Xian Mei Works God Gambles Crazy After God Gambles Crazy After God Gambles Crazy Volume 4 ◆ Feng Lin Yu Kong VS Qian Long Fei Yuan ◆ 085 New Hope ◆ Wan Geng
"This humble monk thinks highly of your things, it's your honor, hurry up and kowtow to thank me! Who knows, if this humble monk is in a good mood, I might just let you two unhuman and unghostly things go with your lives!"
On Xuantian's doll-like face, a pair of small tiger teeth were revealed, looking adorable to the extreme, and cute to the point of being unreasonable. A pair of large amber eyes were embedded in his white jade intricately carved face. His pink cheeks puffed out slightly, as if the peach blossoms on a spring day were blooming luxuriantly, and the corners of his lips curved upwards with a high arc.
The mysterious yin-yang fish pattern on the Taoist robe floating in mid-air seems to be alive, constantly rotating.
"You stinky Taoist priest, after eating bear heart and leopard gall, you dare to threaten me with your big words? Come and accept your death! Five Poisons Hell!"
The demon girl heard Xuan Tian's words, feeling as if she had been slapped in the face, her face burning with anger. This stinky brat, how dare he look down on her, take her things, and trample on her dignity? How could she let him live in this world?!
If he angers his ghost wife, she will make him know what it's like to be a ghost!
Time waits for no one, the ghostly woman's five fingers turned into claws, changing from white to dark green, with sharp fingernails bursting out like long swords. The eerie toxic fog swirled around her palm, and as she swung her claws, the fog swept towards Xuan Tian's direction.
"Hehe——"
A piercing sound echoed through the heavens and earth, as a toxic mist that distorted the surrounding space with its intense corrosiveness emerged.
The five-colored poisonous fog was icy cold to the bone, transformed into the shape of five pythons, roaring and rushing over, as if wanting to swallow up the entire world.
"Ah——"
A surging, rolling wave of toxic fog, accompanied by a nauseating stench, rushed towards me, and even before it reached my face, I could already feel a wave of dizziness.
Everyone's face slightly solidified, it seems that the ghost girl hadn't used her full strength before, or else they wouldn't have been able to barely withstand her. Otherwise, once this suffocating toxic gas was released, how many people would be able to hold on!
Thinking of this, they also admired Gui Niangzi a little. Such a disgusting smell, she could still face it calmly, really a strong person!
If I were in their shoes, they would be so fed up with each other that there wouldn't even be any energy left to fight!
These old immortals who have been practicing for countless years are too terrifyingly powerful. But thinking about it, it's also reasonable - after all, the sum of the ages of everyone present is still less than a fraction of Guī Niángzi's lifetime. Even if they live for another few thousand years, they will still be incredibly awesome!
"Hmm——"
In the hands of Xuantian, a duster swept away, seemingly clumsy and ordinary, yet revealing the mysteries of heaven and earth, the creation of sun and moon. A terrifying gale burst out from the duster, causing the entire void to tremble continuously. The imprints of yin-yang fish converged and emerged, golden light bursting forth, reversing all the poisonous mist back.
The full-force attack launched by Kishin was completely neutralized without even touching his hem.
"Ah——"
The ghost girl's face changed, opening her bloody mouth wide, and she rushed towards Xuan Tian with a loud scream, clearly not believing in her own defeat. The ghost's appearance of brandishing her teeth and claws was terrifying, enough to scare anyone to death if their heart wasn't strong enough.
"Infinite Heaven's Lord! You ugly freak, don't come near me! Otherwise I'll have nightmares when I sleep!"
A pair of warm, clear and bright eyes, like a pair of transparent amber, beautiful to the point of being enchanting, pure to the point of being crystal clear. Looking at Gui Niangzi's true face that had torn off its disguise, revealing a hellish ghostly appearance that was frightening, scared him so much that he patted his chest.
This ghostly wife is really too despicable, first using a stinky and shameless trick, now using her terrifying face to scare people, does she dare to be even more despicable?
Fortunately, he was a Taoist who caught ghosts, and these little monsters couldn't scare him to death!
"Shut up! I'll tear your stinking mouth apart!"
