The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 352 He is jealous of his father-in-law

The corners of the eight elders' lips twitched when they heard this.

The primate flicked his sleeve robe and glared at her angrily, "When will I agree?"

Feng Qianya glanced at him, picked up the red luan sword on the ground, and put it into the Phoenix ring.

Elder Ling looked at Feng Qianya angrily, and said the best thing: "I can help you save Feng Qingjue, but you must promise me that once Feng Qingjue is resurrected, you will drink the holy water and become a A true saint, marry your man, An Ling Yifeng."

Hearing this, Feng Qianya glanced at Xuanyuan Mochen, and then at Elder Ling, with a seductive smile on her lips, "It's a deal."

"Ya'er..." Although Xuanyuan Mochen knew that Feng Qianya was an expedient measure, he still felt extremely uncomfortable when he heard that she agreed to marry An Ling Yifeng.

Feng Qianya walked up to him, put her pink lips behind his ear, and whispered, "Don't worry, baby, I'm still yours."

Xuanyuan Mochen looked at her deeply with her phoenix eyes, and put her crimson lips behind his ears, and said in a domineering tone: "Ya'er can only be mine, if Ya'er dares to marry someone else, I will marry Ya'er." The corpse of the dead man is broken into thousands of pieces."

Seeing that Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen were extremely affectionate again, Elder Ling blew his beard and stared angrily, and with a wave of his sleeve, a door of light appeared out of thin air.

The eight elders entered first.

Feng Qianya, Xuanyuan Mochen, Anling Yifeng, and Yu Xiaohan entered afterward.

When they reappeared, they were already in front of Feng Qingjue's ice coffin in the Ice Tomb Palace.

Feng Qianya bit her middle finger, flew to the ice coffin, dripped her own blood into Feng Qingjue's mouth, and then fed him Juling Pill.

After seeing him swallow the spirit gathering pill, she flew back to Xuanyuan Mochen's side again.

The eight elders stood in a row and first forced out the Ice Soul Orb from Feng Qingjue's body, then the eight elders put their right index and middle fingers together and pointed at Feng Qingjue in the ice coffin.

The white light emitted from the fingers of the eight people continuously poured into Feng Qingjue's body.

After a while, he saw his sword-like brows slightly raised, and his bony fingers moved twice.

Suddenly, his tightly closed eyes opened suddenly, they were a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, very seductive, if you take a look, you will be mesmerized.

After waking up, he inspected the surrounding area, and Xidi flew out of the ice coffin and flew straight to the elder spirit.

He smiled slightly, and his peach blossom eyes turned into crescent moons, extremely beautiful, his bony fingers lightly picked Elder Ling's chin, his handsome face was a little closer to Elder Ling's old face.

At first glance, he looks like he wants to kiss the elders.

Elder Ling blew his beard and stared angrily because of Feng Qingjue's frivolous behavior, "Feng Qingjue, you... what do you want to do?"

Feng Qingjue looked at Elder Ling with a smile on his face, and said in a low and charming voice: "Old Ling, didn't I say that when I wake up, I will play a song for you? Wait, I will definitely keep my word. We have been together for so many years No, should I kiss one as a gift?"

Hearing this, Elder Ling blew his beard and stared angrily, "Feng Qingjue, you are ridiculous, since you are awake, leave the Phoenix Sacred Clan immediately."

Seeing that Elder Ling's old-fashioned face was turning green, Feng Qingjue let him go, loosened his shoulders, and said with some embarrassment: "Old man Ling, I'm really sorry, I really want to leave the Phoenix Sacred Clan, but you know Yes, it's not that I don't want to leave, it's that it won't let me go."

Feng Qingjue looked at Elder Ling, pointing his knuckle fingers at his own heart.

Seeing this, the spiritual elder was furious and blew his beard desperately.

In the next second, the sound of "bang bang bang" was heard, and Feng Qingjue's figure flashed very quickly, passing in front of the eight elders like a gust of wind.

And the eight elders touched their foreheads that Feng Qingjue had knocked with his fist, and frowned.

Feng Qingjue knocked on the foreheads of the eight elders as fast as she could, and jumped in front of Feng Qianya in a flash. She narrowed her peach blossom eyes, looked at her carefully, and then spread her arms, "Little Youyou, come let me Daddy hug."

After the words fell, he rushed towards Feng Qianya.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya narrowed her eyes and kicked her legs, as long as Feng Qingjue rushed over, she would kick over.

Suddenly, a slender figure stood in front of her, and Feng Qingjue just hugged that slender figure.

Gao Chang's figure was Xuanyuan Mochen, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked down at Feng Qingjue who was hugging him, the corners of his lips twitched, and he said in a low voice: "Ya'er can only be hugged by me, even if it is my father-in-law You can't even hug."

Hearing this, Feng Qingjue, who hugged the wrong person, let go of Xuanyuan Mochen, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and shot a sharp look in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, but a smile was drawn on the corners of his lips, "Young man, fighting against father-in-law is harmless One benefit."

Xuanyuan Mochen stared at the handsome man in front of him who was about the same age as him. Although he was Feng Qianya's father, he was too young, and he still couldn't regard him as her father, so he couldn't accept him holding Feng Qianya.

When Feng Qianya saw Xuanyuan Mochen standing in front of her, she smiled slightly, this fool even took Feng Qingjue's jealousy.

