Where is this? As if no one knew, there were patches of wild grass and bushes around him, and he could only lean down as much as possible to weaken his breath and not let the pursuers notice. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now there are at least eighteen almost fatal wounds on his body, but thankfully, the person who caused these eighteen wounds is no longer in the world. What's even more fortunate is that he is still alive now, and he has just escaped the ninth siege of the Soul Guards under the command of Tiger Ben.

Thinking of these nine sieges, he still feels chills in his heart:

The first time in the Sycamore Forest, Tiger Ben's sword was just a moment away from piercing his heart. If it weren't for his father's struggle to flick off that quick sword, he would have gone to the underworld by now. But he would rather go to the underworld himself now, because in the end the quick sword pierced his father's chest.

The second time was at the foot of Feihuang Mountain. He confronted two Xuanwu people, and at the critical moment, it was the eldest brother who changed his life. The loss of two close relatives in one day has almost tormented him to the ground.

The third time was on the banks of the Muyang River. He was making a fire to grill fish, but he overlooked one thing - there was always smoke when he lit a fire, so he recruited a group of Warsoul Guards. For some reason, when a Soul Guard's sword stabbed into his chest, the last glimpse saw that all the Soul Warriors seemed to have lost their lives.

The fourth time was outside the Valley of the Heavenly Burial. Heavenly Burial Valley belonged to one of the four Jedi, and he still had a little luck in his heart when he made this decision: in such a dangerous place, the Battle Spirit Guards would never chase after him. But it backfired. Originally, he couldn't escape, but at the last moment, he fled into the Valley of the Buried Heaven in a fit of rage. Moreover, the Heavenly Burial Valley is a Jedi, and when the Battle Spirit Guards join forces to strike, it seems to exceed the limit of spiritual power that the Heavenly Burial Valley can tolerate, and all of them die violently.

The fifth time in the Bloody Sand Lake. The water of the lake is blue, like the color of the sky, but the sand by the lake is like blood, red and bewitching. Legend has it that there was a great battle here, and the resentment of all those involved turned into netherworld karmic fire, only to burn everyone in the end. Since then, the sand has turned red, some say the color of blood, some say the color of fire. But the moment he stepped on the bloody sand, he felt the smell of fire. In the end, it was the power of fire here that allowed him to escape. After all, Netherworld Karmic Fire is also fire, and he is the Phantom Phoenix who controls the essence of fire.

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Where it happened for the ninth time he doesn't remember anymore. At that time, he was already covered in injuries, and his only reliance was the spiritual power that was about to be exhausted and the phoenix feather in his hand. Fortunately, the Feng clan master is away from the fire, palm illusion, fine magic array, fortunately, there is a phoenix feather that fell off when he was ten years old, and fortunately, he has mastered a formation called "Moon Arrow Stars". In the end, Feng Ling burst and injured his lower abdomen, and finally killed all the people he was chasing and escaped.

After that, he ran all the way, for an unknown amount of time, until he was so weak that he fell headlong in a barren field of grass and trees.

Now that he was covered in wounds and no longer able to fight, it seemed that even a woodcutter could defeat him. But he couldn't die, he told himself.

He rolled over and looked at the inky sky. The sky was full of stars, just like those ordinary nights in the past, he used to be able to secretly count the stars with the girls he liked, but now he can only lie in the messy grass, thinking about what to do tomorrow, perhaps, he will not live tomorrow at all.

Nine assaults had exhausted all his energy, and now he could only wait for dawn, for the sun to rise again. As long as there is the sun, the phoenix clan can slowly recover, the fire of the sun is the purest fire source in the world, and it is the best aid for the feng clan to cultivate and heal the essence of the fire.

He wanted to sleep, but he couldn't sleep at all, and his mind was full of things from the past:"

My name is Feng Que, and I am the son of the patriarch of the Feng clan.

I am the most gifted phantom phoenix in the Feng clan for thousands of years, and I am not like other phoenix clans when I was born. They were all fiery red, symbolizing detachment from fire, symbolizing burning, while I was white, white and enviable. According to the elders of the clan, since the birth of my Feng clan, only the seventeenth ancestor was covered in snow-white, and when he became an adult, he swept through the five domains. "The white clothes are now, and Yama will see you", a mantra, proud of the world.

In the fourth year after I was born, I began to practice the Phantom Phoenix Technique, and before I reached the youth, I practiced to the sixth level of the dust, which is rare in the world, and I was determined to be the next patriarch of the Feng clan.

When I was ten years old, I began to sneak into the forbidden land of the family, and privately plucked the leaves of the sycamore tree and gave them to the girl I liked, of course, she was just a little bit. Afterwards, he blamed his eldest brother Fengyu for his sins, and he was secretly happy for his cleverness for several days.

When I was 12 years old, I started practicing and playing with children of the same age in the Five Domains. Compete with Hua Mo for swords, wrestle with Hu Lie, and bet with Ao Kong to guess boxing・・・・・・

Wait, Aokong? That's right, Aokong! ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Que's mouth, as if he had thought of something, and said to himself: "Ao Kong, Ao Kong, the 'Flower Grafting' that I lost to the bet back then would actually be used at this time, it's really unexpected." ”

After saying that, Feng Que closed his eyes and felt the breath of life of the weeds and trees around him. The weeds and trees that you don't usually look at are so huge that the breath of life is spreading randomly on the surface of the ground. When Feng Que used the grafting tree, the breath of life rushed to his body like a flood of bursting. His wounds began to flesh raw, stopped bleeding, and scabbed.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and the surrounding grass and trees had become green and yellow, and their vitality had suddenly decreased, but the wounds on Feng Que's body had not healed, after all, they were eighteen fatal wounds. But it had also regained some of his strength, and he was sure that he would be able to perform another illusion.

"Ao Kong, Ao Kong, your dragon clan's grafting is really enough to live and die, flesh and bones. It's a pity that I was young and ignorant before, and I didn't practice well. Feng Que thought to himself. After thinking about it, he looked down at the withered yellow grass and trees, and said, "The wildfire can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows." Back then, Uncle Ao said that there was a glimmer of everything, and I hope that next time you come back, you can come back to life. After that, he ran in a certain direction without looking back.

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