Chapter 152: Original world 4

In particular, after seeing the action of the empty meditation to try to caress the fluff of the little phoenix, the scorpion of the smashing win became dull as ink, and when it was not close, it was cold and open: "The lord is a big Yaxing, good. The main entrance does not go, but it ran silently to the backyard of my impetuous palace. - Do you like to do this sneaky act in the underworld?"
For Xiaofeng, who doesn't remember anything, Kong Ming is still a stranger. Winning is the first person he saw after he broke the shell, and he was fully recognized and close to him. Originally, under the temptation of the empty meditation, I agreed to give the little phoenix to the empty fox, but after hearing the sound of 犴win, I immediately turned my head and fluttered with small wings to win and fly, not forgetting the milk. And a little proud report: "When you win, I will spit fireball!"
The empty hand stopped suddenly there, and it took a while to recover. He did not turn around with his voice, only slightly squinted back and won: "...the demon emperor really won the prize."
The tone is light and slow, and the words are as savage as the knife. The next moment is the unrelenting directness: "This king can't compare with the demon emperor, play with a fake hand and pretend to be pretending. The king wants to know." In that year, the medicine made with the heart of the phoenix, can you still use it? Save the blood of your father's heart, can you take it back?"
"Empty!" Wins and clenches his fist and cuts him directly. "You have too many words."
"many?"
The empty meditation finally turned around, a pair of dark red eyes in the sun, the color is like the fire of the raging purgatory, and the ice is cold. "That is because you are guilty. - Win, you dare Don't dare to answer these two questions in a sly face?"
The phoenix who was stunned to win the shoulder was unclear, so he only felt the tightness of the man's body, and he subconsciously licked his chin with fluff. He won the stable standing, did not speak or move, no matter from which point of view, he could not find a trace of flaws, but only he knew that he was only trying to maintain stability, and the feeling of tumbling inside had turned him all over the body. The bones are all crushed.
Because he did not dare to answer, the regrets and sorrows crushed him thousands of years ago. He did not dilute a point as time passed, but the deeper the accumulation. After I won a few moments, I finally opened my mouth, but I didn’t answer it.
Where are you going to be clean? Empty, are you not good at remembering, forgetting the means that you have made?!

The momentum of the empty body has been unconsciously released. The previous dust and mildness have disappeared. The same is true for the win. The pressure between the two is in the courtyard, and the phoenix tree next to it is creaking. Only the little phoenix is ​​safe and sound.
I won’t particularly worry about gently ignoring the ignorant little phoenix in my arms.
I’m sorry, I’ll make a redemption to him, but that’s after all, it’s a matter of peace between me and me. I don’t know what the outsiders are. Before the millennium, I was a fairy who knew each other and loved each other. - What kind of identity did Pluto ask me?
Knowing that the four words of love are like a spike, squatting in the empty heart, the blood of the tie. The mistakes he made were indeed more serious than the wins, because what he did in the past was due to his ignorance, but he was deliberately divorced.
But what did he do with his means, Xiaofeng never liked him.
The momentum of the emptiness is further deepened, but the winner is still standing there and continues to speak: "If Pluto is the same as the sinner, I would like to discuss it privately with you. If it is the identity of the old man, I can Make sure that the rest of your life will do your best to be good. But if you are a rival," he paused. "The Emperor will not be accompanied, please return to Pluto."
"The demon emperor is consciously, and the three sentences do not leave the atonement." The empty meditation looks straightforward and wins: "Then you are taking care of you now, is it out of love, or is it for compensation and apology? If you even have this If you can’t tell, you’ll be a little farther away!