The demon girl was furious, her painful foot had been trampled on, her hair stood up straight with rage, she vowed to fight to the death with Xuan Tian.
"Evil spirit, behold! I, the poor monk, shall subdue you!"
Xuantian's majestic aura was overwhelming as he said, with a flick of his sleeve and a tap of his foot, he flew up into the clouds.
"Nowhere to escape!"
The ghost daughter chased after him, her sharp claws tearing through space and ripping open the cloud layer.
Rumble...
The two flew directly into the sky and clouds, and began to fight, with a shocking momentum. From below, it looked like flashes of lightning in different colors were surging, possibly striking down at any moment, attracting many people to stick their heads out to see what was happening.
"Ten thousand snakes slither out!"
When they were fighting, Su Ya'er also rushed towards Feng Mianxue with a gloomy face. The group of snakes on her body danced wildly, making a hissing sound. Red venom spewed out from the snakes' mouths one by one, and a dark glow burst forth all around.
Now she has fortunately reached the fifth-order Soul Controller realm due to her misfortune, and naturally has gained confidence.
Generally, before the age of thirty, very few people can reach the realm of a Soul Controller, which is enough to show that she has made great breakthroughs.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh——"
Innumerable snake shadows, as if a heavy rainstorm was pouring down.
Soul Controller Realm can control the floating souls between heaven and earth, those snake shadows are all poisonous souls collected by Su Yao'er, with destructive power to harm souls.
"Suyouer, you think that just because you've become a piece of crap, nobody will step on your head again! That old shameless one, I couldn't deal with him, but this pile of yours, I haven't even bothered to look at it yet! However, have you prepared your funeral bag?"
Feng Mei Xue saw Su Yao Er rushing over crazily, a hint of disdain flashing across her stunning face. She didn't forget to remind her that last time, her Qian Kun bag was snatched by her.
She was as light as a swallow, flying to the back of Shu Yi, the purple flame's magnificent and vast wings were fully unfolded. The dazzling colors ignited the entire night sky.
"Violet Flame Vermilion Bird!"
Su Yao's eyes suddenly widened, as if they were about to bleed. It was all because of her that she had suffered so much in the Devil's Valley that day!
She also remembered that purple flame peacock that led them into the Devil's Valley, which was now flying under Feng Mian Xue's feet.
She thought for a moment and understood the key point, also knowing why that purple flame bird would suddenly appear.
It turned out that it was all because of Feng Mianxue that they almost suffered a complete defeat! And made her wish she were dead!
This grudge, she must avenge it!
"It was you! That day it was you who led us into Devil's Valley!"
"Haha, congratulations on answering correctly!"
Feng Mei Xue raised her wrist, and the Snow Peach Blossom fan emitted a holy light that illuminated the sky, shimmering with mysterious colors. As the power of Sheng Ming poured into her body, a pair of illusory butterfly wings emerged from her back.
The entire person's aura rose steadily, starting from the 4th rank of Dou Soul Master, breaking through the 5th rank of Controlling Soul Master, the 6th rank of Great Soul Master, the 7th rank of Soul Spirit Master, and finally reaching the aura of an 8th rank Saint Soul Master.
Her soul power has reached the level of an eighth-order Saint Soul Master, but because her power is still insufficient, she can only exert a very small amount of it.
Long before she merged the two Linglong Lotus Pearls, her strength had already reached that of a Sixth-Order Grand Soul Master. It's just that she didn't show it usually, so no one noticed her change.
She felt that the ghost wife was not using her full strength, but just teasing them and wanting to see their struggles before death, so she had been keeping her trump card all along, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.
It was just because of Xuan Tian's sudden appearance that she didn't have a chance to counterattack.
Now Su Ya'er has come to her doorstep, she wouldn't be polite to her!
"That's the aura of the Eight Trigrams Saint Soul Master!"
The originally intended Mo Yanhua who wanted to go and help also felt the surge of power on her body and was taken aback.
A boundless shock arose from the bottom of his heart, and his mouth involuntarily opened.
His eyes remained fixed on the battle ahead, ready to strike at any moment, his entire being like a taut string on a bow.
"Pervert!"
