"Auntie." Feng Lin saluted.

Chengqi sat by the Wangchuan River in plain clothes, "You're back?"

"Well, my condolences, aunt." Feng Lin caught a glimpse of the wine in her hand.

Chengqi gave a bitter laugh, tugged the rim of the wine in his hand against the wine glass on the table, and made a banging sound, "I'm fine." Then he cast his eyes on the Naihe Bridge, "Today I just said goodbye to my old friend."

On the Naihe Bridge, the guide in the demon world held a green lantern and led the souls from all walks of life. Po Meng poured clear soup for them and said: "After crossing the Naihe Bridge, forget the people behind you." The souls were wearing black robes and carrying them with them.

The silver mask picked up the bowl in front of him, turned his eyes slightly in the direction of Chengqi, drank it in one gulp, walked up the steps, and walked towards the realm of reincarnation.

"Goodbye." Chengqi whispered, tilting the wine glass in front of him and tilting it sideways. The wine was absorbed by the soil, and there was slurry hanging on the grass blades.

When the people on the bridge disappeared, Chengqi knelt down on the cushion and said, "Sit down." He took another cushion and patted it.

Feng Lin sat down and said, "Clan Chief Fu, before you died, you asked me to give the Phoenix Phoenix Lantern to my aunt." As he said this, he moved his left hand and a green lantern appeared.

Chengqi spread her hands, and the lantern flew into her hand, "Phoenix is ​​like a phoenix, and I am praying for my phoenix to travel all over the world and return to my hometown." She read out calmly, and green phoenixes appeared around the lantern. The phoenix flew around the edge of the lantern, and finally landed on it.

The lamp handle and the wick were lit, and the cyan flame spread out in all directions, forming an ancient orange lotus flame. The fireworks outlined a girl holding a small cyan lamp in her hand. The girl slowly turned her head, and the flame fell and broke through the lotus.

, forming a phoenix reborn from the fire. The cyan flame outlines the figure of the phoenix, and the ancient orange wings flap in the air. The phoenix picks up the lamp handle with its mouth, flies to Chengqi's shoulder, and lands.

"This is?" Feng Lin looked at the phoenix standing on Cheng Qi's shoulder, adjusting its wings.

"This is the guardian spirit of Qiuhuang. Every time you use Qiuhuang, she will appear." Chengqi reached out to touch the Phoenix.

"Well. There is one more thing, it's about Lan Ping."

"If I guessed correctly, Lan Ping moved to seek phoenix"?

"Yes, there are traces of her spiritual power on the Phoenix."

"Then everything is explained." Chengqi looked up at Naihe Qiao, "How could a person like her be so careless?" Chengqi raised the corners of his mouth, sighed, and his eyes dimmed.

"The patriarch has his own calculations in mind." Feng Lin sat down and closed his eyes slightly, "Just like everyone, they have their own plans in mind."

When Chengqi heard this, he turned his head, and the gloom in his eyes turned into helplessness, "I said that I haven't seen me in these few months, so it turns out that I am resenting my aunt in my heart."

"Feng Lin doesn't dare." Feng Lin curled his fingers.

"Originally, Kawaze didn't intend to hide this from you. As you said, people have their own evaluations of what they do, and Kawaze also has his own thoughts in his heart."

"Is his thinking important?" Feng Lin chuckled, biting his lower lip unconsciously.

"When he came to me, I didn't agree, because I knew that your feelings for him couldn't be explained clearly in just two or three sentences."

"He... went to find his aunt. Did he propose it?" Feng Lin turned his head suddenly, holding back tears in his eyes.

"Yes, he prayed to me to replace the formation eye with his."

"Why?" Feng Lin grinned, breathing heavier.

"According to what he said, the Natural Clan can lose a Chuan Ze, but it cannot lose a Feng Lin."

"Humph~" Feng Lin lowered his head and laughed at himself.

"So you are like this too." Feng Lin stood up, "The confusion in my heart has disappeared, Feng Lin said goodbye."

Chengqi looked at Feng Lin going away and slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, "You~ have completely lost her." He poured the wine glass in his hand.

In Luanqing Pavilion, Feng Lin looked at the umbrella in the pavilion, his eyes empty. The Dongyue in his hand knocked on the ground. Finally, the umbrella surface touched the ground and the door opened.

"Sir, Nuwa is here to visit." Lan Xin called to Feng Lin who was heading to Tingfeng Pavilion.

Feng Lin took the invitation and asked, "What is she here for?"

"I said I came here to apologize."