"...not to make up for it or to apologize," the twilight of the scorpion wins to a certain depth and sweeps away the haze. Suddenly it becomes clear and clear, such as the washed blue sky, saying: "It is love. I love him."
Snakes are cold-blooded animals. This problem is actually very simple for you to win, because people like him, if they don't love the depths, will not have any apologies. He immediately looked back to the air: "I want to ask you, can you share love, possessiveness, likeness, and unwillingness? If you don't know clearly, it is you who are far away!"
The Pluto of the Four Realms lived for a while, and did not answer until they left. Xiaofeng is in the stage of wanting to play with her. She is also a bit disappointed with the departure of the empty meditation. Even the gap between eating and eating is constantly asking questions like a curious baby.
He won and endured, until he heard Xiaoying’s good looks, his clothes were better than him, and even when his voice was better than him, he couldn’t help himself. ""
"Why do you want to be jealous?" Little Phoenix, like a child, like a small pigeon, stunned his head and said very seriously, "The vinegar is sour, not good, I prefer to eat sweet."
So he won a word that the younger can understand: "You said that he is better than me, I am not happy."
"Oh," Xiaofeng understood this time. "You can look better than you, and he..."
I haven't finished talking yet, but I saw the spoon in my hand and flew out.
"Suddenly I felt a pain in my hand, so I didn't take it." The Emperor of the Emperor explained that he was very unwilling.
The bells and the millennium on the side of the room did not dare to scream, but my heart could not help but spit out the spoon of my own demon. This spoon is really powerful, but it does not fall straight, but can fly from the desktop to the wall. There is only one sentence in the heart of winning: this is the twenty-third time, and his baby has already had twenty-three times.
auzw.com was depressed until the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees, and the hand was suddenly surrounded by the warm touch, only to find it came from two small fluffy wings.
"Your hand is okay?" Little Phoenix used his little wings to touch the winning hand and asked: "How come suddenly? Is it painful?"
Winning for two seconds to the small Phoenix's bright and transparent golden eyes, could not help but stretch out his arms and put his entire body into his arms.
At the same time, the two felt the heartbeat of speeding up and winning, and the win-win had long known that they were hopeless, and they fell into the trap of screaming and couldn’t climb anymore.
The phoenix family is really a unique ancient god, from the broken shell to just a short period of six months, the small phoenix has been successfully shaped. This day is just an ordinary afternoon. When I am busy, I will make a big step into the courtyard. From a distance, I will see the little phoenix patted the small wings, leaping from the phoenix tree, and then turning into a human figure in the air.
It looks like it’s only about four or five years old, but it’s the most beautiful child I’ve ever seen since I won’t live. Wufa, Jinxi, red, and the appearance of falling like a fairy dancing in the forest. The white and tender feet fluttered on the ground, and the long hair and the crimson clothes swayed and danced slowly, and the yellow leaves and fine dust were stunned.
This scene is like a slow motion that has been deliberately extended. Every detail is clearly printed in the mind of Win, and it will never be forgotten. The nature of the phoenix is ​​not subject to any restraint. The small phoenix can be shaped here, and there is a singularity to go out alone to play.
I can only win the victors who have just experienced the heavens and the underworld. I have already had some grass and trees, and I am determined not to let Xiaohuang go out alone. The two of them were unhappy, and the unhappy little phoenix launched a small temper in the inner hall. He grabbed the pen holder on the table and threw it on the ground.
However, he was caught by the bell and hurriedly said that it was the longest spirit jade pen holder with their demon, and could not fall. He lifted his foot to kick the scented incense burner next to him, and was hurriedly supported by the millennium, saying that it was a rare high-order magic weapon and could not fall.
"No problem, I like to fall and fall."
The voice of 犴win is heard from far and near, and the pets contained in the tone are very obvious. Like all the children in the rebellious period, the little phoenix was even more unhappy when he won this calm parent. He eventually slammed the things in the inner hall with the deliberate connivance of winning.
The little Phoenix, who was tired, fell asleep in his arms.
The child is just like a day, only a few days of hard work wins, I feel that the baby in my arms is a little bigger than the shape. The white skin is like a delicate flower, and the long eyelashes are the butterflies on the flowers. It’s just that when I go to sleep, I seem to be fighting with everyone. The whole face is full of enthusiasm.
He won the love of the pro-French little face, and helped him wipe the little hand with warm water, then carefully put the person on the bed and lie down on him.
As a small phoenix, as usual, he won the battle in his sleep, and the arch fell asleep on the chest of the win. It seems to be eternal and stable with the daily interaction that is generally the same.
It is a pity that eternal is the dream that can not be won.
Even if life is not extinguished, it will not be the first look when you look back. Love and courage, determination and passion will also change one by one, no longer. Winning is very clear. No matter how small Phoenix will not restore his memory, Xiao Feng’s feelings of enthusiasm for him may never come back.
Little Phoenix is ​​full of brains but only how to successfully slip out of the impetuous palace. His mana has been awakened every day as he grows up, and he has successfully broken through the enchantment built on the palace wall by repeated attempts.
On the bustling streets, in addition to the dense shops on both sides of the street, small vendors walking along the street, bustling crowds, and a tender little phoenix.
The little phoenix grows too good-looking. Although the appearance is only six or seven years old, even the most beautiful foxes in the demon world are not too much, but they also carry high and unattainable extravagance. When they appear, they attract the attention of passers-by.
The bustling and prosperous little phoenix of the main city had already experienced it before it had been transformed, but it was the one that brought him to him. This time, he came and felt different. Xiaofeng strolled through several streets and ate a bunch of snacks unique to the demon world. It was very satisfying. For example, the carrot cake made by the rabbit demon, the honey candy sold by the bear demon, and the fried chestnuts of the squirrel demon. I was parked in front of a stall selling land and melons. I suddenly heard an excited and unbelievable call from behind me: "... Lord, master?"
There was a clear trembling in the voice, and the little phoenix couldn’t help but look back. Then I saw a handsome young man in Tsing Yi, who was looking at him with a glimpse of it.
The real eye of the other party made Xiaofeng inexplicably reveal a sense of familiarity. The subconscious mind said: "...who are you?"
"Do you not remember the young master?" Tsing Yi’s teenager rushed forward, and the next second was directly in front of Xiaofeng. "You are finally back, Aqing wants you, the whole habitat." I’ve been waiting for you to come back and forth...

The sound of the green scorpion is still unable to control the tremor, so that the little phoenix did not know how to react. He only made a small face and shook his eyebrows: "Do you admit the wrong person?"
Xiaofeng forgot his supreme identity, forgot his golden palace, and forgot his two green and white mounts. Qinglan died and shook his head: "I am dead and will not admit the wrong master. Although the main son Nirvana is new, it looks younger now, but no one can pretend to be the breath and appearance of the master. You are not with Aqing. Well, the heavens are more conducive to your growth than the demon world. When your mana is restored to 70%, you can think of it all..."