The strong wind suddenly rose, causing the entire members of the Phoenix tribe to be shocked!

"Ah......h

This woman is really a tough opponent!

Obviously, she has been completely subdued, and her whole body can't move, but she is still able to use her spiritual power, although her spiritual power is currently a delusional thing to hurt her entire Phoenix tribe. But looking at the entire Phoenix tribe, who can do this.

An indescribable sense of loss suddenly flooded Feng Qingyi's heart, she is the saintess of the Phoenix tribe, the object of admiration, and she has a strong strength, but now it seems that compared with Leng Muqing, she is not a person of the same grade at all.

Suddenly, Feng Qingyi looked much shorter compared to Leng Muqing.

But...... Feng Qingyi's eyes suddenly sank, in this world, it is never the strong who can survive, but the one who survives is the strong.

"Elder Bai, hurry up and move on to the next step." Feng Qingyi desperately said to Elder Bai, she had waited for a full ten thousand years, and finally waited for the "Holy Emperor" that belonged to her, she would never allow anyone to destroy all this, she must realize her wish, her mission as a tribal clan of the Phoenix clan.

"Yes, Holy Maiden!" After Elder Bai heard Feng Qingyi's order, he immediately rolled his eyes again, and then began to say incantations in fragments, and after a while, the blood soul spirit beads held by the members of the Phoenix tribe suddenly flew up, floating in the air, and arranged in a formation to form a phoenix that was being reborn from the fire, and his whole body bloomed with colorful light.

"Drink the wine, and from then on it will be sweet and sweet, and happiness will last forever." At this time, Elder Bai took the two cups of phoenix wine he had poured to Feng Qingyi.

Together!

Leng Muqing's heart was full of alarm bells, and a strong heart-rending pain spread all over her body.

How did things turn out like this?

Didn't Murong Che once swear to the heavens that he would only love her alone in his life? How could he drink wine with someone else's woman in front of her now?

Wrong!

This is not Murong Che.

Just when Leng Muqing was complaining wildly about Murong Che in her heart, another voice appeared in Leng Muqing's heart. She is Leng Muqing, not the kind of shrew who has no head at all in the market. From the time she just woke up to the present, Murong Che didn't say anything other than suddenly shouting "Qingyi".

Moreover, now that I think about it carefully, the "Qingyi" that Murong Che called was also strange everywhere, although Murong Che shouted Feng Qingyi with deep affection, but that voice was full of confusion and confusion, it was a shout with uncertainty.

This Murong Che gave the world's hands to her for her, and twice almost lost his most precious life for him, in this thousand years of day and night, he gave her all his love and his love without reservation.

In such a long time, Murong Che not only did not change his mind about her, but also loved her and clinged to her even more, for fear that she would walk away from him.

Murong Che is such a man, how could he really like Feng Qingyi, who is inferior to her everywhere, and even only knows how to use intrigues?

There must be something hidden in this!

After figuring out this matter, Leng Muqing immediately collected all the strength in her body, and then gathered all the strength in her body a little.

She wants to break through the shackles imposed on her by Feng Qingyi's woman, wake up completely, save Murong Che, and then turn this strange Phoenix tribe upside down.

And just when Leng Muqing was thinking about this plan wholeheartedly, Feng Qingyi, Elder Bai, and the members of the entire Phoenix tribe began to work together to assist Feng Qingyi and Murong Che to complete the drinking of the combined wine.

"Licheng!"

The third glass of phoenix wine was swallowed down his throat and into his stomach, and Murong Che's originally tightly closed eyes could clearly feel his eyes rolling.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyi immediately summoned Murong Che out of the Blood Mist Pool with the power of the Blood Soul Spirit Bead, "Brother Che, wake up." ”

Hearing Feng Qingyi's shout, Murong Che slowly opened his eyes, and his originally dark eyes had turned demonic red.

"It's red!"

Seeing Murong Che's eyes, all the members of the Phoenix tribe knelt down and shouted, "See the Holy Emperor!" Long live the Holy Emperor! Long live the Phoenix tribes! ”

"Holy Emperor? The Phoenix Tribal Clan? Looking at the members of the Phoenix tribe who suddenly knelt down in front of him, as well as their unfamiliar names, Murong Che felt uncomfortable all over his body.

"Who are you?" Murong Che looked at them puzzled. These women are so strange, all of them have long white hair, dark blue eyes, pale and bloodless faces, and the whole thing looks like a wisp of ghosts.

Seeing that Murong Che actually treated them with a blank, confused and resistant attitude, an indescribable sense of loss immediately entangled in their hearts.

Murong Che is not an outsider now, he is the Holy Emperor of their entire Phoenix tribe, their leader, and the ability and hope to lead them out of their predicament!

He could not ignore and doubt their existence.

"Brother Toru, have you forgotten?"

