Chapter 176 Naming, Black Feather
After being roared a few times by the unknown mysterious bird monster that was just born.
Spirit Fire Nothingness seemed to feel a little awkward in the atmosphere.
As a result, nothingness slowly returned to Luo Changfeng's body.
【Yeah】
After the spiritual fire nothingness disappeared.
It returned to its original calm.
Looking at the first figure he saw in front of him.
It couldn't help but narrow its eyes slightly, leaving only a gap that was slightly shimmering with purple and gold.
That look seemed to be full of deep dependence.
It was as if he thought Luo Changfeng in front of him was his biological parents.
【Sizzling】
Suddenly, another ball of flame came out.
Purple-gold flames covered its body.
Just like that, burning slowly.
The surrounding temperature also suddenly increased greatly at this moment.
"The best yellow-level beast fire?"
"When I was born, could the flames attached to my body reach the yellow level?"
"Even, it's only one step away from the Xuan level low-grade?"
"This unknown bird monster"
"What exactly is it?"
Look at the burning purple-gold flames on it.
Luo Changfeng couldn't help but have a look of thought flashing through his eyes.
And the spiritual fire void that originally returned to his body also fluctuated slightly at this time.
Vaguely, there seemed to be waves of eager intentions.
After noticing Linghuo's nihilistic desire, Luo Changfeng comforted him a little.
There was also a look of helplessness on his face.
This purple-gold unknown beast fire cannot be swallowed by nothingness.
If this is really swallowed up by nothingness.
In front of him, even if the bird monster is immortal, it will be seriously injured, and its potential will be severely reduced.
"By the way, can I give you a name?"
Under the stone pavilion.
Luo Changfeng seemed to have thought of something.
He suddenly faced the person in front of him, who was dressed in gray and had purple-gold pupils.
The unknown bird monster, whose aura of earth and nobility perfectly blended into his body, whispered.
【Yeah】
It tilted its little head, and a hint of doubt flashed in its purple-gold eyes.
However, even if you don’t understand.
It still barked at Luo Changfeng extremely happily.
"What name should I choose?"
"Xiao Hui?"
Luo Changfeng asked tentatively in a low voice.
【Yeah】
It still tilted its head and stared blankly at Luo Changfeng in front of it.
"Grey Feather?"
Luo Changfeng said tentatively again.
But Hui Yu still tilted his head, and in those purple-gold eyes, there were bursts of clear but somewhat stupid expressions flashing through.
"Okay, you can call me Huiyu."
Luo Changfeng whispered.
Hui Yu still tilted his head.
With those purple-gold eyes, he stared blankly at Luo Changfeng in front of him.
Under the stone pavilion.
Hold the newborn Gray Feather in your hand.
After playing with it carefully, Luo Changfeng placed it on the stone table again.
He picked up a cup of hot tea on the stone table.
While drinking, I looked into the distance.
【Yeah】
Hui Yu's crisp and slightly childish voice sounded again.
Just, this time.
Hui Yu did not lock his eyes on Luo Changfeng.
Instead, he tilted his head and stared blankly at the cup of steaming tea in Luo Changfeng's hand.
From Hui Yu's eyes, Luo Changfeng seemed to understand.
It's asking, what is this?
"This?"
Luo Changfeng put down the teacup in his hand.
Then, he picked up another teacup on the stone table.
He poured a cup of hot tea for Hui Yu.
He smiled slightly and whispered: "This is called tea. This is a good thing. Try it?"
Hui Yu heard this.
It seemed to understand.
Its pupils, which were already shining with bursts of purple and gold, suddenly became even more dazzling.
Moreover, Hui Yu lowered his little head slightly.
Put your mouth, or beak, into the cup filled with hot tea.
He took a long sip of tea.
However, when Hui Yu wants to close his eyes and enjoy it.
The next moment, it widened its eyes.
It seemed to be frozen in place.
Its eyelids obviously twitched slightly.
