In the Dragon Head Palace, Chi Wang Fengming frowned and stared at the palm of his hand, and fine sweat was slowly dripping along his cheeks.

But in one day, he felt as tired as ten thousand years. His left hand was locked in Pluto's Huangyan, and his right hand melted three hundred years of time into a gap that lasted for three days. No matter which side, he could not easily distract him at this moment.

Did he meddle in other people's business? He held his mouth helplessly, and suddenly wanted to go back to Wuyangu to see what Qingyi was doing. Is she still angry? Isn't it better to live in seclusion with her? Why did he interfere in so many messes by mistake? If Huang Yan came out of the gap again, wouldn't he be so angry that he would cut him off?

The continuous violent impact of the left palm made him restless. Can he really maintain it in the three days? Huang Yan, a guy who was devilish, seemed to be more difficult than he expected.

No, Xu Hai is already facing a dry crisis, and the few remaining spiritual power cannot help him share the slightest. Thinking of this, Feng Ming sighed lightly and stood up. He walked out of the Dragon Head Hall directly, and saw Yun Xiao sitting silently on the dragon nest alone. When he saw him walking over, he immediately stood up and came over nervously.

She was really a very strange woman. She was obviously worried, but she just stubbornly didn't ask him much, just waiting alone, waiting for the person in her heart to come back.

Feng Ming sighed silently, feeling a little regretful. If she was not the Divine Bird Clan, if she had not mistakenly recognized Di Zhong from the beginning, would there be a completely different ending?

To be honest, at least from his standpoint, he undoubtedly hopes that Yun Xiao can be sincere to his friends. If she already has other people in her heart, then giving up completely may be a good thing.

It’s a pity that feelings have never been such a simple thing. Even his feelings for Feng Qingyi are so subtle that he cannot even understand them himself.

"Where are you going?" Yun Xiao was obviously a little guilty about him, and even the voice of his speech seemed not so confident. Feng Ming handed her left hand and said lightly: "It seems that he has to go back to heaven in advance and throw this guy in, otherwise I will keep two huge gaps, and I will be unable to do it."

"You want to go back to the heaven?" Yun Xiao looked at him vigilantly, thinking about various results in his heart. Feng Ming nodded, knowing that she was interested in him and explained, "If you are worried about Xiao Qianye, there is no need. Di Zhong is just training him to better master the power of the heaven. According to my current perception of them, everything is still under control. Instead, it is Huang Yan... This guy is a time bomb, and he is going to be angry to death."

Yun Xiao shrank unconsciously. Although she didn't expect to successfully lock the Hades in, with Hades' arrogant and arrogant personality, she would really be as furious as King Chi said, and she wished she could tear herself to pieces, right?

"Ha... don't worry, I throw him into the heaven world, he won't be able to come out for a while." Feng Ming smiled and comforted him, and was about to leave, but Yun Xiao grabbed him and begged in a low voice: "Can you... can you do me a favor?"

"Help?" Feng Ming looked at her strangely. Yun Xiao lowered his head and stroked the golden ring on his hand. He took a deep breath and replied seriously, "This ring was given to me by my sister at that time. I heard that it was left by the Emperor of the Sun God in the Heaven Realm. It retains the power of life that never disappears like the sun. Please help me return the Sun to her secretly. I... I can't help now, so I can only do this."

Feng Ming paused and blurted out: "This thing has a strong power, even stronger than the Shen Yue you have been wearing. It is one of the few who can help you relieve the pain of mixed blood."

"I don't need it anymore." Yun Xiao stubbornly stuffed the Rich Wheel into his palm and begged, "Feedou has come to pick me up. I will be able to return to Fushiyu to find Chehuang soon. Now my sister needs it more."

Feng Ming sighed silently, put away the sun wheel, and nodded gently.

Returning to the heaven world again, before he stepped into the hall of Jiday, a strange firework appeared at the end of his sight, falling like a meteor in his direction. Finally, a "crackling" sound broke out in front of him, turning into a small flower of five colors. As the fireworks slowly dissipated, the familiar sound also came to his ears with a smile from far to near: "I guess you should come back, why? I can't hold Huang Yan so quickly, so I can only throw him back to the heaven world?"

"Ha, you did a good thing." Feng Ming glanced at the ghost king Chen Xuan. He gently lifted the gap between his left hand and moved it carefully to the central temple. Then he felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. Chen Xuan followed closely and poked the vortex curiously with his hand and asked, "How did he lock this up? The fire seed on that girl is so strong that even Huang Yan fell into it?"

While muttering, he pulled his hand back in surprise. Even if he just touched it gently, he could feel the rage inside, as if he could destroy the world.

Feng Ming looked at the expected shock on his friend's face with intriguing thought, and couldn't help but nagging: "Don't talk poorly to me now. Think about how to clean up the mess after he comes out. Why did his emotions become so unstable? What was it that stimulated by?"

Chen Xuan blinked his eyes, and there was a hint of sternness in his eyes, and he whispered: "It seems that it is because of Chi Lin. Since he came back last time, Chi Lin has been wrapped around the sword body by a powerful miasma. The source of this miasma comes from Huang Yan himself. Although he seems to have been sleeping in the Ji Zhou Palace, his situation is deteriorating every day."

"How could it be like this?" Feng Ming held his chin and was worried. Chen Xuan shrugged and sighed, "Heart disease still needs medical treatment. You should know what his fatal point is."