Feng Qingjue embraced her hands, her beautiful peach blossom eyes carefully sized Xuanyuan Mochen up, and a faint smile was drawn on the corners of her lips.

Seeing that he didn't intend to get out of the way, he squinted at An Ling Yifeng, jumped in front of An Ling Yifeng, reached out and tapped his white forehead, "Yifeng, I haven't dealt with Xiao Youyou yet." Is it? But don't worry, I will teach you, your third uncle."

When An Lingyi heard the words, his clear eyes fixed on Feng Qianya, his handsome brows furrowed deeply, then he stared at Feng Qingjue again, and asked sincerely: "Third Martial Uncle, what do you mean by getting it done?"

Hearing this, Feng Qing definitely wanted to pry open his head to see if it contained bean curd.

As a nephew of his, he is good at Taoism and immortality, so why is he so stupid about this matter between men and women?It seems that he has to help him, otherwise, I'm afraid he will be alone like his senior brother Xiaoyangzi for the rest of his life.

If his senior brother hadn't done it for him and Ziyou back then, if it hadn't been for saving him, how could he not have achieved the right result until now.

He knew that his senior brother really loved Ziyou, but his senior brother sacrificed a lot for him and for Ziyou.

Perhaps God wanted him to make up for his senior brother, so that An Ling Yifeng, the only disciple of his senior brother, became the man of God for the next generation of the Phoenix Holy Clan.

This time, he helped his only senior nephew to marry his only daughter, not only for his senior nephew, but also for his senior brother, his only daughter.

He knows better than anyone else that the sage of the Phoenix Sacred Clan can only marry the man appointed by God, otherwise, he will surely be wiped out.

He didn't want him and Ziyou's only daughter to be wiped out like this.

Back then, he was the one who went against the sky, exhausted all his strength, and died for Ziyou, so that Ziyou would not be wiped out, but he caused his senior brother to never be able to achieve a positive result.

He doesn't regret dying for his favorite Ziyou, but it has always been a grudge in his heart that he killed his senior brother.

Therefore, he will not let what happened back then repeat itself.

He raised his eyes to look at An Ling Yifeng, and smiled, "Third Master Uncle will teach you slowly."

At this time, Elder Ling looked at Feng Qianya, "I have fulfilled what I promised you, should the girl also fulfill her promise?"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen pulled Feng Qianya into his arms, narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, stared at Elder Ling with a cold gaze, and said in a cold voice, "Ya'er is my wife, she will not marry anyone."

Hearing Xuanyuan Mochen's words, Feng Qingjue glared at him. On him, he seemed to see himself back then. He was also holding his You Baobei like that at that time, saying that he would not let her marry anyone , even if that person is his senior brother.

Immediately, he approached Xuanyuan Mochen, his peach blossom eyes glanced at Feng Qianya in his arms, and then he raised his eyes to look at him, "I know you love Xiao Youyou very much, but you will end up like me, because her Compromise between life and death, I can die for Little Youyou's mother, can you? Even if you can, you still don't have the ability to keep Little Youyou from being wiped out?"

Hearing Feng Qingjue's words, Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows, raised her lips and said, "I don't care about being wiped out, as long as I can live and die with my baby."

Feng Qingjue looked at Feng Qianya, in her body, he saw her mother's firmness back then, willing to live and die with him.

It's a pity that he failed to live and die with her mother. At the last moment, when he saw with his own eyes that his favorite You Baobei was about to disappear forever, he compromised, just because he loved her deeply. She, so he was reluctant to let her die.

In the end, he died and she lived. From then on, yin and yang were separated.

He believed that if Xuanyuan Mochen really loved his daughter, at the last moment, he would definitely compromise with him, and he would definitely be reluctant to watch her disappear into ashes.

Immediately, he raised his eyes to look at Xuanyuan Mochen, and said in a voice: "A man really loves a woman and is willing to die for her, but he can't just watch her die. You will understand one day."

When Xuanyuan Mochen heard his words, he tightened his arms and hugged Feng Qianya tightly, but his heart was shaken a little because of Feng Qingjue's words. He loved her, so he was reluctant to let her die.

Elder Ling heard what Feng Qing said to Xuanyuan Mochen, and looked at him with a smile, "Feng Qingjue, it seems that you have figured it out."

Hearing this, Feng Qingjue raised his sword eyebrows lightly, and looked at Elder Ling with peach blossom eyes, "It's one thing to figure it out, even if you give me another chance, I will still be the same as before."

Elder Ling heard the words, the smile on his face receded, and he flicked his sleeve robe, "You are stubborn, since you have been resurrected, go back to your Xiaoyang Mountain immediately."

After saying those words, Elder Ling and several other elders stood in a row, with their fingers close together standing next to their mouths, meditating something, only to see a shiny silver door appear out of nowhere.

Seeing this, Feng Qingjue narrowed her peach blossom eyes, "Old man Ling, I just woke up, and I have to see my baby you, I won't leave."

After saying that, he glanced at Anling Yifeng, "Yifeng, take care of Xiaoyouyou."

After he finished speaking, he put his fingers together and muttered silently, a silver light shot out between his fingers, drawing a silver opening in mid-air, and then he flew in, and the silver opening disappeared immediately.

Seeing this, Elder Ling said angrily: "Stop him, and never let him see Ziyou Ziyou again."

(End of this chapter)