Bancheng Fengyue - ~ Where I belong (1)

In the year Shaoyi was born, Qiongsang City had a few heavy snowfalls in winter. The old priests said that this was a good omen, which probably meant that the newly born Fengjun would bring great changes to Qiongsang City. Pen~@crazy~! middle@! Article ~VVww.biChi.me first release

What kind of changes will it bring? Shaoyi, who is still a little phoenix, doesn’t care about it for the time being. He just feels so cold, and subconsciously seeks a soft and warm embrace.

The mother took him into her arms and wrapped him in the softest silk gauze. In order to lull him to sleep, she plucked a leaf and blew a gentle and clean tune.

That was the first piece of music he heard after he was born, but he still didn’t know the name.

In the darkness and softness of chaos, he had the most wonderful time. His parents were extremely loving and had nothing to do. They would always take him down the passage to play in the mortal world, sometimes to see the mountains and rivers in the mortal world, and sometimes Look at the emotions of mortals. When the little phoenix spread its wings and flew into the sky for the first time, it was greeted with countless praises and surprises.

Feng Jun is extremely talented, hard to see for generations, the whole Qingyang clan is shocked by it, everyone expects him to become the most perfect and glorious emperor in the history of Qingyang clan, the gentle love and care disappeared overnight, replaced by the very strict parents Require.

He never heard his mother play that gentle and clean tune again, and she often held his sign language with sincerity: Now our relationship with the Zhuyin family is not as good as before. I heard that they were born in this generation. Excellent, I won’t lose to you. Marriage may be difficult for a while, you have to work hard, don’t let Zhuyin’s pressure on Qingyang’s head again.

The 5,000-year-old Feng Jun couldn’t figure out the relationship between Zhuyin and Qingyang, and he didn’t want to figure it out for the time being. At that time, the wish in his heart was just to travel and play with his parents again, but it never came true. Pen `￥` crazy `￥` in `￥` text www.bichi.me

The good times are gone forever, Shaoyi thought, they probably don’t love him anymore.

That’s okay, he can make fun of himself, go through all kinds of twists and turns, and never treat himself badly, this is his natural temperament.

On a quiet night, Shaoyi sneaked out of Qiongsang City, and walked alone to the lower realm to play. It can be seen that he followed his parents to the lower realm. They knew so many places, but he didn’t know any of them. He wandered around in the mortal world. On the third day, Shaoyi found sadly that he was lost.

He was trapped in the reeds all over the sky and could no longer fly, surrounded by smoke and water, except for the occasional startled sound of waterfowl, he seemed to be the only one left in the world. Feng Jun, who is only five thousand years old, is only a half-grown child after all, and carefully wipes away the disappointing tears with his sleeve.

In the endless misty water covered with reeds, Shaoyi met Zhuyin for the first time.

The pitch-black long car came over like a dark cloud, and suddenly stopped in the smoke and water. The priests of the Zhuyin clan wearing black and white priest uniforms said in surprise: “There is a little Qingyang clan here! Could it be Lord Feng? “

Shaoyi raised his head, and saw a child’s face about his own age protruding from the window of the gorgeous long car. His complexion was strangely pale, as if made of ice and snow, and he glanced at him arrogantly and coldly.

Shaoyi felt that he hated his posture, so he looked away from him.

Emperor Zhongshan and his newly married second wife in the car also looked at him, and the little lady covered her mouth with her sleeve and smiled lightly: “Why is Feng Jun so embarrassed?”

Emperor Zhongshan said lightly: “The two clans have not been in contact for a long time. I didn’t expect the Qingyang clan to be so shameless that they let Feng Jun fall into the lower realm alone. Pick Feng Jun into the car and we will send him back to Qiongsang City.”

The priests jumped out of the long car to hug him, Shaoyi took two steps back and shook his head slowly, he seemed to hate these two Zhuyin couples who spoke in a strange way.

Emperor Zhongshan said: “Changyu, you are about the same age as Lord Feng, go and invite him into the car.”

Although the two clans had very little contact, they still heard about the extremely talented Phoenix Lord from the Qingyang clan. The two dragons and Fengs were about the same age, so they inevitably wanted to make some comparisons.

The little dragon named Changyu got off the long car lightly. Shaoyi saw that he was about the same age as himself, but he could go down to the world with his parents to play like this. He was unavoidably envious in his heart, and there was probably something in his eyes. Changyu treated him like this. Showing weakness, he smiled happily, and raised his chin proudly: “Why don’t you go quickly?”

As he said that, he was about to grab his clothes, Shaoyi nimbly pushed his hand away, his complexion sank, and he grabbed again, the two children pushed and shoved each other a few times, the sky suddenly darkened, Chang Yu moved When he got angry, the candle-yin and white snow fell one after another, Shaoyi gradually felt that his body could not move, and the couple from the Zhuyin family in the car were still watching and smiling.

Chang Yu grabbed his shoulder and said coldly: “I asked you to get in the car to save face, I don’t know how to praise you.”

Shaoyi was immediately furious, and he didn’t know where a burst of divine power came from. Bright flames swept across his body, and he pushed him away forcefully. Suddenly, he heard his father’s voice behind him: “Shaoyi!”

He hurriedly turned his head, and saw Qingyang clan’s long car was behind, anxious parents and priests had already come here.

The mother loves her son eagerly, ignoring the entanglement of the two children, and hastily stepped forward to hug him into her arms: “Are you okay? Why did you sneak off to the lower realm?”

Shaoyi suddenly felt a kind of extreme grievance. The Xiao Longjun opposite him was about the same age as him, but he could go out to play with his parents, but he was so strictly demanded that it was hard to get even a smile from them on weekdays. He didn’t want to show weakness in front of Chang Yu, instead he widened his eyes and stared at him coldly.

Seeing him being held in his mother’s arms, the little dragon gentleman instantly showed the same envious look on his face, but he also restrained him immediately.

Emperor Zhongshan got out of the car and called him: “Chang Yu, come back.”

He snorted, turned around and walked back, pushed the little lady’s hand away, and got into the long car alone.

Emperor Zhongshan ignored him~www.mtlnovel.com~ only looked at Qingyang’s long chariot opposite him, his tone was still light: “Emperor Qingyang, although the lower realm is quiet, but it is still possible for young Feng Jun to go down alone. Not so good.”

Shaoyi looked at his respected and aloof father, but only showed a wry smile, nodded and said: “Thank you, Emperor Zhongshan, for taking care of the dog.”

Emperor Zhongshan also got into the car, and said: “This generation of marriage, I have to trouble Emperor Qingyang, Zhongshan’s Fire Cloud Realm is waiting for Princess Qingyang to move in.”

The long car whizzed away like a dark cloud, and Shaoyi quietly watched his father withdraw his farewell salute, then he turned around and held his shoulders heavily, his voice was very low and helpless: “You have also seen that even today Xiaolong Jun hurt you, and father can’t do anything for you.”

After finishing speaking, he patted him on the shoulder again: “Go back, don’t sneak down to the realm again.”

Shaoyi got on the long car quietly, and let his mother stroke his hair distressedly. After half a day, he said lightly: “He can’t hurt me.”

It doesn’t matter if those wonderful times can’t come back, it doesn’t matter.