Immortal Immortal: Uncle, please give me a hug

The latter listened attentively and stroked the white ball's hair: "You know how to run around!"

He counted with his fingers, raised his eyes, and said with a faint smile: "It turns out that she is a little goddess of the Feng clan. She has never greeted her from afar. It is really disrespectful!"

"The little girl is Feng Xi. May I ask who is the lord?" Feng Xi still understands that if you want to save your life, you have to be polite to others.

Those who can tell the origin of the Protoss in one word are definitely not ordinary people.

"It's just an idler, how can we talk about sacredness!" Hua Yichen smiled lightly, his phoenix eyes swept over the person, and then said again: "It is God's will for a few of you to enter Mo Sheng Valley, and it is good to stay here for a few days. Let me do my best to be a landlord!"

"Beautiful man's kindness, how can I refuse it, but now my best friend is seriously injured, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay for a long time!" Feng Xi had a very regretful look on his face, showing no intentions.

As the sound fell, Hua Yichen turned into a sharp weapon and approached Feng Xi with his sleeves full of falling flowers. The latter turned his orchid finger, and countless white feathers came out. appearance.

Who knows that the smell of peach blossoms around her is getting stronger, Feng Xi yells inwardly, but it's too late, amidst the peach blossom petals flying all over the sky, Feng Xi and Cai'er's bodies gradually soften, unconsciously dissipate.

"Huarong, throw the lotus ink into the ice and flame pool!" Hua Yichen pinched the black chess piece beside him and ordered lightly.

"Yes, Valley Master!" This person, who had cultivated blessings for several lifetimes, actually troubled her family's Valley Master to rescue him, and Huarong helped the unconscious man obediently go.

Holding the warm and cool chess piece in his hand, Hua Yichen thought for a while, and then played it out. In all directions, the chess pieces formed a circle around Feng Xi in an extremely regular manner, faintly emitting a blue light.

The people in the circle were slowly aroused by the power in Hua Yichen's palms, and sat on the ground with their eyes closed tightly. Eyelashes as long as butterfly wings cast a shadow, and the cinnabar between their eyebrows became more and more vivid.

"Missing into the road of three lives, a dream leads to the way back." Hua Yichen said lightly, then sat down cross-legged on the spot, squeezed up, and the seal of the gods entered directly from Feng Xi's forehead, and the light blue light disappeared instantly, accompanied by All the memories about the God Realm.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the spiritual power from his fingertips poured into the formation, and peach blossoms fell into them one after another, circling around Feng Xi.

"If there is a peach blossom catastrophe in the dream, who will return to the Nine Heavens?"

The blue light soared into the sky, and the art of dream-making was launched magnificently: Qionglouyuyu, jade crowns and costumes, all kinds of people, countless scenes appeared in Feng Xi's mind in an instant, from daytime to the sky full of stars In the end, the dream of a day and a night only stayed in Hua Yichen's leisurely sentence: "From now on, you will be Feng Qinghua, the eldest princess of the Feng Kingdom!"

The peripheral vision of the formation faded away, Feng Xi's forehead was covered with sweat, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned.

In a blank memory, only the words "Feng Qinghua, Princess of the Wind Kingdom" are deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Guzhu, are you alright!" The sharp-eyed Hua Nian stepped forward to help Hua Yichen, who was a little pale, and complained quietly: "Today, Haotian Lei, who is wearing the seal of the gods, is going to go to those gods who came down to earth in private. Yes, I don’t know how this little girl from the Feng Clan is so lucky to let her hide in the past, causing the owner of the valley to spend so much trouble!"

The latter got up and said in relief: "It's okay!"

"Now you are also a mortal body, why did you sacrifice your destiny to open such a huge dream-making realm?" The latter asked with a little worry.

It's really not my master's style to do this kind of thing that hurts others and doesn't benefit oneself.

Hua Yichen pinched a piece of gorgeous peach petals, looked at the boundless sky full of stars and said with a faint smile: "Wanwan must have been confused again and let her come down from Sansheng Road at 33 Chongtian. This girl caused trouble. Sooner or later, I will help her clean up, so it's better to solve it earlier."

Looking at the name "Wan Wan" that his master was calling with a little doting, and the doting between his brows couldn't be concealed, Hua Nian suddenly felt a little envious.

Hua Yichen looked at the world of mortals outside the valley, and suddenly sighed, "This human world has really been peaceful for too long..."

The phoenix enters the mortal world, and the celestial beings fall into the mortal world. Regardless of your past life, you are now entering this thought.

Three thousand mortals, forget about the heaven and the earth, the scroll of destiny is officially opened...

……

Two years later, the human world, the wind country.

The spring breeze blows green lakes and mountains, and the capital of Fengguo is the time when pear blossoms are everywhere.

It coincided with the 16th year of the princess of Fengguo Qinghua, who was famous far and wide, and the first half of the ceremony, all the famous aristocratic men of the four countries had gathered here.

Fengguo was originally a woman who ruled the world. Although Fenghuang passed away early and the empress is in power now, there is only Feng Qinghua, her daughter, under her knees.

Those who win the phoenix and the beauty are like winning the wind and the country. No one wants to miss this kind of good deed that both the country and the beauties have.

Although the peerless beauty of the Princess Qinghua was passed down by word of mouth, it was well known throughout the world, but Feng Nation had an unsightly tradition, before all noble girls got married, they covered their faces with white veils to show their chastity.

Beauty is beauty, no one has ever seen what this eldest princess looks like, this is really worrying for those who love beauty.

"My master said that whoever can draw the face of the eldest princess will be rewarded with a hundred taels of gold!"

"While going, I'm ashamed to come out with a hundred taels of gold. Everyone listens to 1000 taels of gold, as long as a picture of the face of Princess Qinghua under the veil!"

"Listen to me, who can paint the face of Princess Qinghua, my master will promise him fame, fortune, and glory for a lifetime..."

Outside the palace, there was a lot of noise, and princes and princes from all over the world spared no expense in exchange for the artist's painting of Princess Hua, Zhu Yan.

Outside the palace, there was a lot of noise, but at this moment in the Chang'an Palace, there was a stalemate between father and daughter, which was on the verge of breaking out.

"Have you really thought it through?" Feng Yanqing was the only voice in the huge palace, and the voice was so low that it made one feel like falling into an abyss.

"My son doesn't want to marry a husband or a man, did the emperor hear clearly this time?"

Feng Qinghua was dressed in a white brocade dress, with a light gauze covering her face, and the cinnabar between her eyebrows was gorgeous.

"Qinghua." Feng Yanqing slowly raised her eyes and called out.

The years did not bring any traces to this legendary Empress of Fengguo. The thick and gorgeous palace clothes on him complemented each other with incomparable dignity.

Feng Qinghua raised her eyes, "Isn't the choice of son-in-law already determined by the empress father, but it's just a formality, what difference does it make if the son-in-law is willing or not?"

In her father's heart, there has always been only this thousand li country.

They are just pawns in his hands, the way has been paved long ago, and he has no choice.

Feng Qinghua was startled when a powerful air current came in front of her along with the palm wind, and then her skills counteracted, the two palm winds collided, and countless porcelains in the hall made crisp cracking sounds.

Feng Qinghua's three thousand hairs were in a mess, as if something had hit her body with the wind of her palm, she pursed her lips, but refused to show any weakness.

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