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321 Little Phoenix 2
After finishing speaking, the two left hand in hand, and went straight to the third elder's study.

Sheng'er couldn't help laughing at Bei Langxie who was walking very fast without even saying hello.

Tan Tan walked up to Mother, pointed to the thirty white phoenixes not far away, and asked, "Mother, what should they do?"

"What should we do? Let's do whatever we want!" Sheng'er rubbed her eyebrows. It seemed that Baixi was serious. How could her hidden guard serve as the Phoenix Guard? It was better for her to do it herself.

But not now, but in the future, the most important thing is to inquire about Little Phoenix's whereabouts.

The mother and son found a secret place together with Long Shaoqing, and waited in peace.

Of course, Sheng'er would not completely rely on Baixi, she took this opportunity to ask Tan Tan and Long Shaoqing to protect her, sit cross-legged, release her spiritual consciousness, trying to sense the trace of little phoenix.

However, she didn't dare to overindulge her spiritual sense to wander, after all, this is Fengwu Mountain, there are many unknown strengths and dangers, if she is caught, it will not be worth the loss.

She just carefully scattered a ray of telepathy from the depths of her heart, trying to sense the specific location of the little phoenix with the tacit understanding she had had with the little phoenix for many years.

A ray of spiritual consciousness slowly dispersed from the body, wandering in Fengwu Mountain, carefully avoiding a few powerful places that Sheng'er thought he could not shake, and continued to search.

Her spiritual sense avoided several majestic and majestic buildings, and when she passed a small courtyard, she suddenly felt that there seemed to be something attracting her, so she floated involuntarily.

The small courtyard is very tidy and clean, the flowers and plants are treated to complement each other, it is very elegant and comfortable, Sheng'er can't help but like this kind of courtyard.

Her spiritual consciousness continued to float away, directly into the room through the slightly opened window lattice.

The moment she entered the room, her spiritual consciousness was almost frightened away!
There are portraits of people hanging on the walls of the whole house, and the paintings are still the same person, wearing the same green dress!

What shocked Sheng'er the most was that the characters in the painting, whether it was clothing, hair color, demeanor, or even the expression in their eyes, were all [-]% like her!
It was Sheng'er herself who looked like she was alive!

Why are there so many portraits of myself here?
Sheng'er was amazed immediately, her spiritual sense floated to the portrait, she watched it carefully, Sheng'er wanted to see what was going on in it.

I saw that some of the women in the painting were sitting casually, looking at the distance with a leisurely expression, and the brows were full of gentleness and softness.

Some are naturally leaning against a big tree, with their hands folded behind their heads, their eyes are either happy or angry, and the corners of their mouths are raised, looking cute and cute.

There were others, who seemed to be angry, turned sideways, pouted their mouths, puffed up their cheeks, and looked angry.

Others were in the state of falling asleep, lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully, with their brows and eyes stretched, and their pink lips slightly drawn, as if they were having a good dream.

Others are dancing with a sword, swinging the sword like rain, airtight, showing her soft figure while showing her superb swordsmanship.

There is also a woman who seems to be acting like a baby to someone, her delicate pink lips are slightly pursed, with a cute look of "If you don't coax me, I won't laugh"
There are also women who seem to be seriously injured, dying, with a miserable face, which makes people feel pitiful...

And there are...

(End of this chapter)