[Repeated with the Fang Cai chapter, replaced, the previous chapter is 612, this is 613]

When the phoenix dove saw Xuan Se leaving, she was still a little uneasy in her heart, and she kept thinking about a question.

Since Qingkui's current face is not her own, where has her own face gone, and whose face is it?!

This question has always touched the root of his heart, making it difficult for him to let go, and he always feels that what is buried in it is something that he can't even imagine.

But the more this is the case, the more he has to clear the fog with his own hands and firmly grasp the root of the truth!

He came to the Sycamore Terrace, which, as the name suggests, is a wooden house built on a plane tree built on a bank of sycamore wood. Although it is a wooden house, it is not much different from a palace.

There is a large empty platform in the very center, where he rests and strokes the piano on weekdays.

From time to time, he would see if the barrier of the Immortal Tree Forest had been destroyed, after all, the entire Immortal Tree Forest was under his protection, and he wanted to make sure that everything was safe.

Today, the phoenix dove came to Wutong Terrace, and without thinking about it, he strengthened this enchantment one layer more.

Make the net around the barrier more sensitive, and if someone wants to force their way in or break through, a line in the net will instantly be transmitted to his consciousness. Although it consumes more physical energy and mana, the phoenix dove can hold on for a while without hindrance.

These things were all arranged, and Feng Jiu suddenly felt that he had missed something, and that something important had been left behind him.

But for a moment, he didn't seem to think of anything.

It wasn't until the phoenix dove returned to the Fengling Palace that he saw the broken door, the broken porcelain, and the brocade silk that was scratched by the fox's claws, that he suddenly realized that he had a bitter face.

"Like...... Forget about that stinky fox. ”

The phoenix dove shook her head and rushed to the direction of the phoenix's nest dejectedly, remembering that she seemed to 'apologize' to herself before? - I'm afraid that now, he really can't touch one of her fingers.

He, what should he do?

Who can tell him!!

……

——Phoenix Nest——

"Tuk-tuk—"

"Tuk-tuk—"

The wooden door was constantly being slammed, and the force was strong and even.

Even though the people inside didn't mean to open the door at half a minute, the people outside still looked at it patiently, and then again.

Qing Wei yawned lazily and was ready to go to bed, but the knocking on the door outside still didn't stop.

Hu Qi, who was in Qingwei's room, couldn't stand it anymore, and persuaded him: "Ancestor, Fengjun has been watching for a whole day, you have seen this sincerity, you can open the door to meet him." ”

"Sincerity?" Qing Wei snorted, "Sincerity is that he didn't listen when I apologized to him, my aunt?" Sincerity is that he knocked on a day to bother me? ”

Hu Qi was embarrassed, knowing the temperament of her ancestors, and sighed. "This ......"

Qing Wei waved his hand, feeling very irritable, for fear of hearing someone plead for this dead roast chicken again.

He said directly: "I still want to think of a way to retrieve the sand and water beads for your people!"

If you're here to bother me, I'll get you out too!" ”

Having already talked about this, Hu Qi pouted, as if he was stunned, and nodded, "Okay, it's not too early, Hu Qi will go back." ”

The moment Hu Qi opened the door, a certain Feng poked out his head, stared at Hu Qi directly, and said in a low and slow voice:

"- sand, water, beads?"

Hu Qi was stared at a hole in such excitement, and she nodded: "Well, yes......"

Qing Wei suddenly realized something, and shouted repeatedly: "Hu Qi Hu Qi, close the door quickly!" Closed!!! ”

- Don't let this dead roast chicken in!