He was struck by the wind and couldn't move, originally he thought Feng Xue was just a four-star Dou Soul Master, but didn't know that she was actually hiding her true strength, making everyone think she was easy to bully!
"This is absolutely demonic!"
On Jingyue's calm and peaceful face, her tranquil expression also completely fell apart when she saw Fengxue Snow display the power of an Eighth-Order Saint Soul Master!
Phoenix demon snow in a long dress, the hem surging like wave flowers. The sleeves rolled up with silver light and spiritual mist wrapped around, the long silk gauze flying from her jade arm.
"Butterfly dancing peach blossom burial!"
Sweet and clear voice, falling with a loud crash.
She seemed to leap into the air, performing a beautiful and ethereal dance, so breathtaking that it left people gasping for breath. The snow-white peach blossom fan in her hand fluttered with seven-colored radiant lights, like the aurora borealis dancing, weaving a rainbow bridge suspended in mid-air.
Among the flying green silk, the snow and peach blossoms fan's light became even more dazzling, the sharp rays shooting out transformed Su Yao'er's snake shadow into powder that scattered in all directions.
A thick smoke filled the air. The rainbow light repelled Su Yaoer's attack wave and, without stopping, shot out and pierced through Su Yaoer's chest.
"Hmmph!"
Su Yao'er spat out a mouthful of blood, her face set in determination. Borrowing the momentum from her fall, she launched a Jade Stone Annihilation attack directly at Feng Lin.
"Despicable!"
At the sight of her movement, several people were shocked at the same time, and just as they were about to take action, they saw a blazing fireball with rolling heat waves, shining light soaring into the sky, like a mad dragon breaking through the day.
"Hmph!"
"Hmm——"
Su Yao'er rushed towards Feng Lin's body and was instantly incinerated by the fierce flames, leaving not even a single bone behind.
"Ah——"
The mournful cry of one who died with a grievance was finally extinguished completely.
A mustard bag was then thrown directly at Feng Yuxue, causing her to be as still as a wooden stake.
Smoke and dust faded away, a straight and handsome figure stood upright in the dark night, wearing a fiery red armor that perfectly showcased his physique.
With the light from the armor, Feng Mei Xue saw clearly the face of Feng Liu Mo. The cold and hard lines were majestic and imposing, with facial features as clear-cut as if carved, skin as tender as a newborn baby. Under the high-bridged nose, the lips were tightly pursed, with beautiful dimples on his face.
Her long hair cascaded down like a clear spring, flowing with colorful light in the night.
Under thick eyelashes, a pair of icy blue eyes gazed at Feng Mian Xue, and the ice and snow melted, revealing a warm intention.
What surprised Feng Xue was that she saw Feng Mo's long and slender hands, no longer the dull prosthetic limbs.
A surge of wild joy burst forth from her chest, like a mighty wave crashing against the shore, unstoppable.
"Big brother!"
All her joy gathered in her throat and finally burst out into a loud cry.
Shu Yi felt her intention, carrying her body, flying downwards.
"Little Snow, Big Brother didn't let you down!"
Phoenix's ink grasped the newly born limbs, feeling like a rebirth, filled with surging power. The phoenix bloodline in his body was also awakened by the Nirvana Dan, and the stagnant forces that had been suppressed for many years broke free from their shackles, raging wildly along the way.
These years, although he couldn't cultivate, he had survived one life-and-death ordeal after another. His soul was tempered to be exceptionally solid, and with the help of various spiritual medicines infused into his body to prolong his life, the medicinal power within him was also fully activated.
Now his strength has already surpassed what Feng Mian Xue can see through.
"Big brother has never let Xiaoxue down!"
Feng Mei's face floated with a sincere smile, filled with intense joy.
"Hurray! Congratulations on your recovery!"
Moyan Hua also came down, patted his shoulder, gave him a bear hug, and had an unspeakable excitement in her heart.
He has few close friends, and Feng Yumo is one of his rare confidants.
Seeing him recover, the gloom that had been weighing on his heart was finally lifted.
"What kind of person is that little Taoist priest? How can he be so powerful?"
Feng Yan Mo raised his head and saw the two people fighting fiercely in the sky, it seemed that the gray-robed little Taoist had the upper hand. His immature appearance made it impossible for anyone to imagine his strength, which had actually reached this level.
