Listening to the Phoenix

Chapter 65 64. The Origin of the Heavenly Dao

Qinglian swayed.

The young man in red sat on the void, resting his cheek with one hand.

"Tell me, if Ah Ling knew that I was the biggest mastermind behind the scenes, how would he be angry?" He said in a helpless tone, looking at Qinglian.

Qinglian shakes the petals, revealing a kind of gloating of "you deserve to die for hiding from your Taoist companion".

Feng Queci gritted his teeth, pulled Qinglian's petals, and twisted the petals in a circle, "Give me an idea!"

Qinglian said how would I know what to do.

I do not know anything!

Feng Que said: "Because of Pangu."

Qinglian patted him with petals.

Feng Que Ci narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, "Da Dao, what do you think?"

Avenue pretends to be deaf and dumb.

Feng Queci really wanted to smash these two guys who would die at the critical moment.One is faster than the other to shirk responsibility.

What's the use of keeping them!

Feng Que smiled angrily: "Da Dao, how did you trick me last time!"

Let's settle the ledger!

It made him lose his memory.Even though the memory comes back automatically after a thousand years, it has already hurt Ah Ling.

"Da Dao! How dare you say Ah Ling is your favorite child!"

"Is there anyone like you!"

"Put him to death if you like! To the pit of martyrdom! Huh?"

Facing Feng Queci's angry questioning, Dao:...

"It's not about you."

Feng Queci punched it.

Qinglian shrinks her petals, feeling that her soft petals are in severe pain.I empathize with Dao's pain.

Which of the two of them hadn't been beaten up by Feng Queci angrily.Qinglian has a heartache.

But he didn't help Dao.

——The plastic friendship of being beaten together.

That is to say, Tian Dao is stupid, unconscious, unable to see the essence of Feng Que's speech, and keeps targeting Feng Que's speech.That's all right now, the time that the Dao of Heaven can still exist is counting down.

Think back then when Da Dao didn't see clearly and bumped into him, he was beaten until now, leaving a shadow called "Feng Que Ci".Poor.

There is also Pan Gu, who was also beaten to the point of being suspicious of God, and then directly did such a big thing.

——Alright, Pan Gu is destined to open up the wilderness.

Dao felt aggrieved.

"Didn't you push Pangu's martyrdom? Didn't you point out the origin of Shaoyang's martyrdom?" So where do you have the face to criticize me?Aren't you indirectly responsible for the martyrdom of my favorite child?

Remove Qimin.

Aren't you also the indirect main reason for Qiminhui's like that?

Feng Que clenched his fists with a dangerous expression.

Qinglian heard Daoist's muffled hum, and blocked her hearing with lotus petals.

I didn't hear anything.

The avenue was completely quiet.Qinglian strengthened her courage, "You can't kill Heaven."

Feng Queci continued impatiently: "I still need to ensure that the way of heaven is not dead. I know."

Qinglian felt the pain all over her body was terribly painful, and secretly cursed Dao, Qinglian said tremblingly: "Actually, as long as the Dao of Heaven is still hanging on it, that's fine... We don't force anything else."

right.Not force.

Avenue silently agreed.

It doesn't matter even if Tiandao has no consciousness.No problem with missing arms or legs.

Anyway, there must be a way of heaven hanging in the world.

Even if you pinch one up again.

Feng Que resigned: "It's mainly Yuqing Shangqing's difficulty." He bumped Qinglian with his elbow, "What if Yuqing Shangqing disagrees?"

"That's Pangu's primordial spirit."

Qinglian: ...

Dare I say anything!If you have the ability, don't point your sword at me!

Avenue: ...

"With Shaoyang here, they will agree." Dao Dao said, saving Qing Lian from Feng Que's sword.

Tears welled up in Qinglian's eyes—although Qinglian didn't have such a thing as eyes, it didn't prevent Qinglian from being moved when she felt Feng Queci remove the sword.

