Chapter 61
"You——" Shi Xi was anxious. These two people were both very weird.
Okay, he doesn't care.
Before leaving, Shen Feng also told him not to tell Han Fengci that it was she who saved him.
I don’t understand, I really don’t understand.
After Shi Xi Xianjun left, Shen Feng picked up the teacup again. The tea made ripples, and the swaying phoenix tree leaves reflected in it looked like falling leaves in the autumn rain on the mortal world.
She sipped tea with a smile on her face.
For her, this was good. Not only was he fine, but he was even stronger than before. If she had known earlier that this would change their fate... That's it, it's all over.
Tao follows nature, everything that happens is fate, and nothing is up to us.
She touched her belly and smiled happily.
Why not, let’s go to the Demon Palace.
You can't let the kid never see his father, right?
With this thought in mind, Feng Wuling finished her last cup of tea and headed towards the Desert of Death. However, she thought too simply. She only had 10% of her spiritual power left, and she had to rest three or four times during her trip to the Desert of Death.
Alas, there is a saying in the world, thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, it is true. She sat under the tree, wiping her sweat, and couldn't help laughing at herself. After a short rest, a few hours later, she finally arrived at the gate of the demon palace shrouded in black air.
Such a rich aura of the ancient demon god!
Stone Qilin!
Feng Wuling quickly attracted the attention of the black unicorns on both sides of the door.
This is really a black unicorn!
There is a guardian beast that accompanies the ancient demon god.
When the demon god disappears, the guardian beast will turn into a stone statue. When the demon god appears, the guardian beast and the demon palace will appear together.
Feng Wuling touched the black unicorn's head, and then touched the black unicorn's ears. The black unicorn hummed when he was touched.
It feels so good to touch! Feng Wuling completely forgot why she came here.
Just as she was getting excited, a powerful suction force lifted Feng Wuling into the air and sent her straight to the main hall of the Demon Palace - it was Han Fengci.
He was wearing a black robe of divine silk and a black crown on his head, which was the root of the hibiscus tree, exuding the breath of eternity. He sat in the high magic chair, one hand on his knee, fiddling with his sleeves, and did not even look up at her.
Of course, Feng Wuling did not speak. She was not angry, but she found that the little guy in her belly was restless and sucked the magic energy in the temple. This is not something that everyone can absorb. As expected, the magical power of blood ties is beyond the reach of even the heavens. This is an unexpected surprise. She has lost too much immortal power and was worried about how to raise the baby. Look, his father is raising him.
She decided to live here!
Han Fengci certainly didn't know what Feng Wuling was thinking. He only knew that the Divine Phoenix was standing in the hall in a daze, expressionless and indifferent. Everything had nothing to do with her.
So, what was she doing here looking for him in this state?
Looking at those indifferent pupils, Han Fengci inexplicably felt a surge of heat, and he only heard him speak: "How dare you, Divine Phoenix, insult the Divine Beast of the Demon Palace."
The voice was as cold as ice.
Feng Wuling's eyelashes twitched, and it seemed that she had come back to her senses. Then, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, but before she could say anything, Han Fengci suddenly teleported in front of her, and lifted her chin with his fingertips, very hard. The two looked at each other, and his eyes, without any of the previous emotions, were dancing with teasing.
He said: "Shenfeng, the love of Beiming God, is it fun?"
Feng Wuling continued to move her lips, unable to utter a single word. The sharp confrontation in her eyes was clearly gone. She looked at him quietly. Han Fengci felt that the woman in front of him was really dazzling. She had learned to give in at this point. Fine, he could accept it.
So, he thought of a fun way -
He smiled evilly.
"You, stay and be a maid."
Feng Wuling was stunned for a moment, and Han Fengci sneered, "There is no need to look at me like that. From now on, atone your sins. My soul is also my property. If you dare to tease my soul like this, you should bear the price. Does the Divine Phoenix agree?"