Seeing that the grief of the entire Phoenix tribe was about to spread to the entire mysterious realm, Feng Qingyi reached out to hold Murong Che's arm and said delicately: "They are all the people of your clan, you are their leader, and you are the Holy Emperor who wants to lead them out of this place." ”

"Is that so?" Listening to Feng Qingyi's explanation, Murong Che looked puzzled, "But I don't have any impression of anything, I remember that I lived in a beautiful and happy house with you, and lived happily every day, like a fairy couple." What Phoenix Tribal Clan? What Holy Emperor? Why don't I have any memory at all? ”

"That's because ......"

"Of course you don't have a memory!"

Just when Feng Qingyi wanted to re-make the story of Murong Che's life history, Leng Muqing broke through the confinement and restraint of the Phoenix tribe, and an awe-inspiring and powerful voice came from the air.

"Murong Che, I am the person you love the most in your heart."

Leng Muqing stared straight at Murong Che with her eyes, looking serious and unswerving, "Murong Che, I'm Leng Muqing, your Leng Muqing!" ”

Word by word, Leng Muqing said to Murong Che, and the loud words seemed to be deeply engraved on Murong Che's heart.

Murong Che looked at Leng Muqing, this woman who kept saying that she was his woman, he had no memory of her at all. Moreover, the more Murong Che wanted to think of Leng Muqing, the clearer and deeper his memories of Feng Qingyi would become, as if those memories were completely engraved on the marrow of his heart.

This strange phenomenon made Murong Che frown vigorously, although everything seemed to be reasonable, he could vaguely feel as if something was different.

"The ......"

Murong Che stared at Leng Muqing deeply, his lips opened and closed slightly, and just as he was about to say something, Feng Qingyi immediately dodged in front of Murong Che, interrupting his gaze and Leng Muqing's gaze.

"Brother Che, I'm a stingy woman." Feng Qingyi grabbed Murong Che's arm with both hands even harder, pouted, and said coquettishly: "Brother Che's eyes, no matter when or where he is, he must only see me alone. Otherwise, people's hearts will hurt, and they will be hurt by you, Brother Che. ”

As he spoke, Feng Qingyi's blue eyes couldn't help but slowly lower a drop of crystal clear tears, Murong Che's heart tightened slightly, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to reassure: "Qingyi, I ......"

"What a shame!"

Looking at Feng Qingyi's appearance of hooking up with Murong Che in a variety of ways, Feng Qingyi was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.

Which green onion and which garlic is this Feng Qingyi?

The man who hooked up with her again and again under her nose like this!

If she Leng Muqing can even endure this, it will really be a matter of common anger.

"Feng Qingyi, if I don't teach you a good lesson today, I will be sorry for your ancestors. If you come out like this and show shame, and when you see other people's men, you want to take them for yourself, aren't you afraid that your ancestors don't even have a fig leaf? ”

After the roar was finished, Leng Muqing didn't care about the thirty-seven twenty-one, the aura gathered a little, the ground shook, the wind suddenly rose, and a kind of black cloud overwhelmed the city and wanted to destroy the aura suddenly swept from all directions.

However, in Leng Muqing's earth-shattering anger, Murong Che clearly felt a deep sadness, as if the wound was bleeding constantly, and there was a heart-wrenching feeling.

Why did he have such a strange feeling?

Despite this, when Leng Muqing launched an attack on Feng Qingyi, Murong Che blocked in front of Feng Qingyi without thinking about it, and protected her tightly in his arms.

Although at this moment, Murong Che felt strange about Feng Qingyi. However, the person who exists in Murong Che's memory now is Feng Qingyi, not Leng Muqing!

"I won't let you hurt her!" Murong Che's big palm intercepted Leng Muqing's wrist attacking Feng Qingyi, his eyes were resolute, and he said loudly: "She is my woman, as long as I am here, you will never be able to hurt her by half a point!" ”

Murong Che's words were affirmative and loud, it was like a promise, but it was also a dawn of hope for the people of the Phoenix tribe!

Although the legendary "Holy Emperor" that they admired did not have much affection for them, he was willing to sacrifice his life to protect their "Holy Maiden", and for this alone, all of them were willing to give everything they had for the "Holy Emperor" and "Holy Maiden".

"Brother Che......" Feng Qingyi stared at Murong Che with emotion, with tears in her eyes, the heart that was originally hard and cold, and everything that was won by Murong Che with responsibility and mission had undergone earth-shaking changes at this moment.

And Leng Muqing is a blow that goes deep into the bone marrow!

Leng Muqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze looked directly at Murong Che's hand that tightly intercepted her wrist.

"Murong Che, you...... How can you do this to me? Leng Muqing's voice choked up unprecedentedly, she seemed to be able to clearly feel that her heart was dripping blood, but she didn't allow herself to shed a single tear, especially in front of her rival Feng Qingyi.