Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 134 The King's Nest and the Guardian

Bian Zheng didn't intend to refute Bian Qi's words. After leaving the living room, he pushed open the door of the study room next door.

The windows around the study were tightly closed, the light in the room was sparse, and it was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

The place on the inner side is covered with picture scrolls on the entire wall, and the low cabinet below is also full of large and small scrolls, some of which are scattered on the ground due to the owner's negligence.

Bian Zheng knew what those were without looking, and his eyes became a little darker.

Bian Qi picked up the scrolls that fell to the ground one by one, looked at the ones that fell apart, and put them back on the table with a blank expression.

He looked at the picture scroll on the wall, there was nothing else on the picture scroll, only a figure.

The figure of a dark-haired woman.

The brushwork used to draw the figure in the painting is very clumsy, revealing an immature atmosphere everywhere.

Even though they wear different hairstyles and dresses, it is clear that they are all the same person.

Or rather, the shadow of the same person.

A shadow has no face.

The figure in the painting also has no face, and many faceless people gather together, which looks a little weird.

Bian Qi took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and said displeasedly: "Sometimes, I really want to burn these things on the wall with a fire."

His displeasure was quite natural. As a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, it was not normal for him to feel unspeakable palpitations just in front of a vague figure on the scroll.

A look of disapproval appeared on Bian Zheng's face, and he gave him a reproachful look in his eyes.

These scrolls were originally hung in the cabin next to the medicine hut on the top of the mountain, and they were all drawn by Sheng Yu himself.

"It's ridiculous."

The white-haired boy ignored him, brushed the signature on the painting with his fingertips, but there was no smile in his tone, "She always insisted that she had a sister, but she couldn't remember the so-called favorite one no matter what. human face."

Without appearance, or even more descriptions, just relying on a name, finding someone is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

"That's it, you still want us to help her find someone?"

What's even more ridiculous is that in order to maintain a lie, they have to pass the truth as a lie.

Bian Qi was very irritable: "When will I tell her? How long are you going to hide it?"

It's not that he's dissatisfied with Sheng Yu's trip, he also thinks that the little girl should have the chance to see what the outside world looks like, and it's not a big problem to suffer a little setback.

What the young man couldn't bear was that he and the child were the closest blood relatives, yet he was forced to face her in another capacity.

He can't be called an elder brother openly, and he can't hear what he wants from a little girl.

On this point, Bian Qi has always been envious of his master who is usually not in good shape.

Shuangxue and Sheng Yu are not related by blood. If the little girl calls him senior brother, then it is really senior brother. In addition, he doesn't know many things and is not burdened. Getting along with the little girl is always very natural and comfortable.

A gloomy look appeared on Bian Zheng's face, and he said softly, "You should remember what she looked like when she just woke up."

As soon as this remark came out, the young man fell silent.

He remembered, remembered clearly and clearly.

How can I forget the emotions that are revealed in those eyes that are colder than the ice that never melts in the cold abyss?
what is that?
It is the unseen and unheard panic and uneasiness of Bian Qi, and the despair that is far from end.

Don't dare to forget, can't forget.

……

……

"who are you?"

The little girl sat quietly on the bamboo chair. She looked really thin, so thin that it made people feel distressed.

The white-haired boy with meticulously combed hair squatted down in front of her, much taller than her.

Earlier when the elder brother told him that the child he had worked so hard to take care of for four years finally woke up, the excitement in Bian Qi's heart could only be described in two words.

He didn't notice the embarrassment on his elder brother's face before he entered the door, and he also forgot about his elder brother's advice.

Bian Zheng told him, "Before you push open that door, you'd better get ready."

Bian Qi didn't think much, but entered the house excitedly.

He couldn't help being unhappy, but in the past four years, in order to take care of the child in front of him, he didn't go out to have some fun anymore, he just stayed on the mountain obediently.

The little girl's appearance when she was awake did not look much different from when she was asleep, they were all the same quiet and well-behaved.

It was his sister, his soft, one-of-a-kind treasure.

Bian Qi really wanted to touch her head again like when she was asleep, and tell her the name everyone gave her.

Tell her your name.

Tell her we are family.

He did the same.

The girl tilted her head, and his hand was empty.

