Seeing that Princess Qing couldn't stop the footsteps of the Vermilion Bird King, in a hurry, she turned out her own saber, crossed the snow-white neck, gritted her teeth and said: "I have nothing to say about this son's bumpy fate, if the Lord remembers our old feelings, I only ask the Lord to spare my son's life, exile him to the rootless ice field, and never return to the auspicious heaven, let him die on his own." ”

She smiled bitterly, and finally glanced at the infant child with infinite affection: "Qing'er, Qing'er is willing to take a life for a life." After finishing speaking, before the people present had time to react, her father seemed to throw a golden light over, trying to knock the sword down, but it was too late. The sword should be a divine weapon, the brilliance is overflowing, it should be enough to kill the gods, in short, it is the same as a mortal wiping the neck, a blood line burst out of her Erniang's neck, and she fell softly.

Her father took a step, seemed to suppress the turbulence in his heart, and stood silently holding the white hairball, watching the green concubine disappear into countless points of light, and the painful look in the center of her eyes flickered. Hey, it's your woman, you don't even have a word, scumbag! Oh, no, scumbag! Lin Fei was moved by her Erniang's behavior of sacrificing herself to save her son, and cast a resentful look. Cold-blooded and ruthless!Bad review!

At this time, her mother fully embodied the tolerance and understanding of the main palace, quietly waiting for her father's emotions to calm down, and said to her father without sadness or joy: "Sister Qing'er's heart is forgivable, but it is too extreme, if she can think about it calmly, she will know that such a major event is related to the fate of my family, thousands of lives, how can she be favoritism? ”

Lin Fei was greatly shocked, and almost didn't roll off her mother's hand, this was to explain her father to show that he was virtuous, second, to tell that leaving the child's life was favoritism, and to bear a great responsibility, and third, to say that their mother and son should die as they deserved...... Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart, as soon as these few words are said, even if her father has the heart to spare his life, he is powerless to refute, and the white hairball classmate is really going to die...... And this poisonous woman is still her own mother! Lin Fei looked at this pair of parents, and was very worried about her three views in the future, please, I am a good root, the successor of socialism!

The Vermilion Bird King obviously pondered for a while, probably pondering the edge of the needle hidden in these words, and he didn't have much to say, and after a while, he called a courtier who seemed to be a cronie to come in, and handed over the white hairball with a cold face and ordered: "Send him to the Shenyuan Realm, and then come back quickly, no one except you, me and the queen will know about this matter!"

The man's face was full of shock, but because of his identity, he couldn't ask and could only execute, so he immediately hugged the white hairball and responded, "Yes." ”

Looking at the man's back, Lin Fei mourned for Bai Maoqiu's classmate for three minutes in his heart. No way, even if everyone wears it, the same ball is not the same fate. Alas, I hope you will vote for a good person with affection and righteousness next time, or pick a better script to wear again. Say goodbye to the white fur ball.

With the disappearance of the white hairball and his mother, Lin Fei obviously felt that most of the haze shrouded in the Vermilion Bird Palace had dissipated. Everyone tacitly kept silent, weighing the sick fairy to Princess Qing, and treating the white hairball as if he had never existed.

Because she was born with pure feathers (the Suzaku clan respects the pure color of feathers, and the pure color is the symbol of the king), such as a red flame, the mandate of heaven is also called extremely expensive, so her birthday banquet has eight ethnic groups to congratulate, which is a great joy in the auspicious sky, so the palace people have invested great enthusiasm in the preparation of the banquet.

In fact, the feather color of the white hairball is also pure white as snow, not stained with dust, like a white dough, it is said to be excellent, but brother, you can choose any color, red joy and white mourning is unlucky.

The feast day soon arrived, and the entire Suzaku Palace was dressed up like the World Exposition, with red flags waving and colorful flags fluttering...... Ah no, it's auspicious clouds and phoenixes soaring, the whole auspicious day is like a palette that has been overturned, colorful flowing, magnificent, the people who blow the fairy music are all comfortable, Lin Fei is like soaking in the hot springs, the whole body is warm and comfortable, after tossing and turning three naps, he is finally full of energy, staring at the dancing phoenixes above the sky, and begins to count: one feather duster, two feather dusters, three feather dusters, four ......