"I don't know either! He suddenly descended from the sky, I don't know if he's friend or foe!"
Moyan Hua looked at Xuantian's relaxed appearance, clearly not using his full strength, just teasing Guiniangzi, making her furious, and couldn't help but feel a little incredulous.
This little Taoist's attire, he seems to have seen it somewhere before.
But judging from his age, there is no one who matches him!
"Looks like he's an enemy rather than a friend! I know his name, it's Xuan Tian!"
Feng Mei Xue looked at Xuan Tian's fierce appearance, thinking about whether to call the two of them to run away together. Otherwise, if they were caught by that ruthless little Taoist priest, it would be hard to resolve the situation.
The spiritual grasses that were snatched from his Sumeru bag have all been scattered, and the other treasures have also been auctioned off. Now even if she is asked to return them, she has nothing left!
Besides, she never intended to return the things to this unscrupulous Taoist priest; otherwise, why would she have snatched them?
"Mysterious Heaven!"
As soon as this name came out, except for Feng Meixue, the others fell into a terrible silence, and no one spoke again.
It was as if a gust of cold wind had suddenly risen from the ground, causing Feng Mianxue's hair to stand on end.
"Is this name so terrifying? Why are you all making such faces?"
Phoenix's charming and agile eyes, shining with a bright luster, are like the stars at the end of the sky. Innocent expression, with a hint of deep exploration.
Their current expression should be mysterious and unfathomable!
Too much reverence!
Just an unscrupulous little Taoist priest, how can he be so arrogant?
"Xuántiān is actually the legendary master of Xuánjī Gé! No wonder I felt a bit familiar!"
Mo Yanhua withdrew her attention and slowly began to explain.
As for the master of Xuanji Pavilion, he is mysterious and unpredictable. Many people only know of his existence but have never had the chance to see his face!
I didn't expect it, but they really met!
"The master of the Mystic Pavilion knows the heavenly mandate above and communicates with the mystic machine below, representing the highest existence of the Mystic Pavilion. The Mystic Pavilion is spread across the nine heavens and six realms, even in the realm of the gods, they have a place, and no one does not revere them."
"Hmm? That despicable little Taoist, what a big deal!"
Feng Mei Xue opened her mouth, and in her heart, she made up her mind to take them and run. She wasn't an idiot, knowing clearly that she couldn't win a fight, so why would she go all out against that guy? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?
"The master of Xuán Jī Gé is no longer young, but he still has that doll-like face, and it's really hard to tell his true age!"
Mo Yanhua also said somewhat helplessly, obviously not a tender bud anymore, but he looked younger than anyone else. His appearance was not an illusion, so he hadn't thought of Xuan Tian before. He was born with such a youthful look, completely without any pretence!
"Natural Moe—"
Feng Mei Xue Fu said with a sneer, thinking of this guy's deceitful ways, it was really unscrupulous!
"Hmm——"
The ghost girl was hit by a Daoist law seal and spat out several mouthfuls of blood, letting out a sharp cry.
Xuántiān was standing on the cloud with a leisurely face, and his smile was exceptionally brilliant.
Swipe
A golden light flashed across the sky, and two familiar figures stepped out of thin air, their bodies carrying an aura similar to that of the two in the heavens.
However, after seeing one of their faces clearly, Feng Mian Xue even forgot about bringing a few people to run away.
"Great-grandfather——"
She wiped away the cold sweat on her forehead and saw that the old man standing in mid-air with his long hair fluttering was actually Moyuan River, who had been living a carefree life in the imperial palace.
"Two respected ones, making a big fuss in the Imperial City of Zi Qian, it seems that you no longer take the Six Realms Alliance Pact seriously!"
The distant river gazed coldly at Xuan Tian and Gui Niangzi, with a hint of displeasure in his voice. A head of snow-white hair, under the moonlight, emitted a soft glow, looking completely ageless, instead giving off an ethereal beauty like flying snowflakes.
It's enough to imagine that Mo Yuan was an extremely handsome young man when he was young!
"Your words are too serious, I'm just here to make a casual visit!"
Xuān Tiān showed off his dazzling white teeth, shiny and bright. The forever youthful doll-like face wore a harmless smile.
