Listening to the Phoenix

Dijun is holding the source of the way of heaven, and he feels a little floating on the clouds, which is very unreal. Of course, the emperor has been familiar with Yuyun since he was born. of.

"Why?" Dijun asked anxiously.

Feng Que said: "Because you are young."

Who would believe such nonsense.If it wasn't for the fact that the emperor had too much psychological shadow, he would have resigned to Feng Que.

Dijun: "I'm an adult."

So this is the growth cycle of Pangu's descendants is a mystery.Sanqing didn't know back then... It took about tens of millions of years to transform, but this guy became an adult in less than 3000 years.

Feng Que resigned: "Because the way of heaven cannot live."

Maybe it was because he wanted to restore his image, or maybe it was because he was in a good mood after beating up Da Dao just now, and Feng Que Ci's sense of the emperor was in the upper middle, so he rarely condescended—— Da Dao looked happily at who Feng Que Ci gave to Open your mouth to explain why—explained:

"Yuqing and Shangqing definitely disagree, and they are the hardest to impress. What's wrong with bribing you?"

——Da Dao felt that he had a myocardial infarction, and felt that he was very cold, so he couldn't help shrinking himself silently.

"But Tiandao took advantage of my weakness to deceive me in the early years, and involved me in several karma, which made me have to be the Phoenix Emperor."

Da Dao wanted to scold——you were clearly the one who couldn't let go of Qimin back then, and you said it so grandly, what seemed wrong?

"Although I met Ah Ling because of this, I still feel uneasy after all... I have to keep the way of heaven, which makes me extremely unhappy!" The words in the front are very powerful, but the words of Feng Que are far behind. scold.

"I really regret that I didn't chop a few more knives back then!"

"You cultivate swords." Lingyin's drunken and cold voice sounded.

Feng Que sped up his speech: "Dao Dao said that as long as the Dao of Heaven is still hanging on it, it's fine, it's fine if you're missing an arm or a leg." He asked back: "Then why not give you half?"

The emperor was no longer worried about whether Feng Queci wanted to dig a hole for him to kick and bury him on a whim, so he planned to leave.

"and many more."

Dijun felt that the hairs on his back were going to explode.

"There are many parallel worlds." Feng Que said, "There is only one great way."

"It's impossible for what the Great Dao cares for is completely a tragedy. Not to mention that he is ashamed of you, he is bound to favor you."

"Since you have decided to take that path, you have to let go of all your knots."

"Hearing what you said, the avenue is still fair."

"It couldn't be more fair." Feng Queci gritted his teeth, Ru Dao had a deep hatred with him, "I've been tricked enough."

The bitterness and hatred on that face directly frightened the emperor to tear space and time apart.

Standing in his own world, looking at the world that has begun to die, the emperor's eyes showed pity.

Donghua exhaled, and a green lotus bloomed slowly in his hand, sweeping away the fresh air.

"Instead, you can tell me, I appreciate it."

Xi He asked, "Why can't you kill him?"

Shu Li's eyebrows raised, Feng Que resigned, "If you have the ability, you can go to the other day."

Xi He refused without hesitation: "Aliu is still waiting for me." His eyes were full of warmth.

The mole of tears under his eyes gradually faded away, turning into a red shadow flowing in the corner of his eyes. "I'll take my leave." He walked without sloppy at all.

He didn't even look at Tiandao.

That's right, how can a defeated opponent compare to a Taoist companion.

Yuwei: "You tell Shaoyang."

His tone was firm.

"Yes." Feng Que replied frankly, not caring at all that Saint Yuqing would be angry and cut him down.

"I won't say it. Dao will also say it. It's just that the time is different in the morning and evening, the time of the world's mourning is different, and the amount of guilt in Shaoyang's heart is different, that's all."

Only.

Feng Que's expression on Jian Yuwei's face was not very good, so he swayed and made up the knife again.

He said: "Isn't it because of the collapse of the heavens that he made this decision directly? Who made the collapse of the heavens? It is impossible for anyone to know better than you, right?"

As soon as Yuwei left in anger, Yuchen and Taishang also left.

Hongjun left with the remaining "Tian Dao" knowingly, and seeing that he couldn't kill Tian Dao, Luo Hu had no choice but to return to the Demon Realm angrily.

Blossoms compete for splendor, birds compete for the phoenix, meteors fly by from Qingming, but it is far less than Feng Que's smile.

