Junwu Empire, imperial capital.
Feng Wu is only eight years old.
puff-
A purple cold sword in Zuo Qingyun's hand pierced Feng Wu's eyebrows!
A drop of amber phoenix true blood was picked out by the tip of the sword and suspended in the air.
Zuo Qingyun grabbed the amber blood bead in his hand with his left hand, and with a puff, squeezed it directly!
His hands were full of blood, but Zuo Qingyun found a strange sneer on his face.
Looking at the little girl who was lying on the ground and curled up in pain, Zuo Qingyun sneered:
"Feng Wu! In this world, there can only be one person who has the true blood of the phoenix! Since there is already me, why should there be another you!"
"Who wants to be called the Imperial Capital Shuanghuang with you? What qualifications do you have to be compared with me?!"
"What if you got engaged early? The position of the crown prince is mine, and so is Jun Linyuan!"
"It's you that Palace Master Biluo is interested in? Haha, now you are a waste! The goddess of Biluo Palace can only be me! So, you can die!"
The purple cold sword in Zuo Qingyun's hand stabbed directly at Feng Wu's eyebrows!
Feng Wu clenched the purple cold sword tightly in both hands, the palm of her hand was cut by the blade, and the blood gurgled out, but she seemed to feel no pain.
At the center of her eyebrows, the spiritual energy kept escaping, and the cultivation that could be called a genius was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her cultivation, which can be called a genius, was abolished because of the disappearance of Phoenix True Blood!
Feng Wu's dark and deep eyes stared at Zuo Qingyun!
"Go to hell!" Zuo Qingyun exerted force in an instant, and the purple cold sword pierced into Feng Wu's heart, with a puff, the force came out, and the bright red blood splashed like a mist, splashing Zuo Qingyun's face.
Zuo Qingyun's blood-stained face smiled strangely: "From now on, my name is Zuo Qingluan! Qingluan Fire Phoenix, the king of birds, I, Zuo Qingluan, are the only true phoenix in the Junwu Empire! "
Feng Wu fell to the ground, her originally clear pupils gradually blurred, she saw the Zuo family patriarch protecting Zuo Qingyun and drifting away, she felt that her consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, she realized that her life was gradually losing...
Zuo Qingyun, while my beautiful master is condensing his true body, you destroy my true phoenix blood. When my master comes out, can your entire family, your entire clan, and even the entire Junwu Continent withstand his anger? !
Master is not a human being, more precisely, a touch of soul attached to her dragon and phoenix spirit ring.
It is said that reincarnation determines fate, and having a good father is better than anything else.
Feng Wu proudly said that although she has never met her biological father, she has the most beautiful master in the whole continent!
I still remember the first time I triggered the dragon and phoenix spiritual ring, and the beauty master walked out of the spiritual ring space.
At the age of three, she looked up innocently at the boy in white clothes: "Are you... very powerful?"
Master Beauty put his hands behind his back, and said casually, "It's okay, the former ruler of this continent."
In the past few years, the beautiful master in the state of soul finally condensed the blood of the phoenix, and then prepared to refine the real body, so that he was no longer just a soul living in the dragon and phoenix spirit ring.
Is it a hallucination before death? Feng Wu's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, as if she saw the beautiful master in white clothes and snow, with a long body and a jade-like body.
The pure white Qionghua is like a holy snowflake after purification.
He walked out of the dragon and phoenix spiritual ring on the gentle breeze.
When Feng Wu came back to her senses, she found herself lying in his warm arms.
He has the cleanest breath in the world, lingering with the freshness of plant essence.
"Liger..." Feng Wu's nose was sour when she saw her relatives, revealing her true feelings.
The master can hold her, and the master has condensed her true body! A long-cherished wish has finally come true!
The beautiful master's snow-white wide robe and wide sleeves fell on the ground layer by layer, and those deep and serene eyes stared at the wound between Feng Wu's eyebrows, and there seemed to be no fluctuation in emotion.
"Liger, will I die?" The little girl's pupils were as clear as water.
Master's eyebrows were light and light: "No."
After he finished speaking, his slender finger like jade pointed, and soon, a drop of golden blood flew out from the center of his eyebrows.
Feng Wu's eyes shrank violently! This is the blood of the Phoenix God! Master's Divine Phoenix Blood! The blood of the Phoenix God is much more powerful than the true blood of the Phoenix!
Master's lips were cold and indifferent: "Don't move."
He put this drop of Phoenix Divine Blood into Feng Wu's eyebrows.
"No!" Feng Wu had a very bad premonition in her heart, "Master! I won't die, but what about you?! The Phoenix Divine Blood is your life essence. Without the Phoenix Divine Blood, your body..."
Master's eyes are unfathomable: "Phoenix divine blood is temporarily sealed, and after the activation of the nine-turn back spiritual pill, you will be able to practice again..."
Before he finished speaking, Master's body gradually became blurred.
"No!"
The phoenix dance, whose whole body is covered in blood, has bulging veins all over his body, and hiss is exhausted! Desperately reach out to catch Master Beauty!
"Master!"
However, the holy and beautiful master disappeared between her fingers...
"Master!"
The exhausted phoenix dance slammed to the ground, her red clothes were stained with blood, the white jade face was mottled with blood, and her eyes were crying blood!
Heartache can't breathe!
Distressed body convulsions!
I can't wait to kill myself!
Zuo Qingyun destroyed her Phoenix True Blood, she didn't hate her so much!
She would rather die by herself than let the holy and flawless Master be hurt a little bit!
hate, hate!
Feng Wu clenched her fists angrily, her fingernails were almost pinched into the flesh, and the fingertips were dripping with blood!
Zuo Qingyun, this hatred is not shared by the sky, I, Feng Wu, vow not to be born with you! ! !
PS: A new book is finally released, a small sapling, waiting for the little angels to water it and take care of it~~ Let's irrigate it into a big tree in the sky~~
Ask for collection, leave a message, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a reward~~ I ask for everything in the new book period~~
PS: The last sentence is used to: This is the hatred of the sky, and the child vows not to be born with the world. —Ming Ling Mengchu, "The Surprise at Two Moments"
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