MTL - Transmigrating into a Demon Spirit to Blow up the Entire World-Chapter 165 The little phoenix of the demon emperor 17
He couldn't take care of the broken bowl, just reaching out to stop the little Phoenix leaving, the result was naturally unpredictable. Drunk to the bad luck of the line even fell because of the action panic and fell to the ground, the debris on the ground was drawn to his wrist, blood suddenly burst out, red glare.
Millennials and deserts finally couldn’t help but rushed forward and helped win. As the emptiness of the meditation, the sacred world is a place where shackles are shackled. Before the victory of the millennium, it took nearly half of the effort to make the little phoenix reborn, and forcibly slammed the long stay in the case of the underworld pressure system. The enchantment of the palace, the body suffered a lot of injuries. But he did not carry out any treatment, but instead drank a night of spirits, internal injuries and trauma, and actually burned without knowing it.
A few servants suddenly became nervous, and hurriedly won the road to the soft couch, and hurriedly called the doctor. The wisdom of winning is drunk and drifting away. The line of sight is dim. I only feel that the whole body is hot and cold. When it is cold, it falls like an ice cave. When it is hot, it is like a volcano. There was a lot of pain in the stomach, as if someone had a sharp wooden stick and kept pounding.
The bells and the millennials who stood by and waited for them to listen to their mighty and invincible demon emperor frowned and whispered in a groggy way, and the voice was so small that they could not hear. Then he bowed his head and asked respectfully: "What do you say on the Lord?"
"Hey," he won't hear any questions at all, but he can't see anything that he can't see. He unconsciously calls: "Hey, hey..."
After drunkenness is the most vulnerable time, and when people are weak, love can easily reach the depths of the soul, and the thoughts and actions revealed are also the most real. It’s all the little phoenix that you can’t think of, but unfortunately, Little Phoenix can’t hear it.
When the sky was bright, I won’t wake up slightly, and I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the front of nothing. The doctor of the impetuous palace cooked the medicine for him. He picked up the medicine bowl and the hot temperature reached the heart from the skin between the palms.
No one can give him warmth anymore, and there is nothing to feel warm. Only such a bowl of hot bitter medicine, which burns to the human skin, can make him feel a touch of temperature.
Almost at the same time that Won’s wake up, the little phoenix of the Qigong Palace was also inexplicably awakened. Closing his eyes and trying to sleep again, but he couldn't sleep, so he got up and went to bed, heading to the window with delicate flower carvings.
Walking barefoot across the wooden floor, the bones of the feet are more delicate and white against the dark floor lines. The black hair and the crimson silk clothes that are dragged to the ground seem to be consciously swaying with the footsteps, and bring a burst of coolness. The gentle breeze of the monks is full of elegant and noble scent, and only these two steps make the empty room suddenly move.
Then standing by the window and watching the land that faintly raised the glimmer, I felt a little bored without coming from.
The servants who kept the outside seemed to be still dozing off. The whole inner temple was only one person. The floor-standing bronze mirror in the corner showed his shadowy crimson figure, and the smoky smog was stacked on the figure. The little phoenix looked at the distant sunrise scene, and it was magnificent and magnificent. In the eyes, there was an empty space that could not be said.
Recalling that when I was young, I came and went freely in the Heavenly Palace, flying freely in the nine heavens, leisurely and freely. Later, I grew up and began to sneak around to play around. The scenery I saw in my eyes and the clouds under my feet were all real. Next, I met with a win-win situation. I was surrounded by his companionship and care, and everything I felt was really fulfilling, fulfilling and satisfying. Then I went to the demon world from the human world with the other side, and went shopping all over the bustle and bustling, and I was happy every night when I fell asleep.
Xiaofeng couldn't help but frown, and then waved his sleeves and tiptoe, flying out of the wide open window.
The wind is born from under the ribs, as if it is a moving melody that makes people feel very comfortable. Then in the mid-air into the appearance of the phoenix, the fluttering Feng Yu instantly brings out the glory of the dreamlike rainbow, and the gorgeous can not be directly seen, can compete with the sun.
The feeling of Gao Fei in the clouds is very beautiful at any time. The small phoenix wings lifted layers of clouds, and the long feathers fluttered in the wind, and the whole body stretched out. The golden light of the sunrise reflected the color of the clouds, and the radiance of the sun shone to the world. The surrounding world seemed to be a dreamy and beautiful paradise.
When Xiaofeng flew back in a circle, the upper and lower parts of the Habitat Palace had all risen, and they turned back to the human form on the cloud head and slowly landed. Before landing, I saw a familiar figure outside the palace gate.
Sure enough, as soon as I landed, I heard the servant’s report of loyalty and diligence, saying that the demon empire would win and ask for it, waiting outside the palace.
"Don't see." Xiao Feng walked to the inner hall and said: "He loves to wait for him to wait."
auzw.com The weather in late autumn is getting colder and colder. The leaves of the phoenix tree are almost blown away by the wind. The autumn rain is also falling, and the sky after the rain is dark.