"Hmmph!"
The ghost girl didn't want to lose face after seeing Mo Yuan, so she directly transformed into mist and fled in disarray.
Now that she is injured, she is no match for Lao Gouzi of Moyuan River at all and can't gain any advantage. However, if they want to keep her, they will have to pay a considerable price.
So, when she fled, no one else took action either.
"This humble monk has a predestined relationship with this sword!"
Xuantian saw that beside the distant river, a straight figure was still standing. The moonlight at the end of the sky shone down, making the man's face clear as well.
The man wore a plain black robe, with a large ancient sword on his back. His black hair fell to the ground in disarray, covering his face and revealing only a pair of dark eyes that seemed to hold a deep sadness.
The sword was called Tianya, and Xuantian recognized it at a glance as the third-ranked treasure sword among the top ten divine swords. The heavy sword was entirely black in color, emitting a chilling aura that made people feel suffocated, and it was a rare treasure.
This has a tremendous appeal for him as a hobbyist who collects all sorts of strange and precious objects.
However, just as his thieving hand was about to reach out, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly solidified, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Two icy lights burst forth, and with a swift motion, he drew out the heavy sword from behind his back. The massive sword, weighing over 100 kilograms, seemed surprisingly light and agile in his hand.
The sword's blade suddenly rose with a flash of red light, the sword shadow overlapped like waves, layer by layer, and the ghostly sword shadow mysteriously slashed down from all sides. The terrible power contained in the heavy sword was like a tsunami, surging and boiling.
His black robe fluttered and danced, the hair that covered half of his face also flew up, revealing his cold and extraordinary face. The angular lips were filled with a serious chill.
"How petty! Not giving is one thing, but to take it silently without a word, what kind of gentleman is that?!"
Xuān Tiān dodged the terrifying sword shadow, knowing that it was the most famous sword technique of the Mò Shì imperial clan, "War Chant". Only those at the core of the imperial clan had the opportunity to learn it!
Moyan Hua's body suddenly trembled when she saw the middle-aged man, and her grip on Feng Mianxue's hand also tightened involuntarily. Her breathing suddenly solidified, as if frozen in ice, her whole body stiffened.
"What's wrong, Yanhua?"
Feng Mei Xue felt his body slightly trembling, turned his head to look at his tightly pursed thin lips, as if suppressing some emotion. A pair of deep eyes, staring straight at the figure in the sky.
He seemed to be staring at the middle-aged man carrying a heavy sword, rather than looking at his grandfather!
She had hardly ever seen such a look in his eyes, with deep palpitations, and an unspeakable hidden endurance and sorrow.
He was like a wounded and proud young beast, unwilling to lick the wound on his body, letting it split open and gush out fresh blood.
She felt heartache for him like this.
Her palm grasped his hand, telling him she had always been by his side.
Her eyes also gazed at the middle-aged man's face, and his features were surprisingly similar to those of Mo Yanhua. Especially the temperament on their bodies had a wonderful similarity.
The only difference is that one is a more beautiful young girl and the other is a more mature and stable older woman.
A nearly absurd idea suddenly floated up in his mind, could that person be...
"This poor monk has a predestined relationship with this little nun!"
Xuantian gave up the idea of taking the Divine Sword due to the distant river, and instead flew to Feng Miao Xue's face with a brilliant smile, wanting to take away this little girl who had made him fall flat on his back.
"Go find a nun! If you're looking for someone, go look for her, don't come looking for me!"
Feng Mei Xue saw that harmless baby face of Xuan Tian and couldn't help but feel angry and want to hit someone.
"Respected Xuantian, please show some respect to my wife!"
Mo Yanhua slapped open his pale hand, and a chill gleam floated on his stunning face. The Huan Yin magic lute in his hand flashed with a cold light that made people tremble.
Although he knew he was no match for Xuan Tian, he would still risk his life to protect her from harm.
"This poor monk has a deep affinity with this qin!"
Xuantian saw the Phantom Sound Lute in Mo Yanhua's hand, and his eyes sparkled with stars, almost popping out of their sockets.
"Have mercy, Venerable Xuantian! This is my grandson and granddaughter-in-law. If there's anything they've done wrong, please forgive them!"