When she counted to the twenty-seventh time, she almost fell asleep again, and suddenly the soothing fairy music in her ears suddenly changed, and the rapid drum beat sounded, like a prompt sound to introduce important people or events, Dangdang Dang Dang! Lin Fei immediately cheered up, her black eyes rolled wildly, her ears pricked up, and she didn't want to miss any movement.

I saw that her father, that is, the Suzaku King, finally stopped greeting and blowing water with the guests, stood up, and walked to a high platform outside the main hall. The Suzaku King and Queen ascended to the high platform in front of everyone's attention. The high platform was surrounded by a floating cloud white jade railing, and a huge stone tool was placed in the middle, and a wild aura came to the face. Today, her father and mother were dressed very ceremoniously, and she caught a glimpse of the solemn expression on her father's face at this time, and estimated that a very important ceremony was going to be carried out next, and she couldn't help but hold her breath.

I saw a palace man who looked like a ceremonial official holding a plate with two solid feathers on it, one gold and one blue. The Vermilion Bird King threw the feather into the Fang Ding, only to see that the flames immediately ignited in the Fang Ding, and it was not extinguished. Together, the clouds above the head gathered into a huge vortex, and there were thousands of golden rays in the vortex, shrouded in the high platform, like a huge pupil staring majestically below.

The queen held her up as if she wanted to be as close as possible to the pupil, and to bask in the divine light more. Lin Fei's head was inconvenient to turn, so he had to stare at it wide-eyed. The Vermilion Bird King began a long round of prayers: "God of creation, we are grateful for your sacrifice and fearful of your majesty, please bless my Yan clan and give me my son's name and grace. Give her peace of mind to accept what cannot be changed, give her the courage to change what is possible, give her the wisdom to discern the difference, give her the determination to defy difficulties and eternal happiness. ......”

There was a long list of barabalas, and Lin Fei's eyes were sour, and he finally heard a sentence of "Bibicharia" with an unknown meaning to end the prayer, probably a bit like "Amen" or "Hallelujah" or something like that. Does this prayer sound like a strong Western breeze?Is the last "Bibichar" the ID of the creator god, are you sure it's not "Pipi Shrimp"?!......

Probably the creator god also thought his father was greedy, and the flames were shaking a little bit of unhappiness. The Vermilion Bird King was stunned for a moment, and quickly sped up the follow-up rhythm (later she learned that this square tripod was an achievement of mending the heavens, and anything thrown into it would spontaneously combust without fire, and it could not be extinguished without powerful divine power, as for the size of the fire, it may depend on the mood of the big guy above). After a set of procedures, the ceremonial officer finally shouted to the following, "Licheng, send fire." ”

The Vermilion Bird King hurriedly cast a spell on the remaining flames and extinguished the fire, but the ashes of those feathers floated in the air, slowly gathering into a few words "Bai Yu Qianyi". Lin Fei suddenly realized that the principle of this big guy's naming is similar to that of looking at tea stains and coffee grounds in Western divination. Can...... What are these four words?

But she immediately saw that her father and mother seemed to be burned by this name at the same time, and the face of the Vermilion Bird King was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the queen's expression was like being flung with a whip. After a while, the Vermilion Bird King looked back at the unknown melon-eating audience in the audience, sighed, walked up to the queen, hugged her, looked at her and asked, "Which name do you like?"

It turned out to be two names!Zhu Baiyi?Zhu Million?Zhu Qianyi?Zhu 100 billion?How can such a nouveau riche style name flirt with the male god?

Big guy, do you dare to be more casual in your name?! Lin Fei glared angrily at the big eyes above.

"It's better to call it Qianyi. During the accusation, she heard her father speak softly, and then again to the hostess in a normal volume. The ceremonial officer immediately announced to the audience: "The Vermilion Bird Princess, you have to be named by God, Yan Qianyi." "Oh, my original surname is Yan. An ignorant young woman who mistakenly thought that the Suzaku tribe should be surnamed Zhu was embarrassed for a while.