She asked again, her voice undulating, and there was no doubt in her eyes.

"who are you?"

Bian Qi was stunned, then withdrew his hand, and without thinking, he opened his mouth and replied, "I am Bian Qi."

There seemed to be something wrong, the boy couldn't find his confused eyebrows for a while, and the joy in his heart was slightly diluted by the sudden strange feeling.

But he doesn't think that's a problem.

The girl didn't look at him, and continued to ask the air in front of her, "Who is Bian Qi?"

"I am your brother."

Bian Qi moved his position, and met her eyes again.

She seemed to be thinking about something, her eyes were lowered, and after a long time, she finally looked at the person in front of her.

"fraud."

"I have no brother."

"You are a liar."

……

……

The little girl's voice was crisp, as clean as the morning dew.

Same cold.

Bian Qi didn't know how he got out in the end, he just sat on the lawn outside the house in a daze, looking at the open window of the cabin.

At this moment, he understood what his elder brother meant for him to prepare, but the matter was unbelievably unacceptable.

He really couldn't take it.

Someone came out of the house, and the person walking behind closed the door and window, and then stood in front of him.

The tall and slender man with beautiful phoenix eyes looked down at him, and said with a teasing smile, "What's the matter, Xiao Qi was hit?"

Bian Qi stared at Liuyan floating at his feet in a trance, stood up, and called to him: "Third Uncle."

The person who came was the third palace lord of Tong Palace, Feng Xian, who was also the one who rescued the little girl from the sea of ​​blood.

His full head of black hair was bundled high behind his head and merged into a thin bundle. The reddish hair tail dragged to the ground, like a burning flame, or like the delicate and gorgeous tail feathers of a phoenix bird.

The Feng family and the Bian family are relatives by marriage and have a close relationship. Although the person in front of him is only half the age of Bian Zheng, and his cultivation level is far behind Bian Zheng, but in terms of seniority, he is indeed the elder of the Bian brothers.

However, Bian Zheng and Feng Xian have always regarded their friendship as equals, unlike Bian Qi, the age difference is really too big.

Not knowing how to answer him, Bian Qi had no choice but to look at his elder brother, and then at the cabin with the doors and windows closed.

Bian Zheng explained to him: "She fell asleep."

Bian Qi was puzzled: "Didn't you just wake up not long ago?"

"Because she just woke up, Hui Hui's condition is still very unstable." Feng Xian sighed, and added a few words helplessly, "Her spirit is very poor, and she can't stand stimulation."

Fortunately, after receiving the message from Bian Zheng, he rushed from Yaoyu to Beiyuan in a hurry, thinking that there would be a surprise waiting for him.

Now, it is probably that the shock far outweighs the joy.

"Forget it, it's a good thing to be able to wake up, I should be content with it." Feng Xian whispered with her eyes slightly, and said quietly.

God knows how scared he was when he was fishing for people in the sea of ​​blood, his heart was hanging out of the sky.

At that time, he thought that he would not be able to save him, thanks to the reliability of his good friend.

Feng Xian glanced at Bian Zheng approvingly, and saw Bian Qi was stunned as if he hadn't reacted yet, so he reminded him aloud: "Huihui is not speaking Tianxiao language."

"Ah!" Being reminded like this, Bian Qi suddenly realized and reacted immediately.

No wonder he felt something was wrong, whose child could speak well from birth!The little girl has been sleeping all the time, the actual situation is not much different from that of a newborn, she should be in a state of not knowing anything when she wakes up.

What she said was the language that only existed in the place where the ancestral lines of the Feng and Bian clans were located——Qifengtian.

Different from the general race of creatures, some creatures in Qifengtian's cognition of words flows in their blood and is engraved in their bones, and this kind of cognition will continue with the continuation of the blood and will never be erased.

This has led to the state that some creatures in Qifengtian are born able to read and write, and there is no need to learn more.

"But that's not right. This only proves that Huihui is indeed from Qifengtian and is a member of our clan." Bian Qi said first, "It doesn't matter if she knows how to write, she seems to know a lot about other things."

Bian Zheng frowned slightly: "It's strange."

Bian Qi nodded approvingly: "It's really strange."

