When Yu Hua entered the hall, she looked up, her eyes were dark, and her face seemed to be from ancient times.

She suddenly felt ...... It's as if the monarch of her family has changed someone.

Shen Changan looked up a little confused, and when he looked at Yu Hua, his eyes were not completely confused.

"Ah Yu......" Shen Changan raised his head and called softly, his voice was a little uncertain.

Yu Hua looked at Shen Changan suddenly, and his eyes didn't have time to hide his surprise.

This is called...... This title is clearly called to her by her family's crown lacquer pool thousands of years ago when she was the Void Monarch of the Eighteenth Layer of Hell.

"Your Majesty?" Yu Hua was puzzled, with a bit of temptation.

“...... Is it true that someone calls you that?But who is that person?Why do I have that person's emotions in my mind?" Shen Changan lowered his head, his tone was tired.

Yu Hua fell silent for a moment. Shen Changan didn't say anything else, she raised her hand, rubbed her temples with one hand, but played with a Jun ring with the other, and the emotions in her eyes were so complicated that people couldn't see clearly.

After a long time, she looked up and chuckled, but her words were a little bitter. "Just now, before you came, the teacher, Mr. Tingyun, came. He even said, "I am a shadow of the wind and clouds." I know that in the eighteen capitals of the world today, because of the disappearance of the crown and the absence of the monarch of the parting capital, Feng Ziyi stretched out his hand to the incorruptible city and the eight cities under his command, he couldn't stand it, but, even so, how could he do this?"

"When what am I? He let me scatter my soul and return to my body, how can he do this? I don't understand, Yu Hua, I don't understand......"

As she spoke, tears flowed down from Shen Changan's eyes, but her eyes were cold, and as she spoke, Shen Changan smashed her hand to the ground.

Jun Jie rolled a few times, but it happened to fall at the foot of Yu Hua, Yu Hua lowered his head, and just saw the face engraved, which was clearly three words of parting.

This is...... Parting with the king's ring?

Yu Hua's pupils shrank.

Pulau.

"Are you sure you want to do that?" a man dressed in dark green curled clothes stood in front of Feng Ziyi, and his tone was a little questioning.

Feng Jing didn't know that Feng Ziyi had always wanted to withdraw his hand from the eighteen capitals, and he didn't stop her, and even, at the beginning, he gave her the position of the Feng Clan's lord, just so that she could dominate the Feng Clan, but she already held the quán bǐng in her hand, and she was not the girl who was oppressed because of the Feng Clan's weakness, but why did she cling to the quán bǐng of the Feng Clan's hand?

In order to suppress Feng Xiyun, she acquiesced to Feng Suxian hiding and imprisoning the sleeping Feng Xiyun, and after Feng Xiyun was rescued, she asked Feng Li to bring back the divine body of Feng Xiyun who had lost his soul, and used this as a weight, secretly coercing Tingyun to listen to them, and return the immortal city and the city godhead under its command to her hands, otherwise, she ruined the body of Fengxian Yun, and even deceived them that the soul of Fengxian Yun was in her hands, and if she did not agree to her request, she would let Fengyun Shen's soul be broken and never be reincarnated.

He didn't understand.

Why? Aren't they mother and daughter?

The man was long and jade, his body was like a cultivated bamboo, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes were flowing several times, but his face was a little pale, and when he walked, he exuded a cold medicinal fragrance.

This person was clearly a sick man, and he didn't even have the Divine Seal Monarch, but he stood in front of the Eighteen Crowns of the Human World and the Feng Clan, and opened his mouth in a questioning tone.

"Yes and what. What is the matter with this?" Feng Ziyi kept writing, and she didn't even look up at him.

If someone is here, they will definitely know that this person is the second husband of Feng Ziyi and Feng Yunyun's biological father, Shen Yunhe, who married after they left, and is also Feng Suxian's father-Feng Jingbie.

Feng Jing didn't hear the words for a while, and his tone was a little sad that was not easy to detect, "Feng ...... Evil clouds, she ...... She's your own daughter, how can you bear it?

"Daughter, it's just a seed, can she be called a daughter?" Feng Ziyi finally raised her head, and her eyes were a little cold.

Hearing this, Feng Jing didn't support his chest with his hands, it seemed to be in great pain. Feng Jingbei glanced at her deeply, then turned around, his steps were a little staggering, his back was a little pinched, and his eyes were pain and remorse that she couldn't understand.

Feng Jingbei finally came out of the hall, holding a memory ball in his hand, but said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, father...... I'm sorry you ......."

A trace of blood escaped from the corner of Feng Jing's lips, and then fell down softly, hearing that his parents were quarreling, and when Feng Suxian, who rushed to hear the news, came to see such a scene.

She struggled to help Feng Jingbei up, and just wanted to take him back to the temple, but a memory ball rolled out of his hand.

Feng Suxian sent her father back to his own hall, and then took out the memory beads she had picked up, shook them, and sank into them.

It was 23 years ago, on February 2......

The Heavenly Monarch set up a banquet and invited the gods, Feng Suxian also participated, and then the court was provocative, and the wind and clouds were crowned, she knew everything that day, and she didn't know what happened after that day.

On that day, the storm clouds also came.

On that day, Ling Xin, the adjutant beside Feng Xiyun, turned out to be a mute female new god in the heavenly realm.