The two looked at each other strangely and turned their faces tacitly. Obviously, they didn't want to talk too much about this issue. Seeing that the atmosphere became a little awkward, Feng Ming quickly coughed a few times, changed the subject and asked, "Are you the only one here? Where has Xi Hui gone?"

"Xi Hui?" Chen Xuan smiled, and saw through what he really wanted to say at a glance, and replied indifferently, "Xi Hui must be still healing in the sea of ​​dusk. Are you looking for the woman he brought back? Going to the Eternal Night Palace, the breath on her body is very obvious, you can see it when you follow, but I can remind you that it is best not to meddle in other people's business at this time."

"I'm too lazy to care about their affairs." Feng Ming responded casually, and his footsteps were already heading towards the Eternal Night Hall, and replied casually, "It's just curious."

Chen Xuan waved his hand and slipped quickly.

The Eternal Night Hall is directly under the Ji Day Hall, crossing the sea of ​​dusk, and it is as lonely as water for thousands of years.

Sure enough, the moment he stepped in, he clearly saw a trace of extremely subtle firelight swaying under his feet, walking in the direction of the light. Under the cover of Xi Hui's divine power, a huge "bird cage" suddenly appeared in his sight. It looked pure gold and carved with exquisite textures, which seemed to be used by wealthy people to raise canaries. Now, it was hung on a branch of spiritual power. Feng Ji was half sitting inside, holding the bleeding wound in his chest with one hand, and hanging weakly on the ground.

Suddenly, Feng Ming also unconsciously pressed his chest, as if he felt a strong discomfort, which made him hesitate and stop and not move forward again.

Feng Jiuqing was next to the bird cage, with a few blood-stained dragon bones scattered at his feet. While he noticed the special spiritual power behind him, he looked back with his eyes wide open as if he was looking back like a lightning. Feng Ming only looked at him silently, and realized that the person coming had no malice. Feng Jiuqing closed his eyes tiredly and asked dissatisfiedly: "What is the purpose of King Chi coming from afar?"

"It's just boring." Feng Ming continued the conversation softly and walked forward slowly. He raised his hand and gently touched the pure golden bird cage. He immediately felt the familiar Night King's power swinging with his fingertips. Feng Ji was also watching the person who appeared unexpectedly. Although he had never met before, the aura that made her disgusted was undoubtedly hinting that she was a fellow practitioner of Night King.

"He really hates you so much. Actually, I'm very curious about what kind of woman he can keep the loyal beast he has raised for so many years and choose to betray him." Feng Ming was stunned for a moment, looked at Feng Ji's face, and suddenly grinned unconsciously, "You are also very beautiful, and you have different strengths of Qing'er, but things like ferocious beasts must not like you because they are good-looking, right?"

Feng Ji's eyes slowly showed disgust, and she pursed her lips and didn't want to speak. Feng Ming didn't mind at all and smiled to himself: "Why is that bird missing? Wherever you hide it, it's so far, are you still unwilling to let Xi Hui get the immortal bird you have always dreamed of?"

Feng Jiuqing was very unhappy, but when he heard King Chi mention it, he was a little hesitant. The immortal bird that Feng Ji had been carrying suddenly disappeared. It usually turned into a fire sword and was held in his palm, but it seemed to disappear out of thin air and never appeared.

Feng Ji sneered and said indifferently: "You said that it was something he had always dreamed of. How could I easily make him do what he wanted?"

"Oh... I'm so strong-willed." Feng Ming praised, raised his hand and pointed to Feng Ji's chest, and whispered, "I've been here once before. I secretly saw him piercing your heart with dragon bones, causing the wound to heal quickly. He could have killed you, but he didn't... The stronger you are, the more he wants to torture you, why bother yourself?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Feng Ji turned his face away from her annoyed. She had no affection for the heavens. At this time, a King Chi with unknown purpose appeared inexplicably, and she didn't want to say anything that made her irritable. Feng Ming shook his head indifferently, suddenly reached into the bird cage, gently held Feng Ji's hand, and deliberately said to herself: "Are you really a human? Or maybe it's just a bird? Let me touch your hand, is it wings?"

"You!" Feng Ji was angry. Before she could pull her hand back, she suddenly noticed a familiar divine power flowing from her palm, which instantly made her feel a warm and gentle warmth sway in her chest, which was pierced through and was filled with blood. Feng Ji's eyebrows moved, and she raised her eyes and ran into the meaningful smiling face of King Chi. She still said slowly: "How many days can you last under Xi Hui? Oh... I almost forgot that you can't die. Then, at least you can survive these three or five days, and there may be an unexpected turn."

Feng Ji stared at him straight, always feeling that this sentence had a deep meaning. King Chi held her arm little by little with his right hand, and there seemed to be a powerful force moving in his palm.

What was that... Feng Ji used tentatively and gently, but Feng Ming had quietly retracted his hand and left without looking back.

"Ruohan, he..." Feng Jiuqing seemed to be able to see some clues, but when Feng Ji closed her eyes again, she ignored him at all.

He didn't know how to ask anything else, Ruohan hated himself, right? Since the moment she was brought to the Eternal Night Hall of Heaven by the Night King, she has never spoken. No matter how much pain she endured, she was unwilling to say something to herself.
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