Feng Que was slightly satisfied, "You haven't answered my question yet." He refused to let go, and said again.

The avenue simply disappeared.Qinglian wants to cry but has no tears.

No, you can't bully me, a lotus flower can't run away.Dao, come back and save me!

no!Calm down!what are you up to!

Qinglian almost screamed.Qinglian watched Feng Queci look up and down at her petals, and was scared out of her wits.

Avenue!Come back and help! !

After Feng Que left, Da Dao came back to see Qinglian.

"Are you OK?"

Qinglian: "..."

The green lotus unfolded, and the place where a few lotus petals had been torn was very conspicuous, and Dao Dao felt sad from it.

"Does it hurt?" Dao Dao rarely found a few sympathies.

"Why are you running! Remember to take me with you even if you want to run! You don't have a body!! But I do!" Qinglian's petals trembled excitedly, and she was worried that the petals would fall off because of the violent trembling. ground petals.

Avenue: "..."

Da Dao changed the topic at the right time, avoiding poking Qinglian's sad incident, and asked, "Why did he pick your flower petals?"

"...they said they want to make tea for Qimin." Qinglian wilted and said weakly.

Avenue: "..."

Da Dao was frightened and disappeared again.

Qinglian hugged her wound, almost crying her heart broke.

my petals...

I understand you!But how can you tear the petals straight from me?

I can give you lotus seeds.The lotus petals that fell off before can also be used.

Can't you take a moment and let me give it to you?Do you have to tear it yourself?

Qinglian fell into grief and anger, unable to extricate herself.

On the other side, Tiandao was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say: "Yuqing, you are not afraid that something will happen to your child!"

Yuwei's attack was more ruthless.

Tiandao was a little at a loss.

All of a sudden, I knew that the Heavenly Dao that I had always hated and killed each other was like this, and my mood and mood were hard to describe for a while.

Feeling pretty...poor.

He He explained while beating: "If his child is really in your hands, then he has already matched with you, will you let the child go? So of course I chose to catch you in exchange."

Throwing a rat, kidnapping is not used in this way.

Listening to the sound, I got drunk on my toes, fell behind Tiandao and went straight to the back of Tiandao.

Play it for several days, and listen to the sound to get drunk to induce the surrounding ice to block the way of heaven.

At the same time, several Dao methods fell, smashing Tian Dao half to death.

"We don't seem to be able to kill Heaven." Xi He remembered something.

……

Several saints were relatively silent.

The emperor appeared at this time. "I can kill," he said.

"Da Dao agrees?" Xi He asked.

Dijun nodded: "Yes."

Dijun bent down, inserted the five fingers of his right hand into Tiandao's chest, and took out a long and warm white light from it.

Warm like a glass of warm water in winter.

The emperor said: "I want the origin of the way of heaven."

Hehe realized something was wrong.

Lang Lang's voice sounded one step ahead of him, and he refused: "No."

Dijun felt that the life of God was like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

Just like Dao Dao and Qing Lian's aftereffects of seeing Feng Que Ci's whole body ache, Di Jun also felt that he really wanted to turn around and leave immediately.

Dijun held on firmly, undefeated by the fear in his heart: "Senior..."

Well, the trembling vocal lines have sold him out.

The emperor said: "I need the source of the way of heaven."

Feng Que expressed his understanding, but, "You can't take everything."

"Don't be too greedy." Feng Que Ci's phoenix eyes were slightly bent, and the arc was intoxicating, but the emperor's body was full of alarm bells.

"Then [-]%?" Dijun bargained cautiously.

After taking a look at Lingyinzui and not getting a look back from Ah Ling, Feng Queci's smile was a little stiff.

"I remember, you had a damaged true spirit in your hand." Feng Que said thoughtfully.

"Now it should be with Venerable Shanglian!" Dijun replied without thinking.

Feng Queci took the ball of white light from his hand, split it into two, and handed it to the emperor.

Dijun: ...?

Feng Queci did not explain, and waved to him with a smile.