Chapter 942: Meet His Highness the Young God
In the colorful light, the snow-white scroll floated in the air and slowly opened, the blazing flames on all sides gradually faded, and an illusory figure also appeared on the scroll.
It was a stunningly beautiful woman.
The body is full of fairy energy, the face is beautiful, pure and holy like the moon in the clouds, graceful and dignified like a noble empress. A long skirt with silver light flowing like a galaxy, there seems to be a sea of stars surging automatically without wind.
Her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Feng Yu's, but with more of a woman's charm and gentleness. She closed her eyes, as if she had cut off all the dirt and distractions before, elegant and holy, and as wise as an orchid.
When he saw the woman's phantom, in the eyes of the Melting Emperor full of murderous tyranny, countless complex and excited emotions surged up like a rushing tide. He was so excited that his hands couldn't stop trembling, and when he looked at the noble and holy woman, he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.
In the end, he could only slowly kneel on the ground, suppress his excitement, and say loudly: "Meet the goddess!" β
"Goddess...... Yinxi Goddess ......" Feng Yu looked at the beautiful woman, and this time she really felt the source of that intimacy - blood!
As the voice of the Melting Emperor fell, the eyelashes of the goddess bathed in the colorful holy light moved slightly, as if there was a starlight shining, she slowly opened her eyes as if she had woken up from a dream, her lips opened lightly, and her voice was light: "Flat." β
However, the Melting Emperor was still kneeling on the ground, his eyes full of excitement and excitement. It's like a fanatical admirer finally seeing the person he adores. There is no majesty at all as the original Emperor of the Four Kingdoms, His Majesty the Melting Emperor.
"Goddess...... You, didn't you say that this spiritual sense in the scroll is only ......" The Melting Emperor looked at Feng Yu on the side, and there was no concealment of excitement in his tone.
Yinxi Goddess's gaze also fell on Feng Yu, with a smile on her eyebrows, loving and warm. Faced with the Melting Emperor's excited speculation, she just nodded slightly.
"It's reallyβ" The Melting Emperor looked at the Yinxi Priestess and nodded, the guess in his heart was confirmed, and he was even more excited at the moment. He hurriedly saluted Feng Yu: "The minister greets His Royal Highness the Young God!" β
Less god......
This title is beyond comprehension. It was the name given to the heir to the ruler of a domain above the divine realm. The egg hurts
In her previous life, she was a goddess of the snowy region, and the goddess of Yinxi was also honored as a goddess, so she was naturally the same as her previous life, and she was the existence of the empress of a domain. It's just that now, the Melting Emperor calls Feng Yu a young god?
That is to say-
Feng Yu is Yinxi's son?!
"Feng Yu...... Wind Domain?! Yun Tianxun's eyes widened suddenly, he thought that this name was just a coincidence, but he didn't expect it to be so related. The goddess of Yinxi is named Feng Yinxi, and she is the empress who ruled the wind domain ten thousand years ago!
And the meaning of the name Feng Yu is probably the divine domain to which he belongs!
I see......
No wonder the Evil Monarch in the Qiong Immortal Realm was so partial to Feng Yu at the beginning!
I'm afraid he has long sensed that Feng Yu is Feng Yinxi's bloodline!
It's just that......
Looking at Feng Yu and Yin Xi looking at each other, one of them did not change his complexion, and the other did not say a word with a smile on his face, and Yun Tianxun frowned slightly. If Feng Yu is really the son of Yinxi, and there are few gods in the wind domain, then how can his bone age be only nineteen?
Yinxi fell 10,000 years ago, and it stands to reason that Feng Yu is at least 10,000 years old.
Why is that?
"Kid, how many did you guess before that?" Yinxi looked at Feng Yu, her eyes were gentle and loving, and her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, as if she could dissolve all ice and snow.