He is the most proud existence in these tens of thousands of worlds, and he suppresses everything in the world with a single thought.

He called out in a warm voice: "Ah Ling."

Even a ruthless monk could not resist a word from him.

However, the one who answered him was Zi Yi who turned away coldly.

Feng Que said: "..."

Dao couldn't help but sneer.

Feng Que was so languid that he didn't even think about hammering Dao Dao in the mood to get angry. He just stared at Ling Yinzui resentfully, and really wanted to try the chance of jumping off Kunlun Mountain and throwing himself to death.

At this moment, listening to the sound turned back drunk, "Aren't you leaving?"

Feng Que's heart was in full bloom, as if hearing fairy music, he appeared in front of Lingyin Zui and hugged him.

"open."

"Ah Ling."

"exist."

"Ah Ling, I'm very happy."

"Very happy."

Da Dao, who was stuffed with dog food, knocked Qinglian expressionlessly: "That guy, I really want to hit him."

Qinglian replied indifferently: "We'll wait until you can handle it." The blow was fatal.

One-shot kill.

Avenue said nothing more.

Qinglian shook her head, her voice satisfied: "It's great that he can do this."

Yeah, that's great.

Not always unstable, like a...

Timing bombs/bombs.Think about the vicissitudes of the road.

Qinglian: Refuse to admit the one above.

But Qinglian was quite happy to see him who she regarded as a junior—don't say it, Qinglian will suffer if you say it—so happy.

Although, the reason is not good.

"Ah Ling, I want to tell you a story. Once upon a time there was a guy..."

Before Que Ci lost consciousness, he threw the young man in purple to the ground.

very cold.Que Ci thought in a daze, hugging the young man even tighter, as if he wanted to crush the young man into his own flesh and blood.

It's like a person with a fever is burning blankly and keeps hugging the ice cube, never letting go.

The flame was getting hotter and hotter, and Que Ci followed his instinct to get close to the ice cube to relieve the heat - at this time, the youth was just such a piece of ice to him.

The young man raised his head, his eyes were so calm that they were empty.

Que Ci seized his pulse door, forcefully snatched his icy spiritual power into his body, and also split part of the fiery spiritual power into the young man's body with an irresistible attitude.

——If his body is so cold, his spiritual power must also be cold.

It's also fortunate that he met Ling Yinzui, who was lost in memory by Tian Daoge at this time, and he was still ignorant of the accident, otherwise he would have been hunted down and killed by his current practice-to kill Queci even if he burned everything.

To plunder spiritual power and penetrate one's own spiritual power into the bodies of other creatures, it is impossible to do so in the prehistoric world without being close to each other!This is not limited to looking at the light of living beings.

The young man snorted, arched his body unconsciously, the fiery spiritual power was forced in, and collided with the spiritual power circulating in his body.He frowned uncomfortably, and stretched out his hand to remove the heat source from his body.

The hands were clasped and locked above the top of the head.Que Ci pulled back a little bit of consciousness, and looked critically at the face of the young man below him.

Hey, can't fault it.

She looks more desirable than Yuqing.Que Ci commented in his heart.And it's also very strong, Quasi-Saint.

Before losing consciousness again, Que Ci suddenly realized.

seven min.

The young man stared at Que Ci with calm eyes, but his cheeks were blushing due to the scorching spiritual power.Just as he was about to speak, he was blocked.

Domineering spiritual power passed through his mouth, and the young man was forced to look up.The next moment, the true spirits were forced to touch each other.The young man's body softened, and his ice-snow face moved.

The ice and snow have just melted.

Que Ci moved his lips slightly, bit his shoulder hard, and didn't leave until he tasted the smell of blood.He tore off his purple clothes, touched the slightly cooler skin, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Sure enough, it was quite cold.

When Queci's consciousness regained consciousness, the young man was lying quietly resting, his face was still blushing due to the spiritual power of Queci circulating in his body, and his long eyelashes hung on his ice-white complexion, giving him a pale look. beauty.

Not weak at all.

Is this what Heavenly Dao came here specifically to restrain me?Que Ci connected everything together, and was in a good mood. He temporarily put aside the matter of going back to beat Dao Dao, picked up the young man with great interest, and touched it inch by inch.

It's like treating a doll that I can't put it down.

