Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

"Father?" Feng Xi hears speech a Leng, immediately says with a smile: "the devil is afraid to make a mistake, Feng Xi always has only mother Huang, where come of father Zun?"

This is very sarcastic.

If we say that her affection for the mother emperor can become strong with the change of time, the so-called father respect is absolutely impossible.

"Why don't you believe it?" Feng Yanqing's falling magic seal was folded several times by this frown.

Feng Xi calmly sat on his face green, with a smile: "I believe, what do you want? I don't believe it. What can you do? "

"Girl, you look like your mother when she was young!" Feng Yanqing eyebrows and smile, but in the next moment, a change of the subject: "the same conceited people hate!"

A wave of anger rose, Feng Xi Fu Rose: "if the devil doesn't like it, you don't have to meet each other, so as not to be tired of seeing each other twice!"

"Girl, is that how Yunjin teaches you etiquette?" It's probably the first time that Lord mozun has been dishonoured, and that person is still his own daughter.

How can such a person wear white? Feng Xi glanced at him and said with a sneer, "martial uncle said that gods and demons are different. What's the etiquette with you, the leader of the demon world?"

In the face of Feng Yanqing, Feng Xi's rare bad temper is out.

It's almost a big fight. In fact, Fengxi's own son privately estimated that she is a demon. Although she is not weak now, it's very unwise for her to try to be brave when she is alone.

"The difference between gods and demons? That's what Yun Jin taught you? " When Feng Yanqing talked about Yun Jin, she had a trace of sarcasm: "I am a devil, then what do you think you are?"

Phoenix Xi Leng Leng, and then said: "this seat is the head of the Phoenix family, naturally is the descendant of the protoss!"

"Descendants of the protoss! Ha ha ha The demon lord laughed and looked at her like pity: "you are my daughter. Naturally, you have half of my blood. Otherwise, you think that the six realms are so big that I can find you. It's just that your magic idea has been born and is becoming stronger and stronger. I've come to take you to the right place!"

Is it her growing possessiveness?

How can it be that she is a God and a devil?

"Feng Yanqing!" Peach blossom face is already pale colorless, Phoenix Xi almost low roar out a voice: "you obviously already for that woman fall into evil way, why still want to hurt my mother emperor, why also want to harm me?"

"Girl, my father is clearly helping you. The peace on the surface can't last long. Is it really unimportant for you to forget those things you've forgotten for 300 years? You obviously mind that the more depressed these desires are, the more difficult it is to eliminate them. Let's wait for your father to review them for you! " The evil spirit is surging, and Feng Yanqing's voice is pure and charming, playing the role of a good father.

Three hundred years ago, Fengxi was caught off guard by the magic light all over the sky.

"Girl, what you see in this is all the persistent thoughts in your heart. It's no wonder that my father didn't remind you that the evil thoughts are born, and you are the evil!"

Feng Yanqing's words reverberated in the whole illusory situation, which made Feng Xi's eardrum ache.

How to do? If she is a devil, if she is a devil, then she and martial uncle will be impossible again.

As the whirlpool gradually dissipated, a large area of pear trees appeared in front of Fengxi's eyes. At dusk, the mountains were empty and the cold clouds and mist were thin.

The wind is blowing, the cloud sleeves are flying, and Fengxi walks into the pear blossom forest. It seems that it was the top of the dust a long time ago. A flower and a grass seem to be no different.

"Ah Jin!" Walking forward, a beauty leans on the couch and smiles at the owner in white. Her eyes are as gentle as water.

That cloud sincerely sits beside her, plucking orange for her, the corner of the mouth smiles to bloom.

Men and women in white are getting along with each other in a tender way. They are like the people in the painting.

To see the woman's face, Feng Xi's fingertips unconsciously pinch into the meat, but can't feel the pain, the woman who laughs around Yun Jin is shiye.

Shiye, who let her leave the top of juechen, regardless of the friendship of a hundred years!

When she was dying, she fell weakly in Yunjin's arms and picked up the leaves.

It turned out that she had hatred after all.

What she thought she didn't care about had already taken root in the depth of resentment. How could she not hate the person who forcibly deprived her only warmth from her life!

Perhaps, she hated the person is actually martial uncle, clearly only give her a person's gentle, how can easily give to other women.

She is the daughter of the devil, and the hidden demons will erupt one day!

At the beginning, she gave up the Nuwa stone, but it was also because of her little selfishness. The deeper the martial uncle's guilt, the heavier her position in his heart.

If you can do it again, maybe she chooses to use the power of purification to let shiye disappear. What life-saving grace 7000 years ago, what your love and concubine's will will all come to an end!

Kill read together, evil nature surge!

The shadow flashed, and the pear tree split and closed around. Fengxi looked around. There was a male voice calling for help, as if it had been many years ago.

Difficult to escape juechen disciple, a flash of branches, this scene is too familiar, Fengxi quickly step forward.

What is striking is that the smiling and charming face of shiye is so similar that when they are opposite, they are the same as looking in the mirror.

What's different is that shiye didn't give her hand directly. After she got rid of the dying disciple, she looked at her with a smile. The more she laughed, the colder she was. She said slowly, "Fengxi, you're here at last!"

Feng Xi frowns slightly, can't say what's wrong in the end, but in the bottom of my heart, there is a strange idea of killing.

This person is more like herself than she is. How can she stay?

Kill? Kill? Kill!

With her present spiritual power, shiye is no longer her opponent. As long as she is willing to fight, shiye has no reason to survive.

But why is her hand shaking?

"I see you for the first time. Somehow, I feel like I've met you before!"

"Ah, he treats everyone very well. Even if you look a little like me, he has more pity."

Hidden in the heart of the deepest resentment never mentioned, but the original words have never forgotten.

"Why, you want to kill me?" Shiye seemed to be able to see through everything about her. She approached her step by step, reached out her hand and stroked her cheek, tut tut said with a smile, "are you not afraid that your martial uncle is sad?"

Sad? Martial uncle will be sad! Feng Xi droops his eyes and murmurs in his mouth.

"I believe you, but you can't stay in juechen mountain!" Under the tree, the martial uncle held the weak and helpless shiye in his arms, but he hurt her with the most merciless words.

Are you complaining? How can we not complain?

The smile on the corner of the woman's mouth gradually dispersed and became full of sarcasm, "Fengxi, you are so pitiful. You dare not let go of love when you love, but you can't do your best to hate when you hate!"