【Yeah】
【Yeah】
Hui Yu gritted his teeth and swallowed the sip of tea.
It turned its head.
He locked his gaze firmly on Luo Changfeng.
At the same time, he kept shouting.
He seemed to be protesting to Luo Changfeng.
"Oh, okay, okay, if you don't like it, then don't drink it in the future."
Luo Changfeng poured the cup of tea that Hui Yu had drunk.
After that, he stretched out his hand and gently touched Hui Yu's little head with gray feathers.
This solved the little guy's dissatisfaction.
It's noon.
At this time, a scorching sun hung high in the sky.
The temperature outside is slightly hot.
After the passage of time, the season seems to have once again come to summer among the four seasons of the year.
Luoshan Mansion, Qingshi City, Luo Family Land.
In the courtyard where the ancestors of the Luo family lived.
At this time, Luo Changfeng was sitting quietly under a shady stone pavilion.
While drinking the hot tea in his hand, he silently looked at the chess game in front of him.
At this time, Luo Changfeng was playing Go.
Of course, he is not alone.
Instead, he was engaged in a daily battle with that little guy Luo Youwei.
After this period of continuous training and improvement.
Luo Youwei's chess ability has indeed improved greatly.
However, it is a pity.
The opponent she met was Luo Changfeng.
It has long been doomed here that her outcome can only be failure, and it will be the kind of disastrous defeat where she is beaten while hanging.
"Alas, we lost again"
Luo Youwei looked at the dead chess game.
She couldn't help but sigh helplessly.
How many sets are these?
Her chess skills must have improved a lot, right?
Why does she always lose?
Not to mention winning, she couldn't even see the hope of winning.
【Yeah】
As the chess game ended, a crisp and childish cry suddenly sounded under the stone pavilion.
Luo Youwei looked towards the source of the sound with some curiosity.
As a result, she stood on the shoulders of her ancestral ancestors.
I saw one with gray feathers and purple-gold pupils.
It seems a bit rustic.
But if you look closely, you can see an unknown bird creature that vaguely exudes a noble aura.
Luo Youwei's eyes couldn't help flashing with intense interest.
It seems that small children see animals.
Always of special interest.
"Its name is Gray Feather."
Before Luo Changfeng could ask Luo Youwei, he told Hui Yu's name in advance.
【Yeah】
Hui Yu stood quietly on Luo Changfeng's shoulder.
He seemed to understand his master's words.
Immediately, he raised his head and chest, and bursts of mysterious purple-gold flames arose from his body.
It seemed to be talking to the little girl in front of her.
I'm very powerful, don't underestimate me.
"Wow"
"Black Feather?"
“So cute”
Luo Youwei said as he walked forward.
It seems that he has turned his attention away from the lost chess game.
Transferred to Hui Yu's body.
【Yeah】
【Yeah】
【Yeah Yeah Yeah】
In response to this, Hui Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.
Only a purple-gold gap was left.
Originally, it seemed to want to enjoy Luo Youwei's touch.
But as Luo Youwei continued to approach.
The energy on her body is extremely permeable.
Moreover, there seems to be a biting cold aura of autonomous consciousness.
At this moment, it slowly spread over.
This also caused Hui Yu's initial expectation to gradually change to confusion and finally deliberate avoidance.
Luo Youwei saw this scene.
He stopped moving forward slightly.
The hand stretched out into the air could not help but freeze a little.
The atmosphere under the stone pavilion couldn't help but become somewhat silent for a moment.
"How's it going?"
"Is the practice of Bing Xin Jue going smoothly?"
Luo Changfeng shook the half-full teacup in his hand. He looked at the little girl in front of him who seemed a little embarrassed.
He pointed to the seat in front of him.
Then, he asked in a low voice.
“It went pretty well.”
Luo You nodded slightly and whispered.
Although the grade of Bing Xin Jue is very high, it is also very difficult to practice.