Is it okay to not approve? Feng Wuling thought to herself, I came here to see him anyway, so what if I stay a few more days? Anyway——
So, Feng Wuling agreed very readily. So readily that Han Fengci looked at her strangely for a while, and always felt that something was wrong. Feng Wuling was frightened by Han Fengci's stare. No matter whether it was a human or an immortal, when they felt guilty, their eyes would dodge, and she was no exception. She didn't know where to look. Feng Wuling once had a pet meerkat. When it stole nuts, it was just like her now, with its head down and its eyes wandering around. Now she is surprisingly similar to that meerkat. Later, the meerkat ran away with another immortal for food, and she was angry for several days. At that time, Han Fengci almost killed the meerkat. If Feng Wuling hadn't arrived in time, the meerkat would have to practice Taoism again.
Alas - Feng Wuling sighed in her heart, wondering why this man kept looking at her? He made her dare not move, could he have discovered something? This shouldn't be the case? Before coming here, she had clearly eaten the spring sycamore leaf sprouts - to cover up the smell.
The more I thought about it, the more empty I felt, and the more I dared not look him in the eye.
However, Feng Wuling did underestimate Han Fengci now. The small sycamore leaf buds were like mayflies to the ancient demon god. In the process from uncertainty to certainty, he experienced a blizzard in his heart, the collapse of the ancient glacier, and the power of chaos. His hands behind his back trembled, and although he tried his best to hide his anger, the smell became more and more pungent - the smell of pregnancy.
The more he tried to avoid it, the more the smell rushed into his nostrils without his consent! In the end, Han Fengci could only hold his breath and cut off all smells - sooner or later he would bury that stupid dragon deep in the bottom of the South Sea as fertilizer!
After a while, Han Fengci finally spoke——
"Get out." Very short.
Feng Wuling felt that Han Fengci's temperament was completely different from before. Han Fengci used to be cold and aloof, but now he was not only cold and aloof, but also unstable. If you want to get out, then get out. She also has a temper. She left without even looking back.
The guide butterfly led Feng Wuling to another palace and flew away. Feng Wuling looked at the bedroom in front of her. What should she say? It was a little small, but it was clean. There was a bed and a table, and it could shelter from the wind and rain. It was okay.
The sleepiness came suddenly. Flying from the Red Sun Continent to the Shihuang Desert had already exhausted her, especially with a baby in her belly. She really didn't have any strength at all.
Feng Wuling was sleeping soundly, snoring slightly, and she didn't even notice Han Fengci standing in front of her. Han Fengci's brows had never relaxed since he knew Feng Wuling was pregnant. He was suspicious, it's just a pregnancy, why didn't she have any guard at all? Doesn't this mean that anyone can take his life?
Han Fengci stood in Feng Wuling's room for a long time, and no one knew what he was thinking. It was not until Feng Wuling's eyelashes trembled in sleep as if she was about to wake up that he turned into a wisp of black smoke and left.
The cloud of black smoke flew out of the Demon Palace and headed north along with the thin clouds.
On that night, the snow lotus flowers in the North Sea bloomed as usual, with a hint of light blue in the white. A man in black robes stood on the huge ice wall, his eyes looking down on everything, as if in his eyes, the pure snow lotus was a dying thing.
The North Sea has always been the territory of Han Fengci. It is extremely cold there, and few gods would set foot there. If you are lucky enough to come to the North Sea, you will definitely stop to look at the ice flowers all over the ground.
What a beautiful snow lotus. But everything was ridiculous in the eyes of the man in black.
Not long after, the man finally spoke: "Feng Wuling, I'll let you go."
Instantly, a strong wind blew in the snowy area of Beiming, and the icy and beautiful snow lotus was about to fall as if it had been uprooted. "My lovesickness is all the ice flowers of Beiming, hidden in the extremely cold place. Now I offer my soul as a sacrifice. There will be no living creatures in the ice wall of Beiming for thousands of years. I will fall into the wall and it will disappear."
The snow lotus was instantly surrounded by a hundred-meter-high ice wall, and the entire Beiming region seemed to have turned into an ice ruin. In a moment, the large snow lotus ice flowers turned into black lotus in just half a breath. The man closed his eyes tightly and said goodbye. When he opened his eyes again, his cold eyes were lifeless.
Spring is late, and autumn is late. In my life, flowers wither and leaves fall. I am only worthy of the residual blood falling on my shoulders, and I walk alone in the dark abyss.