They all said that it was a cold autumn rain. In the past few days, there were six or seven rains. When they won, they stood in the rain outside the Qigong Palace. They almost looked at the closed palace door without seeing it. I saw the figure of my sweetheart through the door.
When I won the wine, I woke up. The blink of an eye has been standing here for eight and a half days. The eight days are long and short. In fact, there are still many things in the demon world to win and deal with, but he doesn't want to ask what he wants to do, and he doesn't know what he can pursue now. He just wants to stay in the nearest place to Xiaofeng, and feel that the other person is by his side. Not far away, it will be enough.
It is only that he is used to the little phoenix after Nirvana's rebirth or in the reincarnation. He always worried that the other people's service was not in place. When he thought about it, he couldn't help but ask the guards of the gatekeeper and even the servants who came in and out to ask about the situation of Xiaofeng. The young man who went out to work was blocked by the demon emperor who was ten times more powerful than him. The old mother seemed to ask for a long time.
"Is it a meal on time? Sleeping, is there a quilt? He likes to eat sweet and greedy, but this weather can not be too cold, otherwise it is easy to make a headache, sweet can not eat too much, otherwise it will cough. The medicine for treating headaches is not bitter or sputum. You don't like to drink. You can cook some ginseng tablets, put a little bit of Ophiopogon japonicus and scutellaria, and put more licorice and honey to cover the scent, so you are willing to drink. It also helps with coughing..."
When Qing Yi was initially stopped by the win, he was still angry and dissatisfied, but listening to it, his expression was not serious. Because he went out to call the doctor, Xiaofeng did make a headache, and there was a cough, and the look of the cockroach made people look worried and could not help but worry.
In the past millennium, Yu Sheng has learned to observe and observe. It is no longer the simple snake that has a simple mind and a well-developed mind. The Qing dynasty is only a slight sorrow, and it only stops for less than half a second. Out of the clue, then frowned and said: "Is it sick?"
So when I was back to the little Phoenix, I took a can of cooked soup in addition to the doctor. Little Phoenix is leaning on the soft couch at this moment, and half-squinting is like closing and closing. The end of the eye is slightly picking up. The arc is as elegant as an almond. It can't be seen. There is a personal servant on the left. On the right side, there is a fruit on the right that is stripped from the human world.
At first glance, the fruits are all cold, with grapefruit and watermelon, and coconut watermelon is still chilled. I couldn’t help but step forward and stop the servant’s feeding: “The Lord, if you have a headache, don’t eat cold again...”
Unfortunately, Little Phoenix has never been the obedient master. Immediately, he is not happy. His voice is cold and frosty. "When is my business also your turn?"
Qingyan is not as soft and hard as the win-win, and is not afraid of dead and shameless methods. Even if you dare not persuade, you can only silently worry in your heart. After the phoenix had finished his temper, he couldn’t help but cough up. He couldn’t stop it for a while. He was in a hurry and sent the ginseng soup in his hand to the past, asking him to take a hot drink.
Perhaps the reason for the scent of honey covered by the sweetness of the honey, Xiaofeng unexpectedly drank, because of the pale face of the disease because of the heat and a little more ruddy. He looks so good, even if he is sick, it does not hurt his appearance, but it makes people feel very distressed. Then I looked up at the green scorpion, and a pair of dark gold eyes were clear and clear. "... Is this soup won for you?"
The dissatisfaction in the tone is only one or two points less, but it makes the Qing dynasty tremble with no end, and even slams down. "A Qing knows the mistake and asks the master to forgive."
Xiaofeng raised his hand at random and directly lifted the green scorpion with his spiritual power. His expression did not show any emotions. He only asked: "He is still standing outside?"
"Well," Qing Lan naturally knows who he is referring to, and immediately answered: "Today is the ninth day."
The rain outside seemed to start again, and the cold wind blew the window, and the servant got up and closed the window. Qinglan still can't understand the idea of Xiaofeng, hesitated for a long time, still couldn't help but brave the courage to say low: "The master, you really forgot Nirvana's previous things, don't like him?"
Little Phoenix didn't answer, only yawning and yawning: "I am sleepy, sleep for a while, wake up to eat crystal crisp, you remember to prepare in advance."
The memory of the little phoenix is the one that comes back with all the past, including the Seventh-century reincarnation. There are full of VII sorrows and sorrows. The things before Nirvana are really blurred for him. I just remember that the empty meditation seems to have been Ask him if he feels sad before Nirvana.
At that time, his feelings about winning were not really love. It was more like a child who didn’t want to lose his beloved toy. He didn’t feel that the other person’s way of saving his loved one was wrong, so he really didn’t feel sad, just hated him. With the Zhaohuo command given by himself, many innocent lives were killed. In the seven-year reincarnation, he really fell in love with Han Ying, and even loved Li Shao, Yu Wenyu and other world-winning Han.
But now the little phoenix has erected a new conception of feelings, that is, to love someone is not to be good to him, but to treat him as garbage, indifferent trampling or losing.
