The night passed quickly.

When the sky turned white, the spirit opened his eyes.

After dressing and washing, as soon as Fu Ling opened the door, he saw Feng Zhuo standing in the courtyard.

"Ah Ling." Feng Zhuo saw Fu Ling come out and immediately shouted.

Whirling walked over and asked, "When did you come out?" ”

"Just came out."

"Let's go to Daddy's yard." Fu Ling said: "We had breakfast together today, and I don't know how long we will have to wait to eat together." ”

"Hmm." Feng Zhuo responded.

The two walked towards Ye Mu's courtyard.

When the two of them arrived at the courtyard, they walked in to take a look and saw that everyone was there.

"Here we are." Ye Mingxuan saw the two of them appear, and said with a smile.

Fu Ling and Feng Zhuo went in and sat down in the empty seats.

"It's time for you to leave after breakfast." Ye Mu looked at a few people and said, "Eat quickly." ”

"Hmm." The Whisk responded.

After sitting together and having breakfast, it's time to go.

Ye Mingyuan summoned the blue bird, and then looked at Fu Ling, who was still talking to Ye Mu: "Ah Ling, we should go." ”

"Dad, I remember what you explained." Ye Mingyuan said: "Don't worry. ”

"Okay." Ye Mu raised his hand and touched Fu Ling's head: "Go ahead." ”

"Hmm." Fu Ling looked at Ye Mu and said, "Dad, let's go." ”

"Uncle, let's go."

Emperor Beilin nodded and said, "Ah Ling, the Northern War will be handed over to you." ”

Fu Ling was about to get on the back of the blue bird, and when he heard this, he couldn't cry or laugh: "Uncle, I know." ”

The words fell, and the afterglow of the spirit swept to Bei Yao, who was standing by the door.

Bei Yao's face was very pale, and when he saw her, Fu Ling saw hatred in her eyes.

Fu Ling's eyes narrowed, and he didn't say anything, just looked at Ye Mu and Emperor Beilin: "Dad, uncle, goodbye." When the words fell, he toed a little and took Feng Zhuo to the back of the blue bird.

When everyone had reached the back of the blue bird, the blue bird chirped, and then spread its wings and flew off the ground, heading towards the distant sky.

"Whisk." After the blue bird flew away from the Ye Mansion, Bei Zhan looked at Fu Ling and said, "You don't have to take what your father said just now. ”

Hearing this, Fu Ling thought for a while, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, I won't take it to heart." ”

She knew that her uncle was not worried about the Northern War, so she said that.

But what she can do is to look at Beizhan a little bit, nothing else can be done, after all, Qing Zhi has already made it clear to her, her current cultivation is not enough, and before her cultivation matches the position of a goddess, she is a goddess without privilege!

The thought of the words 'no privilege' made Fu Ling a little depressed.

"Ah Ling, look below." Just when Fu Ling was depressed, Feng Zhuo on the side said something.

When Fu Ling heard this, she was a little curious, not knowing what Feng Zhuo wanted her to see.

Walking to the side to take a look, Fu Ling knew why Feng Zhuo suddenly asked her to look below.

The bluebird was passing over the palace at this time.

Just before, Shen Huaisang died after the goddess ceremony.

The palace should be very lively these two days, right?

Fu Ling looked at the palace below, the corners of his lips rose a little, but in those peach blossom eyes, there was no smile, and some were just alienated and indifferent.

"There's no need to look any further." Fu Ling tilted his head, looked at Feng Zhuo beside him, and said, "I'll settle the matter with them." ”

"Hmm." Feng Zhuo nodded, took Fu Ling's hand and walked to the center of the blue bird's back, and sat with Ye Mingxuan and the others.

"Let's get to Tianfeng City." Beizhan looked at a few people and said, "After arriving in Tianfeng City, someone from the temple came to pick us up. ”