Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

She saw that the wedding procession dozens of feet away from the gate of the city, one of her Qing Dynasty, standing in the front of the front with outstanding demeanor, stiffly overwhelmed the elegant demeanor of a group of wedding envoys behind her.

Yun Jin stood with his hand in his back and looked at the front calmly. The noise of the secular world was so close to him at that moment.

He should be a new man waiting for him.

Feng Qinghua's eyes were filled with moisture. What else could make this fairy boy feel alienated.

It was wishful thinking that she tried so hard to get closer to him.

The petals flying all over the sky are fragrant, and the beautiful face is helped down from the sedan chair, and Tingting steps towards her Qingzhi.

The gorgeous woman in red bowed her head and laughed coyly.

When Yun Jin stretched out her jade like palm towards the woman, Feng Qinghua's breath stopped, and tears in her eyes could not stay.

More blurred line of sight, the hands have given her all the warmth, she robbed others.

Ha ha, everyone is envious of such talented women in the city.

What is she?

With her long white skirt, long hair dancing with the wind, and her face without a trace of blood, she is like a wandering soul with nowhere to go.

It turns out that everything has nothing to do with her, but nothing to do with her alone.

Feng Yanqing stretched out her hand, took the shining Phoenix tears, and gave a smile, showing a satisfied look.

Dull eyes have no ray of light, Feng Qinghua feel his chest mercilessly twitch, what things have been forcefully dug out in general.

Yin Hong's blood slowly oozed from his white skirt.

It's very similar to the red plum blossom in the snow, but the shape of the flower is gradually expanding, more and more shocking.

"A heartless Phoenix can even bleed. The disaster is coming. For the sake of your tears, I'll give you a ride!

The sky lit up a strange fire cloud, in a vast cloud, magnificent people can not help but praise.

Feng Yanqing looked up at the sky before she left. She felt pity for her and threw the wind sword to her.

"If you don't get Nirvana and rebirth, it's better to leave Yunjin a regret that can't be erased forever!"

After that, Feng Yanqing disappeared on the high platform.

The fire cloud in the sky is so beautiful that it makes people suffocate. Feng Qinghua holds the wind sword in her hand. Facing the wind whistling over the high platform, her rolled sleeves slowly approach the front edge.

"Three imperial concubines!"

"Look, is that the third imperial concubine on the tower?"

Some sharp eyed people under the city saw her and cried out.

The young master raises his eyes sincerely, the handsome face brushes a white, want to also don't want to shake off that woman that leads, cross layer upon layer to rush to the city downstairs.

She smiles at him, slowly draws out the sharp sword, and puts it on her white neck.

At the moment, she suddenly felt that Feng Yanqing was right. Yun Jin's marriage must be unforgettable.

"Qing Hua, put down your sword, Feng Qing Hua." The young master under the city tower blushed and yelled. He had no image to speak of. He rushed to the city tower like crazy.

"Qingzhi, every time I meet, I think I must have met you, but you never remember me. Wishful thinking is too tired, really too tired. So this time, I will forget before you

This kind of death, will be very painful!

Happy some probably won't, Feng Qing Hua thinks so, silver light in the hand delimits snow neck, blood spreads quickly.

"Don't..." the male voice who originally invited Yue is now hoarse, and seems to be a bit desperate and hasty.

After all, he came late, cloud sincerely looking at that gorgeous face, tears silent and fall.

With a bang, the wind sword fell to the ground.

Feng Qinghua's blood was red and white, and fire came from the sky.

It turns out that being burned is so painful. She looks at Yun Jin, who is dragged by several people, but just standing quietly, with a beautiful smile.

The first time I saw him cry, it was her heart that hurt.

Her Qingzhi is still that kind of cool relegation immortal. It's the best when she looks like it!

When the day comes, the fire will burst.

The thin body instantly ignited a flame of 30000 feet, and countless birds came from all directions, rushing into the sea of fire one after another, whistling and weeping blood, reflecting the clouds in the sky as gorgeous as the morning glow!

The bronze mirror in the dynasty is decorated with cinnabar, which is originally the flower of the imperial daughter of the heavenly family.

Few phoenix feather palms kill a thousand, sword dance, breeze habitat whose home.

At a glance, Gu Jun mistakenly married half of his life.

Nine days Golden Phoenix tears no time, three life obsession with a bad idea.

The man named Qingzhi, who had been missing her for the rest of her life, had become a legend of many posterity.

Just for Fengxi, he had a big dream in the world of mortals.

I don't know that I am a guest in my dream, but I forget the world.

……

Three hundred years later, North Yu Dynasty palace.

The afterglow of the setting sun shrouded the white jade side face on the green wood case, and piled up into a fold like a hill to block a lot of waste heat for her.

"Your Highness, bear king, pengniao and Hualing fairy are here again." The colorful little finches chirped in the sky for a while, while the people on the shore rubbed their eyes.

A group of embarrassed from a mother can not recognize the biological, has arrived at Fengxi in front of, suddenly a head two big.

A bear with long hair straight up and unique shape, while drawing a circle in front of her, growled wrongly: "the old bear still wants to marry his daughter-in-law. I'm making an appointment for a meeting. A gust of wind blows from the little goddess, and the mother bear is scared away!"

A "flower" with only a flower pole kept crying around Fengxi: "Your Highness, a fairy position that has been built for thousands of years by Xiaoxian is now half destroyed by your little goddess. You have to be fully responsible for it!"

It's a big turkey. It's bald. You can count it with your fingers. How many hairs are left?

This is the rhythm of crying. Fengxi kneaded her forehead and quickly stood up from the fold pile: "I'm really sorry. Chaohuanggong will double the compensation for the losses you have suffered today. Wennuan is young and doesn't understand. Please forgive me!"

She had a smile on her beautiful face, and she was very familiar with it.

The Bear King scratched his head with embarrassment and said, "we are not here for the compensation of Chaohuang palace, but this little goddess is really..."

"I have three" Fuyuan pills "just refined by Lao Jun!" The Phoenix light song appeared in the air. With a flick of the sleeve, three recovery pills with golden light floated in the air.

"Recovery pill!" Several mouths opened in surprise at the same time.

Feng Qingge's face is cold. Feng's eyes sweep there. They can hardly refuse. The entrance of the golden elixir melts in the waiting room. It's simple, rough and quick

"Forget it. Let's go. Let's go." Several complainants who gradually turned into normal people exchanged small eyes and disappeared.

"Qingge, look at your face, it can be used as a Yama Ling!" Feng Xi smile of open mind, the interest is very good of stretch out two fingers to the facial paralysis male's corner of the mouth pull out an up angle.

Feng Qingge had no choice but to let her do it, but her eyes softened unconsciously: "the little Lord is about to take over the Phoenix family, and there should be a king's wind. Why bother talking with these little fairy kings!"

Feng Xi went back to the shore and turned a few pages. Suddenly he asked him, "in other words, did you make trouble this time?"