shangxiang, Yongji."

Everyone fell to the ground and kowtowed.

"Shangxiang, Yongji."

Their respectful expressions and admiring gazes made Lin Shu feel that even if Ling Fengxiao was a woman, at this moment, no one would object to her succession.

After knocking, a Qingyue bird song suddenly came from the west.

Lin Shu was startled. At this moment, the clouds covering the sky in the west were so bright that half of the sky was illuminated with a golden red color.

Suddenly, a large flock of birds flew out from the mountains in the west.

Common birds such as sparrows, magpies, and crows are not seen. They are all rare birds with bright feathers, medium size, and graceful posture. There are nearly a hundred species of them.

Hundreds of birds circled to the sky, flying slowly in a posture almost touching their heads and tails, forming a colorful vortex in the sky.

The ancients said that all birds face the phoenix, is it so?

The crowd started to discuss, saying that this is a good omen.

Ling Fengxiao also looked at the sky, without saying a word.

Lin Shu thought, in this situation, at this moment, if the phoenix comes again and bows its head obediently to Ling Fengxiao—then whether it is Xiao Shao or Ling Fengxiao, no matter whether it is male or female, human or ghost, Immediately, you can declare that you are the emperor who inherits the fate of the sky. The country cannot be without a king for a day, and the destiny cannot be violated.

The premise is that this person wants to be.

Lin Shu had a good idea.

The next moment, the broken phoenix whose tail feathers were as gorgeous as the sunset, and whose color was as bright red as cinnabar, really flew out from the western sky slowly with an ethereal halo.

People were amazed.

Only Lin Shu knew that this was not a sign of heaven, but that the queen blew the phoenix flute somewhere in the Phoenix Villa to attract it.

Ling Fengxiao was expressionless.

The ceremonial officer took the jade plate of Chuanguo Yuxi, while Ling Fengxiao held Lin Shu expressionlessly, intending to walk down the altar.

The attitude is obvious, it has nothing to do with me at this time, and I don't cooperate.

The phoenix flew towards him as expected, it seemed to be flying very slowly, but in fact it swooped very fast, almost in a moment, it hung directly above Ling Fengxiao.

Its eyes were black, with a warm luster. It stared at Ling Fengxiao, flew lower and lower, then bowed its head docilely towards him, and stretched out its beak.

Lin Shu could feel the tension in Ling Fengxiao's body.

Ling Fengxiao should have stretched out his hand to caress the bird's beak and accept its obedience, but he didn't move, and just looked at Phoenix indifferently.

Fenghuang gave a low cry, as if urging.

Everyone was stunned, even the great national teacher couldn't help it: "This..."

Lin Shu's mind suddenly moved.

He frowned, stretched out his hand, and the bronze dice transformed from Qingmingdongtian appeared in his hand, trembling wildly.

Lin Shu didn't know what kind of wind was drawn by this thing, so he poked in with his divine sense, and saw the karmic mirror violently rushing left and right in the cave, hitting the wall, and knocking out deep cracks on the lapis lazuli wall, as if trying to Wanting to go out, the senior brother quickly chased after it, trying to restrain it.

——This reminded Lin Shu of the scene where the mirror faintly appeared in front of his eyes last night, feeling extremely uneasy, holding the bronze dice, looking at Ling Fengxiao who was very close to him, thinking whether he should tell him about it.

——At this moment, the uneasiness in his heart suddenly magnified!

At that moment, the blood in his whole body froze, and he couldn't breathe anymore. After his heart stopped beating for a beat, he suddenly started beating wildly!

His pupils shrank, and a tyrannical coercion of heaven and earth locked him, making him unable to move half a point, and this feeling was infinitely magnified, and even colorful and messy phantoms appeared in front of his eyes, like hallucinations when he was dying!

In the distance, there seemed to be a flying light shooting towards him, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, unstoppable.

It's too late to say, but it's fast at that time, all this happened in an instant.

A red shadow flickered in front of his eyes.

There was a muffled sound.

The five sounds, five colors and five flavors seem to have disappeared from the forest in an instant.

The next moment, his consciousness gradually came back.

Ling Fengxiao stood in front of him.

A sinister, pale, bone-like arrowhead pierced out from Ling Fengxiao's left back.

——It meant that an arrow pierced Ling Fengxiao's left chest, where the heart was.

What arrow?

Of course it was... Yiri Divine Arrow.

Ling Fengxiao's figure was a little unstable, Lin Shu hugged him, and saw a thin and long bone arrow nailed to Ling Fengxiao's left chest.

Ling Fengxiao didn't seem to have reacted yet, she lowered her head to look at her chest, and slowly closed the arrow tail with her left hand.

Lin Shu suddenly glimpsed the sinister intention behind the arrow at that moment.

If it goes towards Ling Fengxiao, maybe it will work, maybe it won't.

But if he went towards Lin Shu, Ling Fengxiao would block it.

It's not using magic to defend, it's not drawing a knife out of its sheath to block it.

At the moment of life and death, subconsciously, he would stand in front of Lin Shu.

It wasn't the phantom body, it wasn't the illusory blood mist, at that moment, he probably forgot everything.Only a flesh and blood body in the intuition can block the light and shadow of the sword.

Lin Shu's fingers trembled slightly as he tried Ling Fengxiao's pulse.

When they went up the mountain, they agreed that the arrow was going towards Ling Fengxiao, and Lin Shu should not block it.

But it didn't mention that when this mortal arrow headed towards Lin Shu... Ling Fengxiao subconsciously, what would happen?

All wrong.