"You weren't inside before, so you didn't know what our conversation with Hui Hui was like." Feng Xian smiled wryly, "If you knew, you might be even more surprised."

"In addition to saying that we are liars and refusing to admit our relationship, she also insisted that we send her home immediately."

"We are not allowed to touch her, she will bite if touched."

Fengxian's pretty face became weird, and she stretched out her wrist hidden under the sleeve. There were several bloody teeth marks on it, and there were strands of black air lingering around it.

After giving Bian Qi a glance, he immediately withdrew his hand, looked at his friend, and said helplessly, "What did Hui Hui say?"

Bian Zheng withdrew his gaze from Fengxian's wrist, looked up at him, and said in a calm voice, "Ai Luoluo can hit ten of you with one hand."

"I advise you not to be ignorant of good and bad, and send me back immediately before Ai Luoluo finds out."

"Miscellaneous chicken?" Bian Qi was so shocked that he didn't dare to look up at Feng Xian's expression, swallowed, and asked Bian Zheng, "Who is Ai Luoluo?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he quietly looked at the end of his third uncle's hair for a long time, it was black, red, white and yellow, plus the surname and background, it seems to be quite similar to describe it like a chicken. Hey.

In fact, he has felt that way for a long time, and it is possible that there are not a few people who feel that way, but no one dares to say it.

Feng Xian dared to say that he was the second little overlord in the demon realm, but no one dared to admit that he was the first.

Occasionally, he would go to the paulownia tree to play for a while, but he didn't dare, and Shuangxue, who was keen to make trouble, would also have a headache when he met him, not to mention his nephew Feng Yin and niece Feng Niang, who were only a year younger than him. I also dare not.

After all, this guy is really not afraid of causing trouble, so if he wants to have some fun, he has to find a proper reason for himself.

As for Fengxian, where is that thing needed!
"His Royal Highness needs a reason to do things? Why don't you find me one?"

"Can you do it? If you can't convince me, why don't you die as soon as possible!"

"What are you, you dare to teach me how to do things?"

Such words, coupled with his bright and flamboyant face, can be said to be extremely arrogant.

The Tongmu monsters have suffered for a long time, and they dare not be angry or speak out about how many times they have been teased.

In recent years, Fengxian has restrained herself because of the little girl's affairs, but the demons in the upper layer of Tongmu are so happy that they just set up a banquet and set off cannons to celebrate one after another.

Why is it just the upper class, hey, it's also scoring objects for fun.

Feng Xian stroked her long hair that was a little disheveled in the previous movement, and answered Bian Qi's question for Bian Zheng.

"In Hui Hui's mouth, Ai Luoluo is her sister, but she just can't remember where she came from." He spread his hands and said innocently, "There is no specific place, how can I send her back, Xiaoqi ,Am I right?"

He lifted his beautiful long hair and pointed to a few small nicks in it.

"I just teased Huihui a little bit, and she gnawed me like this, hey——"

It's not easy, it's really not easy for him to be a cheap father.

"If it's so difficult, I think it's better for you not to see her recently."

Bian Zheng looked coldly at the culprit who caused someone to be unstable and mentally stimulated, and his tone turned a few degrees cooler.

"The Bian family can still afford to raise a child."

Hearing what her friend said, Feng Xian hurriedly shook her head like a rattle, "No, no, absolutely not, this is my child, why should I use your Bian family to raise it."

There was a bit of pride in his expression, and he said triumphantly: "I am the protector chosen by King's Nest for Hui Hui, do you understand? Do you understand!"

"You do not understand!"

Bian Zheng's complexion became more complicated.

Xifengtian is a world where only spirit races and spirit birds exist. The center of the world is called the ancestral nest, where the ancestral lines of many living races gather, and the Bian and Feng clans are two of them.

In the ancestral nest, there is an extremely strange king's nest, which will choose the existence of "king" for Qi Fengtian among all spirits.

The "king" of Qifengtian, also known as Fengjun, is the person who commands all spirits of Qifengtian, and is also the thought and faith of all spirits.

When the right time comes, the King's Nest will take the "King" it has chosen, and go to the guardian it has chosen for the "King" again.

Then, accompanied by the guardian, the "king" will embark on the destined experience.

(End of this chapter)