The petals of the begonia petals rustled down. After Yan Chaosheng said these words, he didn't dare to look at her reaction for a moment.

Unexpectedly? The girl said softly: "Yeah."

With a soft nasal voice, the two of them looked at this topic for the first time. Yan Chaosheng sat on the stone bench and raised his eyes to look at her.

She was also looking at him. When their eyes met, she was stunned, moved her eyes away, and changed the subject with a stumbling expression: "I?...I? I'd better give you some treatment."

He was moved by her emotions, and his cheeks began to heat up. Such a smart person, at this moment, he subconsciously responded: "Well... okay." He completely forgot that he had already refused her treatment for him once.

She turned behind him. Yan Chaosheng held his breath and tensed up his body.

Yan Chaosheng has never had such a moment. The snake instinct inspired by his Yuanshen has never been like this. In fact, he has always been an emotionally restrained person, even when he was a little monster. He has been in the fairyland for several years and was

When people are bullied and excluded, they just look calm and remain silent.

For the first time, he couldn't even see her face. She was standing behind him, and he even breathed softly for fear of scaring her away.

Gentle spiritual power enveloped his back, and under the power of Hui Ling, his injuries healed quickly. Although this did not relieve the pain of losing half of his Yuan Dan, at this moment, he felt no pain at all.

He clenched the corners of his clothes tightly with his fingers and pursed his lips slightly upward.

Fu Heng followed him worriedly and saw this situation. He had been with Yan Chao for so long, so it was not like he had never seen his smile before.

However, the mountain master was either sneering or laughing sarcastically. This was the first time Fu Heng saw him showing such an expression. It was like the joy of a person who is afraid of being hurt and is easily satisfied when he learns that he has not been hurt.

The begonia flower fell on the mountain master's shoulder, but he did not move. He came on his own, and the mountain master's alertness did not even notice it.

Fu Heng paused for a moment, did not bother him, and left quietly.

In the Heavenly Palace, Feng Fuming, the crown prince of the Heavenly Clan, put on a suit of armor and was about to lead his troops to attack the Demon Palace.

Bai Zhuixu's death is like a pebble thrown into the lake. The other three fairylands did not obey the orders of the Heavenly Lord. Now that Bai Zhuixu is dead and Kong Sang has gained a new spiritual vein, already? They refuse to sacrifice their clan members.

The disciples set out to conquer the demon clan with their lives.

However, Kunlun's spiritual veins were in turmoil and there were countless casualties. The young master Jimo Shaoyou had no time to take care of himself and ordered the withdrawal of troops.

The only one left who is still willing to obey orders is the Nagaryuki family.

However, although Ji Xianghan, the young master of the Ji family, is a woman, she is not an efficient lamp. Just say that thousands of years ago, she was still a girl. You can tell her thoughts by using tricks to maim her stepbrother.

?Very deep. It is impossible to surrender obediently.

The Demon Palace refused to accept the punishment, and despised the shame of the Heavenly Clan. Feng Fuming decided to kill him with his own hands. Let others see what the consequences would be if they disobeyed.

The Concubine Tian came over in a hurry: "Fu Ming, go and see your father first. Your father is vomiting blood."

Feng Fuming raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "He really knows how to choose the right time."

Concubine Tian looked at him cautiously: "He said he had something important to explain."

Feng Fuming sheathed his weapon and smiled gently: "I'm going to have a look. The Demon Palace is just a bunch of rabble. It won't take more than a while."

He walked into the main hall of the Heavenly Palace, walking calmly and gracefully. When he saw his immortal maids, they all bowed their heads in salute, not daring to look at His Highness the Crown Prince's expression.

I don't know why, even though His Highness the Crown Prince is always smiling, they are more afraid of him than the upright-faced Tianjun.

Feng Fuming walked to the very back, where he saw a sickly old man, leaning on the bedside, panting and looking at him. He was the current monarch of the Four Great Immortals, His Majesty the Heavenly King.

Feng Fuming walked over and covered him with a quilt carefully: "Father called me? What are you doing here?"

Tianjun said: "Fu Ming, you still hate me??"

"Hate?" Feng Fuming shook his head, "How could I hate my father? Aren't I cleaning up the mess left by my ancestors? The prophecies left by the clan correspond to the demonic aura revealed by Kongsang's spiritual veins. After the spiritual veins are exhausted,

That day will be the time when the demon clan prospers and the royal family changes."

Feng Fuming's words were warm and gentle, and he told Tianjun in detail: "My grandfather killed the king and usurped the throne, and drove out the Xiangyao royal family. He was in panic on his deathbed, always afraid that the royal family would still have blood outside, like a frightened bird. Now, the spiritual veins have begun.

Exhausted, I? If I don't kill them, keep them and wait for them to grow stronger? In order to keep the Feng family's position as the heavenly king and never have future troubles, I can just kill all the monsters in the world. Otherwise, like you and your grandfather, you will be in panic and worry all day long.

Isn’t it pitiful that my head is not saved? I don’t know how long I will be able to sit on the throne of the Heavenly King.”

Tianjun's face darkened.

But now, he can't blame Feng Fu for his fate. When the royal family fell, all the immortal clans coveted the spiritual veins derived from the heavenly way, hoping that their own people would forever be the masters of the Eight Wastelands. They divided the spiritual veins and created

Four wonderlands.

The Feng clan killed the most monsters, and even the king died under their swords.

Feng Fuming's grandfather killed the king and took the position of Heavenly King. It was originally agreed that the next Heavenly King would be selected from among the capable people in the four immortal realms, but the old Heavenly King had selfish motives and passed it on to his son.

The current Heavenly Lord has mediocre qualifications, and he should not take the position of Heavenly Lord. However, the Feng family’s spiritual veins are the broadest, and the spiritual power of the people is also the strongest. Therefore, although the other three immortal realms were unwilling to accept it, they did not say much.