Feng Lin glanced to the left, there were too many things accumulating in his mind, "Take her to the pavilion in her hometown."

"yes."

At Zheliu Ping, Nuwa sat down.

Feng Lin stood by the pavilion and glanced at Mai Sang next to Nuwa.

Nuwa understood and signaled Mai Sang to leave.

After Mai Sang left, Feng Lin sat down and said, "My queen, please take your time and come to my house to have some tea."

"I came here to say sorry to you."

Feng Lin raised a cup of tea, poured the water in the teacup on the ground and looked at it, "Do you think, no matter what you do, you only need to say that you didn't mean it, and then it won't stop?"

"I...at that time I just wanted to keep you, sister, but the method was really wrong."

"Sister?" Feng Lin shook his head, "Your Majesty, you can go to the devil world to check the book of life and death. What is the relationship between me, Feng Lin, and Shang Baizhi?"

"You look so much like your sister, so..."

"Now that you know it, how do you count the people who died in the killing array?"

"I..." Nuwa stood up, and Feng Lin's eyes followed her, and finally saw Nuwa kneeling on the ground. She slowly kowtowed to Feng Lin.

"What are you?" Feng Lin was stunned.

"It was my fault first. I shouldn't ask for forgiveness. I just want to see you again."

Such a humble prayer would appear in a king. Compared with the king's posture, she is not a poor person who surrendered to fate. Feng Lin lowered his head and put the tea cup on the table, "Tell me, you and your sister

story."

"Sister?" Nuwa lowered her head, "You want to listen?"

"It's not that I want to hear it, but the world needs to be guided by a king who puts down everything." Feng Lin stretched out his hand, and Nuwa took her hand and stood up, "After the matter is said, let it go, okay?"

"Yes." Nuwa nodded, "My sister and I are half-sisters. My sister is the posthumous son of the late queen. Her and I's status is not the best, but in such a huge palace, we always need to cuddle up. We

We grew up together until I found out that my mother was the murderer of the late queen. Facing the two closest people, I hesitated. I didn’t tell my sister, but my mother actually used me and poisoned the meals I gave to my sister.

, I took it in day by day, and eventually I lost my sister." Nuwa curled her fingers, "My sister told me in her last lesson before she died, not to hate, let alone complain." The tea cup in her hand shattered, and Nuwa's hands were mixed with blood.

Feng Lin reached out to touch her hand, and she slowly opened her hand, "She is right, you are not to blame for this matter."

"But, this whole thing is all my fault!" Nuwa gritted her teeth and banged her fist on the table.

"Then will you kill your mother to avenge her?" Feng Lin said lightly.

"I..." Nuwa let go of her fingers.

"Since you can't do it, what's the point of complaining?" Feng Lin stood up and crushed the tea leaves in his hand. "She knows you can't do it, so it's better to let you relax. At least your safety is her last wish."

"I... understand." Nu Wa let go of the things in her hands. Feng Lin waved his hand, hiding the bloody tea cup, and then smeared the crushed tea leaves on Nu Wa's hands.

"What about my lord? Is it really the natural family's long-cherished wish to protect the world?"

"Will you listen to what I say?" Feng Lin closed his eyes and smiled bitterly.

"I don't know if other people will, I don't know, but I will."

"Oh~" Feng Lin lowered his head, clapped his hands, and dropped the tea crumbs in his hands, "I used to think that power was the key to saving my life, but when my relatives were far away, I realized how sad it was to be in the cold at high places. Later, I chose to give up. Destiny

Instead, they gave me a hard blow, and now I'm confused, I don't know what I should do, let alone how the natural tribe should survive."

Nuwa stood up and said, "I have heard a story about a wise ruler accompanying his loyal ministers. I wonder if this is okay, sir?"

Feng Lin turned around and said, "You want to bet?"

"I only bet that in my life, you will be the minister and I will be the king. How about we work together to create a prosperous age?"

Feng Lin smiled and shook his head, "In this allusion, I'm afraid there's no mention of cunning rabbits being cooked by dead lackeys, right?"

"My lord is not a hunting dog. Even if I were, I would not be that useless hunter."

"Everyone in the world knows that the contemporary Nuwa is not a wise king~" Feng Lin raised his eyebrows, crossed his hands, and supported his chin with his right hand.

"What? You don't dare to gamble?" Nuwa showed the confidence of a king.

Feng Lin shook his head and held his hands forward, "Feng Lin, the leader of the Natural Clan, would like to see the prosperous age of the world with His Majesty."
Chapter completed!