However, this skill.
It seems to be a magical fit for Luo Youwei.
This also leads to.
She has been practicing this Ice Heart Technique ever since.
I haven’t encountered many practice bottlenecks.
During this period of time, his own cultivation level also rapidly improved to the state of perfect bone refining.
Although, he has not yet broken through to refining the internal organs.
But even some ordinary monks in the early stage of Zang refining.
None of them are Luo Youwei's opponents now.
"As long as it goes well."
Luo Changfeng nodded silently, and then he gradually began to pack up the black and white chess pieces on the stone table.
While he was cleaning up, he tentatively asked Luo Youwei in front of him in a low voice: "How about another round?"
When Luo Youwei heard this, a look of joy appeared in her eyes.
You know, before ancestor Changfeng.
I always only played a game of chess with her every day.
Today, I was able to play two games.
For Luo Youwei, this is definitely a happy thing.
Even though, in the end, she still failed miserably.
That's not something unacceptable.
What she enjoys is the game during the chess game, the layout, thinking, and fighting between the chess games.
And it is not the final result of the chess game.
Well, of course.
It's not because Luo Youwei can't win.
That's why I said this because of my stubbornness.
But
Alas, forget it, I won’t make it up.
He said this just because he couldn't win.
The layout, thinking, and fighting each other during the chess game are certainly quite interesting.
But if so, we can win in the end.
That is of course the best.
It's just a pity.
No matter how hard she tried or studied the chess game.
She seemed unable to win against her ancestor Changfeng.
The Changfeng ancestor of her family.
In the chess game, there are always countless novel tricks that she has never seen before.
This also led to Luo Youwei's undefeated record.
The next day.
Early morning hours.
The sky is not completely bright yet, and the temperature outside is still slightly cold.
In the void, it seemed that there was still fog with low visibility.
Dafeng Dynasty, inside Qingcheng Mansion.
The other place is equally magnificent, exuding an aura of majesty and solemnity.
However, the palace complex is much smaller than Zijin Mansion.
In a hall with only two people.
At this time, there is no doubt that Feng is the master of Qingcheng Mansion.
Sitting quietly on the main seat.
He lowered his head slightly, his expression seemed a little silent.
And no doubt except the wind.
In this hall, there is another person standing quietly in the center of the hall.
The man was wearing some special black clothes.
Likewise, he lowered his head slightly.
Just stood there in silence.
"How is the situation?"
After being silent for a long time, Feng Doubi, who was sitting quietly on the main seat, asked in a low voice to Qu Heng in front of him.
Qu Heng was concerned about this issue.
There seemed to be some hesitation in his answer.
"The New Imperial Feng Wumian side is constantly attacking."
"Feng Wuhen is in charge of Changqing Mansion and Anqing Mansion."
"The Luo family sits on the land of three mansions."
"These two forces are hoarding large armies on the border of our Qingcheng Prefecture."
"With today's situation."
"Maybe within three days."
"The portal of Qingcheng Mansion will be forcibly opened by New Emperor Feng Wumian."
"And if that time comes, it will be a complete defeat."
"It seems to have become an inevitable thing."
Feng undoubtedly heard this. He opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't say anything.
Until, the two were silent for a long time.
Feng Doubi, who was sitting quietly on the main seat, raised his head and looked at Qu Heng in front of him.
He asked in a low voice with some difficulty: "Is there really no other way?"
But this time, Qu Heng just shook his head.
Didn't choose to answer aloud.
Soon after.
The wind undoubtedly waved his hand.
He retreated from Qu Heng in front of him, and then he was alone, sitting quietly in the hall where he was the only one.
He lowered his head slightly, seeming to be thinking about his life.
He seemed to be thinking about how he had become the master of Qingcheng Mansion.
What did he do?
He seemed to be thinking, if he were not so greedy back then.
First, enter the land of Naluoshan Mansion.