There, the wind howls and ghosts howl. How ridiculous! This is where I will end up.
He probably couldn't realize how lonely his back was, he just couldn't see it.
Since Feng Wuling came to the Demon Palace a few days ago, Han Fengci did not cause any trouble to her. This made Feng Wuling wonder. These days, she has visited the Demon Palace, but there are very few people, it is very deserted, and it seems dark everywhere. It seems that Han Fengci still doesn't like crowds. The only thing she can't stand is that the Demon Palace cannot let in sunlight.
Although Feng Wuling was unhappy, for some reason, the cub in her belly was very active these days. She could feel that the cub was absorbing the energy of the demon god. Oh, it seems that she really needs to stay here for some time. The cub must have been hungry for a long time. She herself no longer has any spiritual power to provide him with nutrients, no wonder he has been absorbing the ancient spiritual energy of this demon palace.
Pleasant days are always short. On this day, Feng Wuling was taking a nap when she suddenly heard a voice from the void beside her ears - it was Han Fengci.
Let her serve in front of the palace.
Sleepy, sleepy, really sleepy. She wanted to stay up for a while, but the cold wind had eyes on her. The sound of emptiness kept lingering in her ears, getting louder and louder until she stood up. It was so annoying. She sat on the bed, her eyes were dull and her mouth was pouting.
Arriving at the main hall, Feng Wuling was very surprised, but after thinking about it, she was not surprised anymore -
Peacock Princess Danying?
She was wearing a long green gauze dress with a circle of olive green peacock feathers around the skirt, which was quite nice. She was talking about peacock feathers.
According to the hierarchy, Dan Ying should salute Feng Wu Ling. Regardless of rank or race, Dan Ying had to salute. The Divine Phoenix is the ancestor of the Peacock! But Dan Ying not only didn't take it seriously, she also squinted at him several times. Who gave her the courage? Feng Wu Ling couldn't bear it and said, "Little Peacock, why don't you salute me when you see me?"
Dan Ying changed her usual domineering attitude and bowed her head like a little woman, looking extremely aggrieved. Feng Wuling was almost laughing out of anger. If someone came in at this time, they would definitely think that she bullied Dan Ying. What was going on? She didn't want to stay here any longer, so she looked at Han Fengci who had been silent in the high seat and said, "What do you want from me? If nothing else, I'll leave first."
"Have I been too indulgent towards you these days?"
A low voice with a hint of anger made her chest tremble. Then another low voice with a sense of pressure: "The Peacock Princess is my honored guest, why don't you quickly help the Peacock Princess to take a seat?"
What? Feng Wuling's eyes widened instantly, questioning with her gaze, who should she serve? - The Peacock Princess? - She serves?
Han Fengci raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't understand."
Feng Wuling was obviously resisting, her lower lip was almost bitten by her, but she refused to move. Danying was watching the show from the side. At this time, she would not help Shen Feng to speak up. She hoped that there would be a gap between the two of them.
Han Fengci stood up slowly, his eyes never leaving Feng Wuling. Every time he stepped down a step, he brought a hint of demonic pressure, and Feng Wuling couldn't bear it. What on earth was he doing? Was he so angry? If he continued like this, she might not be able to bear it. Until Han Fengci stood in front of her, her chin was lifted by him, and when they looked at each other, he said, "Don't you understand what I said?"
"Have you forgotten the mission I gave you to live in the Demon Palace?"
"I haven't forgotten." Feng Wuling looked at him and said, "I will only be your maid."
Han Fengci obviously paused for a moment. Although he concealed it well, Feng Wuling was too close to him and of course she could feel it.
After a while, he spoke: "You have no choice. Princess Peacock will stay in the Demon Palace for a while, and you will be responsible for her food, clothing and other expenses."
Without waiting for Feng Wuling to refuse, Han Fengci left, leaving Feng Wuling and Danying staring at each other.
But who is Feng Wuling? How could she be controlled by Danying? A little peacock, only its feathers were worth her attention. So, she stood in front of Danying. The two of them had been dealing with each other for many years.
Danying's love for Hanfengci should be a one-sided love.
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