Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 503 Why are you here
"I need your energy, as long as you are obedient, reform yourselves, listen to my orders, don't do anything foolish, and don't try to escape or escape my control. In the future, I may let you go and send you away. You are reincarnated."

Hearing that reincarnation is possible, many evil spirits were obviously moved, but some evil spirits still did not believe it. "The king of hell won't let us reincarnate, what can you do? Don't try to trick us into working hard for you! We will never be fooled!"

The evil ghost who was originally tempted was also shaken after hearing this, Feng Jin raised her lips and smiled, "As long as you reform yourselves, I will persuade the King of Hades, besides, there is hope for this, otherwise you will be burnt to pieces by a wicked fire , there is no hope."

Feng Jin paused, his condescending eyes swept across the evil spirits, "What's more, do you think that if you don't agree, I won't be able to swallow you? The reason why I discussed with you in advance is just to give you a little favor. If someone is shameless, don't blame me for being rude!"

Feng Jin's tone suddenly turned cold, and the evil spirits huddled together, staring at Feng Jin silently.

A smile floated on Feng Jin's lips, and her tone softened again, "For me, I need to borrow your strength, you need my help to be reincarnated, otherwise you will be burned to ashes by an evil fire, and you will never be able to reincarnate , this is a cooperation, it’s best if both parties are satisfied, isn’t it?”

If they are obedient and obedient, Feng Jin can subdue them with half the effort. If they are not obedient, it will just take more effort and time.

This great gift from Yan Wang was really sent to her heart. Bai Chong refused to let her go because of an unknown accident. There are many masters in the Canghai Continent. With her current ability, anyone who comes here can crush her and Yao'er to death.

But if he swallowed the most powerful evil spirit in the Central Plains for thousands of years, the situation would be different.

The evil spirits looked at each other, and finally came out one by one, lowering their heads obediently, waiting for Feng Jin to devour them.

Feng Jin hooked the corners of her mouth, revealing a satisfied smile, pouring spiritual energy into her fingertips, opened more than a dozen iron railings one by one, and the bodies of the ghosts gradually became transparent.

Everything went smoothly, but at the most tense moment when the situation was devouring most of the ghosts, hundreds of evil ghosts sprang up at the same time, escaped from the opened iron railings, and flew in all directions sweep.

"court death!"

Feng Jin sneered, stretched out his palm, and invisible spiritual power slanted out, and the hundreds of evil spirits seemed to be frozen, unable to move. Immediately afterwards, Feng Jin grabbed the air with both hands, and hundreds of evil spirits exploded at the same time , Dissipated without a trace, completely wiped out.

The rest of the evil spirits huddled together in fright, not daring to make any further movements.

After this little episode, things went smoothly.

A quarter of an hour later, Feng Jin saw the green light gradually disappearing under his skin, his skin returned to fair and smooth, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a comfortable smile.

She could feel the incomparable energy surging in her body, as long as she recuperated, rested and fused, the energy of these evil spirits could be used by her, but the ghost energy backlashed every month when the moon was full, I am afraid it would be even more difficult, but A mere hour of torment, in exchange for a month of peace, is worth it!

The ghost guard hugged Yao'er and turned back. When he went, he was carried by a ghost guard in black, and when he came back, he was carried by a ghost guard in white.

"The matter is settled, take your son back."

The white-clothed ghost officer said so, but reluctantly let go, Feng Jin smiled, and the white-clothed ghost officer was a little embarrassed by her smile, so he had to let go.

The moment he let go, Yao'er suddenly kissed the white-clothed ghost on the cheek, and the white-clothed ghost's originally stern expression suddenly became as warm as spring.

I have been a ghost messenger for hundreds of thousands of years, dealing with all kinds of ghosts every day. No one can explain the loneliness among them. It is rare to meet a pure and innocent child who is not afraid of them and gets close to them. Jin understands.

In terms of Yao'er's identity and background, it's not a bad thing to have a good relationship with the underworld, so Feng Jin is also happy for Yao'er to get close to ghost messengers.

Judging from the fact that Yao'er came to the purgatory full of evil spirits, Yao'er was different from ordinary people in the Central Plains. He probably wasn't afraid of these yin, cold, and evil auras, and he wasn't afraid of ghosts. Maybe it was nameless. A part of Jiaolong's energy was passed on to him, which made him surpass ordinary people.

