Chapter Eighty-Five: Enough Trouble
Feng Jue has always been arrogant, but now that he has ended up like this, he just hates that he can't go away immediately, even if he disappears forever, he is not far from others to see him like this.
Phoenix Terrace, a hundred refining baths, even if it has been experienced a hundred and ten times, the taste of rebirth from the fire is still painful.
It was not the first time that Long Xiangyu had watched the phoenix be reborn from the ashes, but he still felt his heart skip a beat. Even Ao Min, who was standing on the side, couldn't help frowning, thinking of what he had suffered not long ago, his brows relaxed, and his heart was relieved.
Speaking of which, Feng Jue is still Feng Qingling's junior, although Feng Qingling lives a very good life, he has always protected calves, otherwise he would not have gone to Long Xiangyu. Juniors, she can bully and play at will, but if others want to bully, absolutely not.
Before another round of torture began, Feng Qingling finally couldn't stand it, jumped onto the phoenix platform, passed by with a palm wind, opened a way, rushed into the bath, and snatched Feng Jue out.
"Feng Qingling!"
"Feng Qingling!!"
"Ling'er!"
The first chant was the wrath of the Heavenly Emperor, the second was the dissatisfaction of the Dragon King, and the third was the worried cry of Feng Jun. Long Xiangyu watched quietly, his brows furrowed.
When Feng Jue was snatched out by Feng Qingling, he had only half a life left, and the punishment had just begun. Today's Hundred Refining Bath Fire was particularly violent, and when Feng Qingling came out, half of his clothes were burned off.
"Is there enough trouble? He's like this, isn't it enough?" Feng Qingling flicked his sleeves and swept towards everyone present with a dark face.
"Feng Qingling, what are you doing? Can't even the Emperor of Heaven control you?" Ao Ji angrily pointed at Feng Qingling and asked.
The Heavenly Emperor didn't speak again, just stood aside, watching the development of the situation with a majestic face, fighting with Long Xiangyu's paralyzed expression.
"Bold!Even if you do something wrong now, it's not your turn to question me?!" Feng Qingling shouted loudly. Stretching out his hand and taking Feng Jue was about to leave. Feng Jue must be treated immediately, otherwise, it is really dangerous, and it will not transform into its original form.
"Ling'er, why don't you let go of Feng Jue quickly and come to the Emperor of Heaven to confess her guilt?!" Feng Jun flew to Feng Qingling and pulled her to confess in front of the Emperor of Heaven.
Feng Qingling is not a person who does not wake up, just now he didn't hold back for a while, so he jumped into the fire to save the dying Feng Jue, Feng Jue's cultivation is not as high as her, even if she is suffering from the fire tempering now, she has to grit her teeth and endure it for a long time, and finally turn into the original form to practice for a hundred years before she can recover as before, not to mention Feng Jue? And not suffering from the fire again, but three times. One time is enough for him, three times, doesn't this mean that he will be destroyed in this fire?
Now that the impulsiveness has passed, I regret it a little. She was impulsive just now, which was equivalent to destroying all of Long Xiangyu's previous efforts. Ao Min and Ao Ji didn't have the evil anger in their hearts, how could it be stopped?
"Feng Qingling?" The Emperor of Heaven finally opened his mouth, and he couldn't see anything on his face, he was quite strict.
Feng Qingling is not afraid of him, the Emperor of Heaven has always been towards her, and the two can also be said to be friends for the past few years, in addition to Qing Miao, the Emperor of Heaven is also one of her few friends. When it comes to how the two got so close to what they are now, there is quite a bit of history. Here is not the table first, and then we will explain in more detail later.