Moyuan River couldn't help but smile wryly as he looked at this strange Xuantian, whose reputation was both good and evil, yet his strength was terrifyingly high, and he also possessed the frightening power to know the heavens and measure fate, understanding the workings of heaven.
Many extraordinary masters did not want to offend this person, after all they might also have requests for the Mystic Tower at some point.
"That's impossible! This little girl has made a fool of me, saying that today I'll take her away too!"
Xuantian resolutely shook his head, still harboring a grudge over being robbed by Feng Mie Xue.
Last time, in the Yunhuang Demon Forest, he had a fight with that humanoid divine beast, which delayed him for many days. Following Feng Mian Xue's aura, he directly chased all the way from Tianxuan City and finally found him!
He also wanted to calculate Feng Yuxue's fate, which would save him a lot of trouble searching for her. However, he could only calculate that she died at the age of 14, and her subsequent fate was completely chaotic.
For the first time, he had doubts about his own calculations, because Feng Mian Xue was now already at the age of plus笄, and had long passed the fatal deadline he had predicted.
He became more and more interested in this little girl, taking her back to carefully ponder the mystery of her fate!
"Isn't the Lord of Xuantian interested in treasures? I am willing to exchange them for some of the treasures I collected in my younger years, how about it?"
Mo Yuan's face was stern, his tone also carried a hint of negotiation, and a hint of kindness flashed across his face.
They say don't hit a smiling face, others have already humbled themselves to negotiate, if he is too stubborn, it's also unreasonable.
"Grandpa, don't worry about me, I'll take care of myself and be responsible for my own actions!"
Feng Mei Xue walked out, with an absolutely beautiful face that had a hint of pride, her eyes staring straight at Xuan Tian without any fear.
She dares to take responsibility for her actions; since she dared to rob, no matter what consequences come, she won't let others bear them for her.
"If you must take Snow away to be relieved, then take me away too!"
Mo Yanhua held her hand, vowing to face wind and rain together with her.
"What treasure does the poor monk not want? The poor monk only wants one thing to compensate for the loss!"
Xuantian pinched his chin, sizing up Feng Yuxue and Mo Yanhua, a look of satisfaction on his face. These two were both exceptional individuals, with extremely strong bloodlines; if they were to have children, they would undoubtedly produce excellent offspring!
The talents of these two people are rarely seen in a hundred years, but he is still playful and doesn't want to take on apprentices yet.
Wait until later when they want to find a successor, wait for their children to be born, and the timing is also just right!
The more he thought about it, the better the idea seemed!
"What's that?"
Feng Mei Xue was slightly displeased by his gaze, and glared at him angrily. If not for the fact that his eyes didn't hold any malice, she would have kicked him away long ago.
"I have a predestined relationship with your children and they will become my disciples in the future. Do you agree?"
Xuān Tiān was extremely pleased with his own idea, a smile spreading across his face. The years had left no mark on him, making him look like a young man.
"Alright! I agree!"
Feng Mei Xue nodded, and for something that was almost impossible, she had no reason to disagree.
Xiaoyao Shengyi had already told her that she would almost certainly not have children in this life, and the hope in her heart was not great. Because she knew that if there wasn't a ten-out-of-ten guarantee, Nalan Fengyin wouldn't easily say it out loud.
She had always held onto a glimmer of hope in her heart, constantly wishing that a miracle would happen and one day she would discover herself to be pregnant.
She also thought that even if the child would worship Xuan Tian as a teacher in the future, it would be an additional guarantee and there would be no loss.
"Linglong lotus bead, as if gathering together, can reverse the cycle of life and death, having the effect of nirvana rebirth!"
Xuantian's tone was heavy and solemn as he spoke, the playful and irreverent look on his face replaced by a few degrees of solemnity and dignity, with a hint of the style of a recluse.
"May we meet again someday!"
He dropped a sentence and swung his sleeves, flying into the distant sky.
"Zi'er, Xue'er, are you two both okay?!"
Moyuan River saw Xuantian leave, a benevolent smile floated on his face, looking at Fengmi Xue and Moyan Hua, feeling that they were not injured, he was relieved a little.
