Yunkong looked up to the sky and smiled: "Shi Yin Shangshen, we know that Lu Dao is not your opponent, but if you forcibly take away our Feng Emperor today, the next immortal can only commit suicide to apologize to the Feng Emperor family!" ”

His sword was pointed at his own life, and he looked like he would be stabbed at any moment.

The other seven elders froze, glanced at each other, followed suit, and showed their blades to point at their own life, and said in unison: "If the god of Shiyin insists on going his own way, we can only apologize for our sins with death in front of Emperor Feng!" ”

After saying these few words, they themselves sweated.

Unexpectedly, the eight elders of the dignified Phoenix Clan would actually learn from that shrew to force each other to death......

Emperor Shiyin didn't expect them to sing such a play, he naturally had no feelings for the eight elders, and their lives and deaths had little to do with him.

But-they are Qing Yu's relatives at this moment, if he forces them to death, I'm afraid that Qing Yu will hate him even more-

How can he recover his wife again?

He glanced down at the little phoenix, and the little phoenix's dark eyes were also looking at him angrily.

It probably knew that it couldn't escape from the palm of the other party's hand even if it struggled, so it simply stood firm: "Emperor-Shi-Yin!" ”

It spoke word by word: "If one of the eight uncles is good, I will not forgive you even if I die!" ”

Its voice was delicate and cold, but the words it said were like knives: "Do you rely on your ability to suppress people?" Do you know that you are annoying like this? ”

Emperor Shiyin: "......"

"Qing Yu, you hate me now?" He asked in a low voice, his voice low, and there seemed to be a touch of pain in the depths of his inky eyes.

The little phoenix no longer looked at him, opened his pointed mouth, and spit out a word: "Yes!" ”

Emperor Shiyin's body stiffened, his fingers loosened slightly, and the little phoenix took the opportunity to flap its wings and fly away from his palm, and directly pounced into Lan Xiu's arms: "Master! ”

Lan Xiu hugged it, and couldn't help but glance at Emperor Shiyin, seeing him standing there quietly, it seemed that he was a little lost......

Lan Xiu shook his head, was he dazzled?

As powerful as Emperor Shiyin, how can he lose his soul?

"Master......" The little phoenix in his hand called him again, rubbing the tip of his mouth against Lan Xiu's palm.

Lan Xiu's palm was tickled by it, and his heart was soft: "Ah Chi, what's wrong?" ”

The little phoenix yawned lazily: "Master, I'm sleepy, can you take me to rest?" ”

Lan Xiu's heart jumped, he felt that this sentence was a little ambiguous, and then he shook his head again, it is still a little phoenix that has just come out of the shell, what is there to be ambiguous?

Besides, many years ago, when he was still Xiao Yanchi's master, the little guy was sleepy from practicing, and he would directly throw himself into his arms and let him take him to rest.

Of course, it was to send back her boudoir......

Its current memory can't be the same as it was before Nirvana, right?

So I don't remember Emperor Shiyin, I only remember him and the Eight Great Elders......

"Okay, I'll take you to rest first." Lan Xiu had to agree, and then look at the little phoenix in his palm, it simply nested in his hand, with its head on his thumb, slightly closed its eyes, and had already begun to nap.