After leaving Purgatory, Feng Jin bid farewell to the ghost messengers, and took Yao'er on the journey again.

Three days later, Feng Jin arrived at the bank of the Dongjiang River where the unknown accident happened. After three days of running-in, she had subdued all the energy of the evil spirits that had been swallowed up that day. At this time, she was at least equivalent to the soul of the seventh level of the Nine Heavens and Stars Art. Strength, it can even be said to be equivalent to the eighth level.

This great gift from King Yan, Feng Jin will always remember it in his heart.

The longer the lonely ghost wanders, the more resentment and energy it accumulates. Therefore, the thousands of years of evil ghosts imprisoned in purgatory are not idle people, and any one of them can increase her spiritual power a lot , not to mention, there are thousands of evil spirits imprisoned there.

As far as she knows, there are not too many masters who have stepped into the eighth level in the Canghai Continent, and some of them are veterans. Bai Zhong wants to kill her and Yao'er, and he absolutely dare not call these people. The eighth level masters are really used by Bai Chong , even less, and Bai Zhong just beat a Yae expert, Zhong Kui, even if he sent another Yae expert, Feng Jin would not be so worried. What's more, the Central Plains Continent is her territory, and she is very concerned about the Central Plains Continent. Every plant, every tree, every mountain and every river are very familiar, even if they can't beat them, they can still escape.

The King of Jiangdong has already retreated to the Eleven States of Jiangdong, all the bridges on the Dongjiang River have been cut off, and Qi Che's army is hoarding by the river. whereabouts.

After discussing with Li Yi, Qi Che wanted to build a bridge, but it was not easy. Firstly, there was a lack of manpower and material resources; secondly, it would take time;

In addition, it is now April and May, the rainy season is coming, the Dongjiang River is rough, and there are occasional torrential rains, which makes it even more difficult to build a bridge.

When Feng Jin appeared silently in the tent wearing a coir raincoat and holding Yao'er in his arms, Qi Che and the others were discussing with the craftsmen about building a bridge, and they didn't notice anyone coming in.

When Qi Che heard the sound of water dripping, he found Feng Jin who was quietly sitting in a corner without light. We're here, we'll discuss it tomorrow."

After everyone else retreated, Qi Che immediately went outside the door and told the lieutenant to guard, and then put down the curtain of the handsome tent, and then quickly walked in front of Feng Jin, "Why is Your Majesty here?"

Feng Jin said nothing, Qi Che carefully took off the raindrops on her coir raincoat, only to find that she was holding a baby in her arms, already biting her fingers and falling asleep, Qi Che's heart moved, "Is this His Royal Highness, Your Majesty?" How did you bring him?"

"The palace is not completely safe, I don't worry about keeping him."

Qi Che thought of the current situation in the imperial capital, and asked Feng Jin to sit down without saying anything.

Feng Jin glanced at the map and sand table on the table, "For now, let's put aside the matter of building the bridge, and try my best to search for the unknown whereabouts."

"King Jiangdong..."

Qi Che was a little hesitant, Feng Jin lowered his head, looked at Yao'er who was sleeping tenderly, and said softly after a while, "Five days! I only need five days!"

It has been almost ten days since the incident happened, and she was there, but after another five days of searching, she still couldn't find it. Either Wuming didn't die and left by himself, or Wuming's soul was no longer in the Central Plains and was captured by Bai Zhong.

If it's the former, it's fine, but if it's the latter, she can't waste any more time and must go to important person Bai as soon as possible.

Qi Che thought for a while, and agreed, "Okay! Anyway, it's been raining for the past few days, and the bridge can't be built, so there's no rush."

Feng Jin murmured, looked around the handsome tent, and felt inexplicably comfortable and friendly. Yao'er was a little noisy when she was outside, but she quieted down as soon as she came in, and fell asleep after a while.

"Is this the nameless handsome tent?"

Qi Che nodded, "Do you want to tell others about His Majesty's arrival?"

"No, you just need to know."

Qi Che thought of the sick queen in the palace and the prince who had a rash, and immediately understood Feng Jin's intentions, and said solemnly, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, except for the last general, no one will know that His Majesty is here."

"Retire, I'm tired, I'm going to rest."

Qi Che stepped back respectfully.

Feng Jin hugged Yao'er, and slowly lay down on the small couch where Wuming had lain countless times. Smelling the breath of Wuming from the pillow and quilt, Feng Jin couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and quietly slide.

(End of this chapter)