It was as if a phoenix had died again, and it had been reborn in this nirvana.

In the Kunlun Yao Pond, there are countless cash-colored spell arrays under the phoenix dove, showing strange shapes, and there seems to be a law in them, depicting beautiful Sanskrit.

The golden dust floating around him, as if singing an ethereal song, echoed around him.

She could see him regain little by little, feathers detached from his body little by little.

It's like autumn sunset leaves, fluttering with the wind, with the morning light of the golden sunset.

Not only that, Qing Wei could feel that the entire Kunlun Mountain seemed to be shaking, as excited as her heart.

Under the transparent ice below, there is a dragon with a phoenix tail, which is gradually transforming, its colorful tail fanning the water, making waves.

And the dragon scales that were originally carved on the skin like scars were all replaced by phoenix feathers at this moment.

The four claws are disappearing rapidly,

Even the arrogant dragon head, the dragon's whiskers, gradually turned into nothing and became a beautiful and amazing phoenix!

His beautiful and fair face reappeared in the world, his slender jaw was slightly raised, his eyes were closed, and his long, curly eyelashes quivered like butterflies fluttering.

Qing Wei couldn't help but shout softly: "Phoenix dove-phoenix dove!" ”

She wasn't calling him, she was just waiting for him to wake up and let him see herself for the first time.

But she couldn't suppress her excitement, so she lost her voice like this.

Feng Chu squatted behind Qing Wei, not as nervous as Qing Wei, just smiled faintly at the peerless man in front of him.

In the golden hazy dust, it seemed to cast a layer of illusion between the two.

The phoenix dove happened to open her eyes, and in a moment as far as her eyes could see, she saw Feng Chu's pale face, and her hair was turning snow little by little.

Behind him was snow white, tiny puffs of snow swirling over his shoulders before stumbling and melting into his shirt.

Qing Wei half-knelt on the side, cried with joy, buried his head tightly in his arms, kept beating, and complained:

"Woo, dead roast chicken! Did you know that you almost scared me to death just now! - Did you know!! ”

His body was still a little weak, and he obviously couldn't stand being smashed by Qing Wei so hard.

He was suddenly frightened, and comforted her again and again:

"Wei'er, this immortal monarch is not dead yet! If you hammer down like this, no matter how mentally you go, you're going to be crippled......"

Hearing this, Qing Wei was so frightened that his hands stiffened in the air.

Tears and snot hung on her face, and she sobbed violently in the cold air, not knowing whether to cry or laugh for a moment.

Watching the two frolicking, the relationship is as good as ever. Feng Chu looked at him quietly, and his mind came to mind from Feng Jiu's appearance when he was young, young, and then old.

The same arrogance, the same majestic and heroic, the same nobody in his eyes, and the same arrogance made him love this man and couldn't extricate himself.

In fact, the time he spent with this man was the longest.

He is proud, forever, irreplaceable.

"Phoenix." He snapped softly.

It's a phoenix, not a little ninety-nine.

When the phoenix dove heard this, he looked back lightly, and there was a moment of splendor in his golden eyes, which was suffocating.

Feng Chu breathed shallowly, as if he had used all his strength, and asked quietly:

"Phoenix, snow, what does it smell like?"

The phoenix dove was suddenly stunned, as if the events of many years ago had been jerked out of his mind, squeezing him painfully.