That day, it turned out that his mother Feng Ziyi chased after him.

That day, Feng Ziyi chased the wind and clouds, which turned out to be to find Shen Yun's divine remains.

That day, Feng Xiyun scolded Feng Ziyi, don't cry in front of my grave after death, it dirties my reincarnation.

After reading those, Feng Suxian didn't know what emotions he should have.

Feng Suxian thought that his memory had come to an abrupt end here, and he was about to withdraw his mind, but when he saw the picture that had not yet dissipated, Feng Suxian's pupils shrank slightly.

(Memory Beads)

Feng Ziyi's figure finally disappeared here.

"I said there would be excitement with the wind and clouds?" In the depths of the void, two people came out, the shorter one was wearing loose jeans, looking lazy and lazy, smiling so much that he couldn't see his eyes, and said, he learned the tone of the wind and the clouds and spoke: "Don't cry in front of my grave after death, it will dirty my reincarnation." With that, he couldn't stop laughing. The person next to him ignored him, and he was not annoyed, and he had fun alone.

The man on Jizang's side was dressed in white, and his appearance was half a point gorgeous, but for a man, his face was too pale, his lips were slightly blue, with a weak face riddled with vicious diseases, and the skin between his slender neck was almost transparent, and blue and purple blood vessels could be seen. Such a person is as delicate as a scholar, and also has the strong bones of a scholar, but if you see his eyes, you will forget all the weakness and things you have seen when you look at his appearance before, and you only feel that his eyes have a kind of intimidating and cold charm at a glance - when the world worships him, they have never seen him between his eyebrows as cold as half a moon mark, and when those cold eyes are eye-catching, they make people's teeth cold, and even their souls will be frozen.

-- This is the god who sent the priest to congratulate the crowning of the clouds.

Buyu glanced at his friend who was smiling like a fool next to him, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped, and finally he couldn't hold back: "Is this a hundred thousand urgent things in your mouth?"

Jizo smiled wryly, "Didn't I see that you have been holding Buddhist scriptures all day long, and the whole person is about to soar, so let you adjust and adjust?"

He didn't meet the fact that he glanced at the earth, the neuropath, and turned to leave, too lazy to remind the fact that he himself was already a god and didn't need to fly to become an immortal.

"It's best to return the Thirty-Third Heavenly Monarch Ring that stole me. Ignoring the ground, he casually split a spatial crack and returned to his secluded world.

Jizo silently nosed and obediently followed behind him.

It turned out that he stole the unmet monarch ring and gave it to his command, and the gods will go to the thirteenth heaven to congratulate the wind and the clouds with a new crown, and this matter is known if he does not meet.

Void, Bu Yu suddenly turned around, glanced at the place where Feng Xiyun had stayed, his eyes were as dark as ever, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

-- He felt that something had broken through the ground in his heart that had been calm for thousands of years.

Beside him, Jizo also looked at it, his eyes dissolving. Even if he is hanging, but the young monarch of the seventeenth layer of hell in the underworld has a calm temperament, his eyes are soft and with the awe of gods and ghosts who dare not get close, his demeanor is gentle, handsome and indescribable, even if he stands on the side of him, he does not lose half of his brilliance, and the corners of his lips are full of meaning.

The picture changed suddenly, and Feng Suxian had not yet recovered from the shock of seeing the legendary god Venerable and the King of Jizo, and a new picture had appeared.

Feng Suxian looked at it, and bit it lightly, with resentment.

This is...... When Wind Cloud defends its title......

But...... Why did her father, Feng Jingbei, hold the memory beads of the protagonist as Feng Jingyun?

(Memory Beads)

Feng Xiyun stood in front of the palace, there was no one on her side and in front of her, and only the Zuoshu Lingxin she had personally selected behind her.

In front of her body, the head of the wind cloud was slightly raised, but her eyes were not closed, and as she walked through the last staircase and stood in front of the palace, a light fell on her, and on her forehead was imprinted a black uruali - only black, not white.

From birth to death, this is her past, and it will also be her way back.

Behind her, 100,000 immortal officials knelt under His Royal Highness, congratulating her on her new crown, and after Ling Xin bowed her head and bowed, a divine light took her away from the Immortal City, but a moment later, he took her to His Royal Highness the King of the Moon Capital.

At the same time, the Sanskrit music played, and the eight cities under her command, including Lingxin and Agha, who were guarded in front of the king's palace, set foot on the Lingyun Road - if they walked through, they would be the kings of heaven, and if they could not walk, they would scatter their spirits and return to heaven and earth.

Walking towards the wind and clouds, first the old court Liao, Tingyun and Duyun Shen, a few of them, followed by the scholars of the underworld, and then the envoys who came to watch the ceremony.

However, before they could come over, two people came from afar and stopped in front of Wind Cloud.

The memory bead screen memory came to an abrupt end.

Feng Suxian frowned, she didn't see clearly who the two people who came, she was interrupted, she wanted to look at it again, but someone held her hand and took the memory bead out of her hand.

Feng Suxian turned around, but saw that Feng Jing had woken up. She called out with some weakness, "...... Father. ”

However, Feng Jing ignored her, and walked out of the temple with the memory bead in his hand, not knowing where to go.