Dragon wife and phoenix husband

Chapter 255 Flower Festival (1)
But when she thought she slipped out of Fenghuang's room without anyone noticing, Fenghuang, who had been sleeping all this time, suddenly opened his eyes. He sat up from the bed and saw blood on the quilt, some of which were still wet. .He lightly stained a trace of blood with his fingertips, looked at it in front of his eyes, and sniffed it on the tip of his nose. The color in his red eyes became more intense, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

At dawn the next day, Song Ling woke up in Phoenix's arms, as if nothing had happened last night.

When she woke up, she found that Fenghuang had already woken up, and was staring at her intently with his head turned sideways.Such a focused gaze made Song Ling blush, she raised her head and said, "Brother."

Fenghuang suddenly placed a light kiss on her cheek, "It's dawn, get up."

As he said that, he took the lead in throwing off the quilt and getting out of bed.Song Ling touched her hot cheek, but saw the long and faint scar on her hand. Although she used her true energy to heal the sword wound last night, the Yanxuan sword's energy was too strong, and she still couldn't make herself feel sick. The sword wound healed completely.

Song Ling also lifted the quilt, and she saw a white robe beside the bed. She was moved, took the robe to Fenghuang who was about to put on the red robe, and said, "Brother, you should wear this."

Phoenix's narrow red eyes looked over, he looked at the white robe for a moment, then looked at Song Ling and said, "Why do you want me to wear this?"

Song Ling said: "My brother is so good-looking, he must look better in white."

It's just a piece of clothing. If she had complimented her so much before, he would definitely put it on without hesitation.But now, after hearing her words, his red eyes were shaking with a color she couldn't understand.After a while he said: "But I hate white very much, very much." After speaking, he took the white robe from Song Ling's hand, and the white robe was smashed into pieces in an instant.

Song Ling's heart was stabbed uncontrollably, she really wanted to scold him for putting this dress on the bed since he didn't like white, but facing the current Phoenix, she couldn't say anything.Because he is now a demon, and demons are inherently moody.

When the atmosphere in the room gradually became delicate, there was a sudden noise outside, accompanied by a girl's silver bell-like laughter.Fenghuang frowned unhappily, and he walked over to open the door.Because of curiosity, Song Ling temporarily forgot the little unhappiness just now, and poked her head out behind him.

I saw at least twenty or thirty beautifully dressed banshees swaying toward the room where Fenghuang lived. When he saw Fenghuang standing in front of the room, all of them smiled brightly, but when they saw When Song Ling was behind Phoenix, more than half of the brilliant spring flowers withered.

Fenghuang said with a gloomy expression: "Without my king's permission, who let you come here?"

Song Ling pursed her lips, and said "my king" again and again, really good at putting on airs.

Phoenix's displeasure caused these spring flowers to wither completely.They restrained their smiles one by one, and said timidly: "Today is the Hundred Flowers Festival of the Demon Realm, and it is the biggest festival of the Demon Race every year. So His Majesty the Demon Lord asked us to invite His Highness the East Demon King."

Hundred Flowers Festival?Song Ling's eyes lit up immediately when she heard the name. She never expected that there would be a festival with such an elegant name in the Demon Race, so she must experience it.Song Ling took a closer look at these banshees and their decorations. Could it be that these are all flower demons?
Hearing what the banshees said, Fenghuang didn't say whether to go or not, but suddenly turned his head lightly, and bumped into the excited light in Song Ling's eyes.

"You want to go?" He asked in a low voice.

Song Ling was stunned for a moment, this Phoenix is ​​uncertain now, maybe she said she wanted to go and he would not go instead.So she said: "Xiaojin still listens to his brother, where does brother go, and where does Xiaojin go."

The corners of Fenghuang's lips twitched slightly, and he looked at the flower demons again: "Since His Majesty the Demon Lord sent everyone to invite me, if I don't go, wouldn't it be a disgrace to His Majesty the Demon Lord and all the beauties? Let's go."

Those flower demons who were still silent like cicadas became all smiles again.Fenghuang was surrounded by some bold flower demons in front, and Song Ling had no choice but to stay at the back like a follower.

A flower demon who looked like a peony suddenly stood beside Song Ling. She looked Song Ling up and down, and when Song Ling was getting hairy from her whole body, she said "tsk" and said: "I I always thought His Highness the Eastern Demon King was not interested in women, so he likes you. She is a beauty, but unfortunately she looks younger, His Highness the Eastern Demon King is so tall and mighty, how can a younger sister with such a small body bear it?"

Song Ling blushed again. A banshee is a banshee, and her words were a bit blatant.

The peony flower demon sighed: "As the saying goes, if a peony flower dies, even being a ghost is romantic. But why does His Highness the East Demon King look down on me, Peony? My sister, please tell my sister, how can His Highness the East Demon King like me?"

"What do you like?" A deep voice suddenly sounded beside them. Song Ling and the peony flower demon raised their heads together. It turned out that Fenghuang, who was standing at the front of the crowd, had stood beside them at some point.

"Ah!" The peony flower demon shrieked in embarrassment, she who had spoken boldly just now didn't dare to look at Fenghuang, and slid into the crowd like a rabbit.

Only Song Ling was still standing there and looked at Fenghuang foolishly.Fenghuang was still persistently asking: "What do you say you like?"

Song Ling curled her lips, she couldn't believe that this guy hadn't heard, and was still pretending to be here, so she raised her head and said innocently: "I like brother, didn't brother see that these banshees really like brother? ?”

She spoke in a loud voice on purpose, and all the banshees heard her.No matter how bold and unrestrained these banshees were, they all blushed when they heard that Song Ling had "confessed" to Fenghuang for them so straightforwardly.Fenghuang's brows twitched. Song Ling didn't know whether he was angry or proud, but he saw that he was holding her hand firmly and walking forward quickly.

The sword wound on Song Ling's hand hadn't healed yet, and when Fenghuang gripped it so hard, he couldn't help but gasped in pain.Fenghuang stopped and raised her hand, only to see a long and faint scar almost spanning her entire palm.Fenghuang frowned, "How did you do it?"

(End of this chapter)