Feng Qiqi looked at the red flowers that came out of his heart, and they were incredibly beautiful: "This is the phoenix flower?" ”

"The phoenix flower is the tears of the phoenix, not the kind of perception you think." Feng Youyou chuckled, naturally understanding what Feng Qiqi was thinking: "When I created this world, I didn't expect it to be twisted to like a cluster, I want to apologize to you." ”

"You shouldn't apologize, if you hadn't created this world, we wouldn't exist." Feng Qiqi shook his head: "The world is distorted because of us, right?" ”

Feng Youyou looked at Feng Qiqi appreciatively, he really deserved to be the Feng son of the Feng clan, and he never blamed others for everything bad.

"The new birth of the world is always a simple child, but when the desires of the human heart inject other ideas into this simple child, it is the time when the world is polluted."

Feng Youyou tapped Ling Feng Qiqi's eyebrows: "You do have a relationship with this world, and he is actually on you." ”

What flew out of Feng Qiqi's eyebrows was a broken wine glass, exuding a soft light.

"Old man?" Feng Qiqi muttered.

No one knew that the old man was in her body, even the emperor and Wan Wushenzun didn't see it, how did Feng Youyou see it?

"Want to know?" Feng Youyou chuckled, and at a glance he could see Feng Qiqi's confusion, and now Feng Qiqi was like a simple child.

Feng Qiqi nodded unconsciously, as if he felt that he trusted Feng Youyou too much, and quickly paused and bit his lower lip.

"Because, he's my uncle, right, Song Chang?" Feng Youyou looked at the broken wine glass floating in the air, even if she took it out, she didn't want to show up to see her: "Alas, you still don't want to see me, do you?" ”

"Old man?" Feng Qiqi looked at the broken wine glass in puzzlement, she and the old man were connected, and naturally felt his pain.

"I thought you would explain to me, but I didn't expect you to be so scared that you didn't want to see me, did I really choose the wrong person in the first place?" Feng Youyou sighed.

"It's not like that!" The broken wine glass made an eager sound, and the old man transformed into a human form, looking at Feng Youyou in pain: "It's not like this!" ”

"Isn't this coming out?" Feng Youyou raised his eyebrows, looked at the old man, and looked him up and down: "Song Chang...... You're so ugly......"

Song Changdun was there, his heart was cut into several pieces by Feng Youyou, and he looked at the woman who was as smooth as ever, and showed a wry smile: "You are still the same, you haven't changed at all!" ”

"Uh-huh~" Feng Youyou chuckled and looked at Song Chang: "It's hard for you all these years." ”

Song Chang suddenly knelt on the ground, covering his face and revealing an extremely painful expression: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" It's useless for me, you've done everything well, but I can't keep the world you've created! I'm sorry! ”

In the entire space, there was Song Chang's heart-rending cry, and in his crying, he slowly changed his figure.

The black and white hair became black and shiny, and the chubby body became thinner and more straight.

The only thing that remained unchanged was that Junlang's face was full of snot, and Song Chang looked at Feng Youyou crying.

Feng Qiqi, who was crying, felt unbearable, looked at Feng Youyou and said, "Won't you stop him?" ”

Feng Youyou raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Qiqi: "How to stop it?" Comfort him? If you cry enough, you won't cry anymore, why stop it? ”

Feng Qiqi: What a bad woman!