Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

The latter listened and stroked the white ball's hair: "you know how to run around!"

He pinched his fingers, raised his eyes, and said with a faint smile: "it turned out that it was the little goddess of the Phoenix family. It's really disrespectful that she hasn't been far away!"

"Little girl is Fengxi, dare to ask you what is sacred?" If you want to protect your life, you have to be polite to people. Fengxi knows that.

It's not ordinary people who can tell the origin of the protoss in one word.

"It's nothing but idle people. How can we talk about holiness?" Hua Yichen smiles faintly. Feng's eyes sweep the visitors and says again: "it's God's will that you can enter Mo Sheng valley. If you stay here for a few days, I'll try my best to be a good host!"

"How can I refuse my kindness? But now my best friend is seriously injured. I'm afraid it's inconvenient to stay for a long time!" Feng Xi's face was a very pitiful look, without any intention.

With the sound of falling, a Yang sleeve of Hua Yichen spreads all over the sky, and the falling flowers turn into sharp weapons and come to Fengxi. The latter's blue finger turns, and countless white feathers come out. The falling flowers collide with the white feathers and fall, which is also the appearance of equal share of autumn.

Who doesn't know that the peach blossom flavor around her is stronger, but Fengxi's heart is not good, but it's too late. In the peach blossom petals flying all over the sky, Fengxi's body gradually softens, and her consciousness dissipates unconsciously.

"Huarong, throw the lotus ink into the ice flame pool!" Hua Yichen kneaded the black chessman beside him and said.

"Yes, valley master!" This man has been blessed for several generations, but he bothers the valley master of her family to help him. Huarong helps the unconscious man to go.

Warm and cool pieces in hand, flower Yichen a little thought, then hit out, ten sides, one by one pieces extremely regular around Fengxi formed a circle, faintly issued a blue light.

The people in the circle were slowly aroused by the power of Hua Yichen's palms. They sat on the ground, their eyes closed, their eyelashes as long as butterfly wings cast a shadow, and the cinnabar between their eyebrows became more and more colorful.

"One dream leads to one's way home." Hua Yichen opened his mouth lightly, then sat down in the same place, kneaded it, and the seal of God came straight from Fengxi's forehead. The light blue light disappeared in an instant, accompanied by all the memories of the divine world.

He closed his eyes slowly, and the spiritual power of his fingertips was injected into the array. Peach blossoms fell into the array one after another, circling Fengxi.

"If you meet peach blossom robbery in your dream, who will return to Jiuchong heaven?"

The blue light soared into the sky, and the dream making technique was magnificently opened: Qionglou Yuyu, Yuguan Huafu, all kinds of people, Fengxi's mind in an instant came up with countless scenes, from the day to the stars, the dream of one day and one night only stayed in the dust of flowers, a long sentence: "from now on, you will be fengqinghua, the princess of Fengguo!"

The remaining light of the array dissipated, Feng Xi's forehead was covered with sweat, and Xiu Mei was slightly wrinkled.

In a blank memory, only the words "fengqinghua, Princess of Fengguo" are deeply imprinted in my mind.

"Valley master, are you ok?" Hua Nian, with sharp eyes, picked up Hua Yichen's pale face and complained: "today haotianlei, with the seal of God, is going to those immortals who come down to the world without permission. I don't know how the little girl of the Phoenix clan is so lucky that she has to hide. It's so hard for the valley master to harm her."

The latter got up and comforted: "it's better to do it!"

"Now that you are a mortal child of the body, how can you open such a huge dreamland at the expense of your destiny?" The latter asked with some concern.

It's really not the style of our own masters to do such things that harm others but not ourselves.

Hua Yichen pinched a piece of gorgeous peach petals, looked at the boundless stars, said with a faint smile: "it must be Wan Wan who is confused again, and let her down from the thirty-three days of Sansheng road. This girl is in trouble. Sooner or later, I will help her clean up. It's better to solve it earlier."

Looking at his master's name "Wan Wan", which he called with a little favor, Hua Nian suddenly envied him.

Hua Yichen looked at the red world outside the valley and sighed: "this human world has been quiet for a long time..."

Phoenix into the world, relegated to the mortal world, regardless of your previous life, now all into this idea.

Three thousand world of mortals, forget heaven and earth, the book of destiny officially opened

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Two years later, the world of people, the wind country.

Spring breeze blowing green, lakes and mountains, the capital of the wind is pear everywhere.

It coincides with the sixteen years of the famous Princess Qinghua of Fengguo, and the first half month of Jigan ceremony, where all the noble men of the four countries have gathered.

Fengguo was originally a woman in charge of the world. Although Fenghuang died early, now the emperor and empress are in power, but fengqinghua is the only daughter under her knees.

Those who get the Phoenix and China are like those who get the wind and the country. Like this kind of beauty, they are both good. No one wants to miss it.

Although the beauty of Princess Huachang is legendary, it's well known all over the world. However, there's a tradition that all noble women cover their faces with white gauze before they get married to show their virginity.

Beauty is beauty. No one has ever seen what the princess looks like. It's very sad for these people who love beauty.

"My master has said that if anyone can draw the face of the eldest princess, he will be rewarded with a hundred taels of gold."

"While you go, it's just a hundred taels of gold. Let's listen to a thousand taels of gold, just a picture of the face under the veil of Princess Huachang!"

"Listen to me. I heard that who can paint the face of the downcast Princess Huachang? My master has promised him fame, wealth and glory for a lifetime..."

Outside the palace, there was a lot of noise. Princes and princesses of all countries did not hesitate to exchange money for painters, and they wrote down to Princess Huayan.

There is a lot of noise outside the palace, but the father and daughter in Chang'an hall are deadlocked at the moment.

"Do you really think about it?" Such a big palace, only Feng Yanqing's voice, deep let a person like falling into the abyss.

"I don't want to marry my husband, and I don't want to marry anyone. Did my father hear clearly this time?"

Feng Qinghua is dressed in white brocade, with light gauze covering her face and cinnabar between her eyebrows.

"China." Feng Yan Qing slowly raised Mou to call a.

Years have not brought any trace to the legendary empress of Fengguo. The heavy and gorgeous palace clothes on him complement each other with incomparable dignity.

Feng Qinghua raised her eyes and said, "the candidate for the son-in-law's son-in-law has already been decided by her father. It's just a passing act. What's the difference between whether the son-in-law is willing or not?"

In her father's heart, there has always been only such a vast land.

They are just pawns in his hands. They have already paved the way and have no choice.

In front of her, a strong air current came with the palm wind. Feng Qinghua was shocked, and then the two palm winds collided. Countless porcelains in the hall cracked.

Feng Qinghua's three thousand green silk is slightly disordered. It seems that some object has hit her body with the palm wind. She purses her lips, but she refuses to show weakness.