"Grandpa, we're fine! Don't worry!"
Mo Yanhua shook his head, but his eyes were fixed on the man standing beside Mo Yuanhe. He was the one person he had been thinking about all these years, and he had thought that he had really been abandoned in the wilderness to be devoured by wolves. How could he have known that he was still alive, and now stood right before him?
That's right, this middle-aged man is indeed his father Huang Bingxue!
His appearance, Meiyan Hua has always remembered, never forgotten. Even if the years have blurred many memories of faces, but his edges have never been ground away.
"Your Majesty!"
The voice that had been suppressed for a long time finally came out with a few trembles from Mo Yanhua's throat.
He really wanted to ask why he was still alive and hadn't come back to see him?
He really wants to ask why he never shows up?
"Xiao Jiu! You've grown up!"
His frosty, stern face floated with a hint of ripples, looking at the once so green and inexperienced young man, now grown into a jade tree in the wind, absolutely beautiful like a painting, just like his mother, making the sun and moon lose their color.
His voice carried a hint of desolation and a deep-seated fatigue.
Moyan Hua listened to the familiar yet distant voice, her nose involuntarily sour. In the past, the emperor had called him by his nickname in this way, with a few parts of kindness and a few parts of calmness.
This was the nickname given to him by his mother, because he was the ninth in line, so she called him Little Nine. At that time, his mother did not know that except for him and Yunhua, all the other brothers and sisters were not of the same blood as Ah Bing Xue.
"You're Mikan, right! You really are a good kid!"
Mo Binghen's gaze fell on Feng Muxue, with a hint of satisfaction and warmth.
Just now he also heard her words, she had a strong aura on her body, it seemed that in the future she would not be an ordinary person. Only such a soaring phoenix could stand shoulder to shoulder with his outstanding son.
If it were Yan Hua's mother who was still alive, seeing this scene would certainly make her very happy!
"Why didn't you tell Yan Hua about your survival? You know he thought you were dead, how hard it must have been for him?"
Feng Mei Xue's lips moved slightly, her sweet voice carrying a hint of anger, completely disregarding who he was.
She only knew that this person named Mo Yan Hua was hurt and sad, he was still alive, but his son had to bear the pain of life and death separation, she thought it was really unbearable!
"Don't blame Xiaohui! He has his own difficulties!"
A helpless expression floated onto Mo Yuan's face as he began to speak slowly.
After Mei Fei's death, Mo Bing Xue cut off all his desires to live. He knew that Bai Xi Wan had sent someone to poison his food, but he didn't care. With a single heart, he sought death, wanting to accompany the woman he loved to the Yellow Springs.
However, he didn't know that it was just a poisonous plan of Bai Xiuyan. When he woke up, he found himself in the dungeon with no strength left in his body. He went on a hunger strike to seek death. But he never expected that this cheap woman would actually use aphrodisiacs on him, trying to force him to surrender.
He was poisoned and had no strength to resist. He could only muster his last bit of energy to crash into the wall and kill himself, after which he fainted with a weak breath, like a dead man. Bai Xiuyan, in her panic and rage, thought he was dead and threw him off the cliff to feed the wolves, not knowing that he would narrowly escape death.
At the foot of the cliff, he was on his last breath, thinking that this time there was no way to survive, but met a strange woman.
She was a woman full of sacred and immortal aura, wearing a purple-golden priestly robe, with dignity beyond measure. On that unique priestly robe, there was an absolutely beautiful tribal pattern. In the curve of the silver moon, the pure water white lotus diagram was blooming magnificently, seven six-petaled stars presenting a beautiful arc of light.
The woman happened to come down the cliff to pick a stem of sweet dew grass, saw him and sank for a moment, treated his injuries on his body, and told him that if the soul is not scattered, everyone has reincarnation.
If you look for it with all your heart, you will find it.
The woman also gave him a thing called Tong Xin Hun Suo, which would emit light whenever he thought of it in his heart.
He asked for the woman's name, but she just shook her head slightly and remained silent, then left on a cloud.
All these years, he has been searching for the reincarnation of his mother, Empress Hua, but the Soul Lock on his chest has not reacted.