Presumably the memory was erased, but the reaction was interesting.Everything will be expressed directly when it is blank.

He didn't make it to the last step.Que Ci is very sure that he has not had a relationship with him yet.Well, just didn't make it to the end.

But just can't bear the stimulation... The stimulation when the true spirit touches it seems to be a bit big.It's not surprising that he couldn't break free for a while.

It's just that being emotional has a different taste.

Especially when you are at a loss, your eyes are hazy.

Que Ci chuckled.

After taking Lingyinzui back, Panfeng deliberately left behind the beauty who was flirting just now, and ran back to watch, amazed.

Once he was alone with Que Ci, Pan Feng asked curiously, "Is he still a baby?"

No, you didn't even make a move on such a beautiful woman?

Que Ci's face turned cold: "You don't care about meat and vegetables, how can you attract bees, butterflies, flowers, and herbs?"

The corner of Panfeng's mouth twitched, and she flatly refused: "No."

"But why do you..."

why?Que Ci smiled and said: "Let him give it to me willingly, rather than coaxing him to give it to me when he doesn't know."

Pan Feng's face was stunned.

Is there a difference?

Isn't the result all the same?

Thinking of this, Pan Feng asked the same question.

Que Ci: "One is that he fell in love with me and was reluctant to hurt me; the other is that he was angry and chased me with a knife."

Pan Feng's focus was distorted: "He is not very murderous, and he is not suitable for knives."

"Wait—you mean, his strength..."

"On par with who I am today."

Pan Feng gasped.

"However... such a lively beauty dangled in front of you all day long and you didn't wipe him off." Pan Feng felt that something was wrong, but she still didn't express what was in her heart—you won't fake it Really do it? "Can't you?" he asked.

Que Ci was silent.

Que Ci came back with a roasted wing and handed it to Ling Yinzui, "Come on, try it, it tastes pretty good."

Panfeng has not gone out to hunt for beauty for hundreds of years, and is dying in bed.

Of course, the addition of listening intoxication is indispensable.

When Feng Queci finished speaking anxiously, Lingyinzui said calmly: "I know."

Feng Que speech:? ? ?

Drunk listening: "Your voices were a bit loud at that time."

"It's just, when did you make a fake show?"

Feng Que blinked.

"do not remember."

"It's just that one day, I realized that I like you very much. I like you so much that I don't like you and Yuchen to have a heart-to-heart talk."

Then he went to Kunlun Mountain and got into a fight with Yuwei who thought he was here to settle accounts with his younger brother.

Although he didn't mean to ask Yuchen to kill Fengzu, but he really wanted to find Yuchen.

Listening to drunk bland "oh" sound.

"Ah Ling, let's hold a grand ceremony."

"it is good."

On the day when Hong Huang held the grand ceremony, Shang Lian, who had not been seen for a long time, finally appeared, and brought the little prince Jinwu who was missing.

The little prince Jinwu also brought along His Royal Highness Xiao Shaojun who explained the two religions and Emperor Donghua.

So I added many disciples who interpreted the two teachings to show that I cared about my little brother's heart.

Yuwei also came out with Qinghui all over her body, the only difference is that the congratulatory gift he gave was three fiery red feathers.

The color is extremely bright, although it is extremely beautiful, it is definitely different from Yuwei's usual aesthetics, but it is more in line with Yuchen's aesthetics.

Feng Queci's face turned dark.

Lingyinzui picked up the feather, with a slight smile in his eyes.

Yuwei said: "Blood up."

"Thank you Yuwei." Lingyinzui understood what Yuwei did to the three feathers, but said with some regret.

"If I had known Yuwei would be like this, I would have given you the tail feathers." His tone was familiar.

Yuwei looked at him and stretched out her hand.

Lingyinzui reached out to remove the red ribbon from her hair, and handed three feathers to Yuwei.

"Three days."

Liuchen also sent congratulatory gifts.

Ten days later, Shang Lian, who came to the door, just took a step forward, dragged the little prince Jinwu and ran away without looking back.

"Master..." The little prince Jinwu smiled wryly.

"Go to Yuanshi."

——THEEND

The author has something to say:

It's probably over

I wrote it for a year, and accompanied me through the third year of junior high school and the senior high school entrance examination.

Suddenly reluctant.

Maybe I have more feelings for the characters in the book than for the reality.

This is the first book, it is not well written, and I stumble.I……

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