Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

Cloud sincerely black pupil of the eye at the moment is heartache is affectionate or.

It's too complicated for her to see clearly. She can only hear Qingyue's male voice now covering everything in the world.

"I sacrifice to the common people with my body, I save the common people with my life, and I save my love with my heart. The fault Fengxi committed today and the disaster of the common people are all borne by Yunjin alone!" Yun Jin draws his sword and points to the sky with a blood oath. It seems that his body is shining. All the blood stains on his body have faded away. The colorful glow lights up the originally cloudy sky, and the evil spirit has dissipated!

I cross my love with my heart. The delicate heart floating between Fengxi and Yunjin shows the past seven years ago

That day was also such a scene of confrontation between the immortal and the devil. Yan Qingxian fell into the devil and washed the fairyland with blood.

At that time, a little white phoenix named Fengxi passed juechen mountain.

On that day, a cultivator named Yunjin experienced a disaster at a critical time.

She just looked at him under the pear tree, was hurt by the magic light, and hit him from the cloud.

He just picked up a little white bird under the pear tree and healed his wound. He was killed by the thunder!

"I'd like to offer you a heart of seven tricks. You're my man. No, you're my fairy!" See cloud sincerely but mistake lifetime, with heart mutually pay, rob margin and arrive!

She blocked the thunder for him, and then she became an unintentional little phoenix of second goods. She had no spiritual power and rebuilt her human form.

"Well!" When he woke up, his spiritual power increased sharply. He broke through the thirty-six natural calamities and ascended to the immortal. When he was in danger, he was ordered to ascend to the position of immortal. He was determined to serve the common people in the world.

She didn't know that he was the unique and independent Yun Jinxian Zun in the future, and he didn't know that she was the little goddess of the Phoenix family in the form of waste material. In the memory of 7000 years, she left only the moment before she was in a coma, only a gorgeous figure in white and a flowing heart!

Cloud sincerely warm voice mouth, just as the first time: "Xi'er, these seven thousand years, I am looking for you all the time, but I can't imagine that you will always be at my side, in the top of the dust breaking juechen, accompany me to see so many years of flowers blooming and falling, clouds rolling and clouds comfortable."

At the moment, Fengxi is as numb as a bird. He always loves her!

Yun Jin uses his last power to penetrate Fengxi's body, but his body is more and more transparent. He looks at everything with a smile.

The anger on her body is gone, and the red dress has become the original white dress. She has a plain face and a clear face. She is still beautiful. She can clearly feel the hot heart in her chest!

It was originally her, the fairy in white in his countless dreams. Yun Jin embraced her in his arms, and the corners of his mouth rose gently.

"Martial uncle." Phoenix Xi slightly warble of calling him, Phoenix Xi leaning in his arms, quietly feeling the last bit of sweet.

He said: "take good care of wennuan. Don't tell her xianzun's father is gone! I planted the pear blossom on the top of juechen for you. If you and Nuan are willing, stay here! "

"Well!"

He said, "just take good care of yourself. The world has nothing to do with us."

"Well!"

He said: "even if the soul scattered nine days away, I will guard you forever!"

Her tears filled the frame, trembling and unable to speak.

He said, "Xi'er, don't cry. Look up at the sky. The clouds are always there!"

He toward her gentle smile, warm cool kiss fell in her forehead, some ethereal, Fengxi pull his gradually transparent sleeve, so quietly watching him into flying smoke dissipated in the sky, do not cry, just tears fall silent!

Snow flying, flying in the air, a generation of xianzun eclosion, poor day see, Phoenix Xi lift eyes, stretch out his hands and then float down the snow!

"Martial uncle, why is there no snow on the top of juechen?"

Cloud sincerely doubts: "Xi son, like snow very much?

The latter scratched his head: "as long as it's white, I like it!"

"But juechen mountain has never had snow. How about pear blossom snow?"

"Count it."

If there was something wrong between them, it was only under the pear tree that year that she looked at him more!

It's just an unintentional glance. From then on, the six ways of gods and demons have been entangled for thousands of years, and all of them are for him!

The head of the fairyland is sacrificed by the soul. All things return to their original position, and everything can be easily solved.

But at the same time, natural vision, dark clouds all over the sky, thunder whimpering, six world flying snow, all shrouded in silence.

A flash of lightning broke through the clouds, and a girl in pink was sitting on the crystal lotus platform, surrounded by auspicious light. She was constantly reciting, and her jade fingers were like dancing with flowers.

Soon after, the color of the lotus print on the forehead of the lotus ink gradually became pink, flying like a living creature, and the lips of the cherry blossom gently. The lotus flower, centered on this woman, bloomed like a dream.

Exhale breath, a dark lotus core slowly spit out from her mouth, seems to have boundless brilliance, light up the sky, black color quickly dispersed.

"Amo, you are crazy!"

In the light pink lotus sea, Xi Yanjun wears a purple flowing cloud robe against the light. His beautiful face is less gorgeous and more fierce because of his anger.

Xi Yan Jun, if he was facing others, he would have been scared to death or confused.

But this lotus ink bottle seems to be unheard of. It concentrates its own power between its palms and injects it into the dark lotus core.

Silent, but it is really necessary!

As soon as this girl's stubborn temper comes up, no one can persuade her. I cherish Yan Jun's deep experience. At this time, I don't need to say more. I knead it with my right hand, and a lavender divine power checks and balances the ink lotus core floating in the air, preventing lotus Mo from flowing into it.

Xi Yan doesn't speak to her, but she is obviously not happy. Lian Mo starts up fiercely, and her heart adds to the transmission of divine power.

In the sky above the top of juechen, there are two magic powers, one pink and one purple, which are led by the ink lotus heart. Each of them shows his magic power. The peach blossom eyes of Xi Yan are slightly raised: "ah Mo, don't make trouble! You can play whatever you want, but you can't make fun of your own life! "

Between the words, Xi Yanjun's spirit finger moved, and the lavender power immediately gained the upper hand. The pale pink power in the ink heart began to slowly return to lianmo's body.

In the past hundred thousand years, this elder martial brother of beauty has called her too much. Only when he was really serious about the word "ah Mo" would he call her out.

In vain, Lin Mo xiaozun claims to be invincible all over the world, but he has never played with him. Occasionally, he makes a little fight and makes a little trouble because he cherishes Yan and asks her to spoil her. Today, when he does it, he knows that the disparity is too big to be estimated.

"Elder martial brother!" Lianmo gritted her teeth to keep the power from flowing back into her body, and her eyes began to moisten: "elder martial brother, the power of the God dissipates. There is an endless long time to practice again, but xiaoxier has only one martial uncle and Nuan has only one father. Without him, he can't come back!"