But he still believes that he can find her, even in this life, the woman who deeply loves him, although she has completely forgotten him.
He also wants to find her again and protect her, so she can pass this life in peace.
"Scar has been searching non-stop, your queen is always his destiny! Child, don't blame him!"
Mo Yuan's eyes were slightly red, as if tears were about to flow out. Thinking of that foolish child, from his initial anger to his final heartache, he couldn't stop him.
"Father Emperor, I don't blame you! I also hope you can find Mother Empress's reincarnation!"
A warm smile spread across his cold and handsome face.
If it were in the past, he would have blamed Emperor Father for being reckless and only searching for Empress Mother, without regard for their brothers' lives.
But now he understands that loving someone, loving them to the bone, means being unable to care about anything else!
He also didn't dare imagine what kind of madness he would be in if Feng Yuxue were no longer there!
Even if it's heaven and earth, he will go all out to find her!
"Xiao Jiu! Thank you!"
The stranger looked at his grown-up son, feeling a sense of relief in his heart. He knew he had wronged his son, but if given another chance to choose, he would still take this path that might never lead him back home.
"Your Majesty, you must be able to find the Empress Dowager!"
Moyan Hua looked at him with confidence in her eyes and hope in her voice.
"This time, Hu'er has returned, just to borrow the power of the Nine-Colored Altar, leave the Yun Huan Continent and head to the legendary Xian Lian Continent!"
Mo Yuanhe said with a smile, seeing his son alive made him very happy. He didn't ask for his children to be by his side all the time, he just hoped they were safe and sound.
"Father Emperor, may your journey be smooth!"
Mo Yan's lips moved slightly, her voice was like a piano sound, with a tone of blessing.
"Your Majesty, remember someone is waiting for you both to return together!"
Feng Mei Xue listened to Mo Bing Hen's story, and she no longer pursued the fact that he had abandoned his son to fend for himself. Instead, she felt a hint of emotion.
How much he must have loved that woman, to be so madly searching for her, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, no matter how small that hope was!
She herself cannot give up hope, but with nine exquisite lotus pearls, she will definitely find them!
As long as she collects all nine Lianlian Lotus Pearls, she will have the hope of having a baby, and she must go all out!
Now she already has two Linglong Lotus Beads on her body, and there are seven left. It seems that it's not possible to find them all. Whether she wants to increase her strength, step into the strong realm, or clear the poison from her body, she must have the Linglong Lotus Beads!
She also remembered that Nalan Fengyin had once said that if nine Lianlian Lotus Seeds were collected, they would be able to open the passage leading to the Heavenly Realm.
At that time, I also had the opportunity to find my mother!
"Haha! Father Emperor also hopes that when the time comes, he can hold his grandson, Little Nine must work harder!"
A long-forgotten smile appeared on his icy, cold and sharp face like a knife's edge.
He didn't waste any time and went back to the imperial palace with Mo Yuan River immediately, unwilling to wait for even a moment.
"Big brother, your body has just recovered, let's take good care of it and head back to the palace first!"
Feng Mei Xue smiled at Feng Lin Mo with a sweet and soft voice that felt very comfortable to listen to.
"It's getting late, you two be careful on your way! I'll see you out!"
Feng Yan nodded, his eyes filled with too many emotions. After hearing Mo Bingxue's story, he suddenly had an urge to find Zi Xue, perhaps he could also find her reincarnation.
He still has the chance to see how she's doing!
But he didn't have a soulmate lock, even if Zixue's reincarnation was standing right in front of him, he might still miss her.
A few people walked to the entrance of Feng Fu, and the previous fight attracted a lot of onlookers, who had just calmed down.
"Tap tap tap——"
The sound of horseshoes echoed from afar and drew near, a horse carriage came to a stop in front of the Feng manor.
A white jade-like tender hand lifted the pearl curtain of the carriage, stretched out a crystal-embroidered shoe, and then a face with a veil appeared before several people.
"Princess Ling Xuan!"
Feng Mei Xue saw Zi Ling Xuan and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Didn't she go back with her imperial brother? Why was she still here?
"May I ask who is Feng Yulan?"
Zi Ling Xuan walked down step by step, her eyes gazed over with a warm and gentle light, her voice fell slowly.
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