Then, he slowly took control of the Liang family's territory in Qingqu County, Luoshan Prefecture.
Starting from the territory of the Liang family in Qingqu County, they gradually took over Luoshan Prefecture bit by bit.
Will his current ending change a lot?
It’s just that no matter what Feng Doubi thinks.
After all, these are just some fantasies in his mind.
This world is very cruel.
Once an opportunity is missed, it will never come again easily.
It is already quite difficult for him to have the opportunity to take charge of Qingcheng Mansion and open the door of Luoshan Mansion.
Now, the best opportunity has been missed.
What's the use of feeling remorseful here?
"What are you thinking about?"
One was a bit skinny, with long white hair and a long beard.
Feng Tingdu is the ancestor behind Feng Wudu's faction.
At this time, he suddenly appeared in this hall.
He clasped his hands behind his back and squinted his eyes slightly.
Looking at the slightly lowered head in front of him, which seemed a little lonely, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"Old Ancestor."
"I seem to have lost in the end."
Feng undoubtedly raised his head silently, showed an ugly smile a little stiffly, and then he whispered.
"Failed?"
Feng Tingdu thought for a moment, and then he said calmly: "Isn't this ending expected?"
Feng undoubtedly nodded silently.
Ever since he missed the opportunity with the Liang family in Qingqu County.
His defeat seemed to have been decided.
But, before the ending comes out.
He still has some extravagant hopes for a comeback in his heart.
Maybe, maybe we will win?
Perhaps, there might be another opportunity?
Perhaps, his eldest brother and second brother would get into trouble because of something?
Maybe
"Although the ending has been anticipated, I am still a little unwilling to accept it."
"Ancestor, I am not willing to give in."
Feng undoubtedly looked up at Feng Tingdu in front of him. He had red eyes and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.
"Aren't you willing to give in?"
When Feng Tingdu heard this, he looked at the wind in front of him.
After a long time, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.
Even if you are unwilling, what can you do?
The opportunity has been given to you, but you didn't cherish it.
"This world is like this."
"Okay, let's go, it's time to go back."
"That position has nothing to do with you anymore."
"The next step is the fight between the two boys Feng Wumian and Feng Wuhen."
"At the very beginning, I made an agreement with those old guys"
As he spoke, Feng Tingdu turned around silently.
He put his hands behind his back and walked step by step towards the outside of the main hall.
And there was no doubt that Feng, who was sitting quietly on the main seat, had a look of reluctance on his face.
At this point, he could only stand up reluctantly.
Just like that, he lowered his head slightly and silently followed his ancestor.
then.
As a member of the Qingcheng Mansion, there is no doubt that he is the master of the show.
The ancestors of his lineage were just like this.
Brought back to the palace of Zijin Mansion.
In the Dafeng Dynasty, the palace in Zijin Mansion was very big.
The Imperial Palace is more than just a place where the current emperor of the Gale Dynasty lives.
Likewise, this is the seat of the Feng family, the royal family of the Gale Dynasty.
Almost all the direct descendants of the Feng family, as well as some more talented Feng family members, will live in the Feng family land in the Zijin Palace.
If anyone wants to ask.
The wind is undoubtedly gone, what should Qingcheng Mansion do?
In fact, it was a long time ago.
The person who controls the power of Qingcheng Mansion has changed from Feng Wudu to Qu Heng.
Although, Feng is undoubtedly still the top decision-maker on the surface.
But in fact, Feng has undoubtedly stopped caring about things for a long time.
No matter what the matter was, it was left directly to Qu Heng to handle.
Therefore, even at this time, Feng, who is the apparent controller of Qingcheng Mansion, is undoubtedly not in Qingcheng Mansion and has returned to the Feng family in the Zijin Mansion Palace.
Qingcheng Mansion, a place like this, will still not stop its operation.
If it's time to defend, Qu Heng will still try his best to defend.
How can this stop the last few days?
No one can know this.
(End of chapter)