What, let him hang a false title.

If the spiritual veins are maintained for one day, the Feng clan will be prosperous forever.

Tianjun's eyes were already cloudy, and Feng Fuming looked down at Tianjun, knowing that he wouldn't live long.

Tianjun said: "The seal is in the Zhengyuan Palace. If I die, you will take over the position of Tianjun. You must protect the Feng clan... ahem..."

Feng Fuming listened quietly and rarely objected.

Tianjun gritted his teeth, knowing that although his son was ambitious, he should be able to protect his people, so there was no need to worry too much.

Taijun said again: "There are some things, and it is time to tell you. You must not massacre all the people of the demon clan."

"Why?"

Tianjun's eyes darkened: "Do you know why the Celestial Clan's immortal veins never dry up?"

Fengfu Ming's lips are raised, indicating that he is listening attentively.

Tianjun closed his eyes: "The way of heaven is supposed to be a check and balance. The spiritual veins fell apart and created the four great fairylands. If you go against the way of heaven, you will inevitably face depletion. To solve this problem, you can put the demon Yuan Dan into the spiritual veins.

Among them, no one except the Feng family discovered this secret."

Therefore, for tens of thousands of years, the spiritual veins of the Feng clan have flowed into rivers of blood. On the surface, they are vast and clear and never dry up. No one has even discovered this secret. The demon clan has a low status and will die when it dies.

Wouldn't they go up here? Lenovo, every ten years, the Feng family kills a large number of monsters and invests Yuan Dan into them.

Feng Fuming chuckled: "You think I don't know? Now that the demon clan has risen, it is not so easy to kill, and it is difficult to hide it from other people. That's why the child would give such an order to kill him.

Kill the Bahuang monster clan and help you and your grandfather clean up the mess."

Tianjun looked at him in shock: "You...you want..."

It turned out that the moment Mi Chu said that the demonic energy appeared in the spiritual veins, Feng Fuming began to plan to kill all the demon clan and then unite the spiritual veins of the four immortal realms.

In this way, the demon clan cannot respond to the prophecy, and a new royal family appears. After the spiritual veins are combined, they do not need to be exhausted. The Feng family can hold on to the spiritual veins and belong to them, and can always sit firmly in the position of Tianjun. This is such a big game, Tianjun is frightened, Feng

Since Fu Ming already knows this, why don’t you keep him as your own heavenly king?

Feng Fu nodded his wrist and said softly: "I'm just curious, when will my father no longer want to continue his life and be willing to die?"

Tianjun's face turned red: "Evil son!"

Feng Fuming chuckled and patted his back: "No, I'm just watching to see if my father will still use formations to transfer his children's lifespan and talents to extend his life like he did when he was a child.

.But thinking about it, you are really bad, and that formation cannot save you many times. Otherwise, how could father let me go?"

Feng Fuming turned around and walked out of the palace, regardless of whether Tianjun was inside? He coughed heartbreakingly.

He put on a gentle mask and smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

The Concubine Tian came up to him, not daring to look at him. She felt guilty. She knew what happened and acquiesced, so she was always a head shorter than this child.

Tianjun's qualifications are mediocre. When he first took the position of Tianjun, he was not convinced by the three mirrors. Later, Feng Fuming was born and was born with auspiciousness. Tianjun ruthlessly used the formation to transfer Feng Fuming's lifespan and talent to himself.

An An firmly sat in the position of Heavenly King.

However, Feng Fuming, who was supposed to be born a Qilin child, was dragged down by him. He was weak at an early age and his lifespan was not long.

Other immortals, such as Jimo Shaoyou, can live for tens of thousands of years if they can successfully survive the catastrophe, but Feng Fu's life may not be certain... He was borrowed by his father, and he will die at some point.

Feng Fuming patted her on the shoulder: "Don't panic, concubine, he just told me that he was dying and asked me to clean up the mess they left. The child will definitely live up to his expectations and let you live a long life."

Tian Fei's legs went weak and she nodded hurriedly.

Feng Fuming narrowed his eyes: "He can't hold on any longer, so I'll go on an expedition after he succeeds to the throne."

Night came again in the Demon Palace. During these days, everyone was tense and afraid of fighting in such a situation. Unexpectedly, the Heavenly Clan didn't know what happened, so they didn't use troops against them for a long time.

After Liu Shuang used the power of Hui Ling to warm up Bai Zhuixu's remaining soul, Yan Chaosheng still did not step into the palace.

In the past few days, he had people send many good things. She knew that the Demon Palace was very poor now, and he wanted to support a whole demon tribe in the Demon Mountain. He was reluctant to use these things, so he gave them all to her.

Cong Xia released the red bees that day and was punished to build a palace. Let the butterfly spirit, who is already fragile and only knows how to make medicine, build a palace. This punishment is quite heartbreaking.

Yan Chaosheng did all this because Liu Shuang secretly found out about it, and he never said anything himself.

However, this was not the result that Liu Shuang wanted. He treated her so stupidly and so well, which really gave her a sense of peace and tranquility, which was quite beyond her expectation.

In Liu Shuang's memory, the demon king clearly valued gains and losses. He was full of sinful desires and was ruthless and decisive.

She settled Bai Zhuixu's remnant soul, opened the door, and walked into the woods to the side.

There is a lot of moisture in the forest. The Demon Palace was not a good place seven hundred years ago?

Her fairy clothes are not stained with dew and have a light golden brilliance.

Under the soft moonlight, Liu Shuang saw a huge demon bird "living" in humiliation, guarding a person. Liu Shuang was still a little uncomfortable seeing the demon bird, and tried to equate it with Qingluan.
To be continued...