Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 511 He Is Too Greedy
Really hate it?
No, not only do I not hate it, but I love it to the core.

The dragon's head gently rubbed against her face, his extremely hard scales made her skin numb and itchy, a little stinging, but Feng Jin was reluctant to push him away, and after a while her soft and delicate cheeks turned red, Seeing Wuming, he backed away and stopped rubbing against her.

On the contrary, Feng Jin couldn't bear him to leave, so she hugged him back and pressed against his face.

The fleshy brown dragon horn stood on the top of his head, Feng Jin couldn't help touching it, but as soon as he touched the dragon horn, Wuming shook his head violently and shook off Feng Jin's hand, as if he was very afraid that Feng Jin would touch his dragon horn horn.

Just when Feng Jin was feeling strange, he suddenly noticed that Wuming's eyes were a little dodging, the light in his eyes was a little brighter than before, it looked scorching and dazzling, hot and bright, which made people feel flustered.

Feng Jin vaguely guessed something, and in the next second Wuming's tail wrapped around her tightly, and a little bit behind her hind feet, there was something hard and angular against her waist, slightly Thinking about it, Feng Jin understood what it was, her little face was blushing, and she gave Wuming an angry look, "The color dragon!"

The huge dragon's face was a little uncomfortable, and its eyes dodged, but it still didn't let go of Feng Jin, instead it became tighter and tighter, and the dragon's head kept rubbing against Feng Jin, so tight that Feng Jin couldn't breathe, so he had to pat lightly. On his face, "Let go, it's too tight!"

Under Feng Jin's protest, Wuming loosened his strength a little bit, but he still clung to Feng Jin with just enough strength, which didn't make Feng Jin feel uncomfortable at all.

"By the way, what about the sect master?"

Feng Jin suddenly thought of the sect master, and her expression changed. She gently pushed Wuming, "Let me go, I'll go find him!"

Wuming slowly let go of her, but he didn't let her go to find her. Instead, he slid out of the window by himself, with Yao'er hanging around his neck, dangling back and forth, giggling.

Soon, Wuming came back, with the door master wrapped around his tail, he threw the door master on the ground casually.

Feng Jin hurriedly went to check the status of the sect master, and an unknown voice sounded in the room, "There is no need to check."

Feng Jin looked at the leader in surprise, "Can you talk?"

I don't know if it was her illusion, she seemed to see that gorgeous and huge dragon face rolled her eyes, the dragon face didn't open its mouth, but the nameless voice still lingered in Feng Jin's ears, "He's not dead, but it doesn't count To be alive belongs to the state of neither birth nor death, neither yin nor yang, with one foot on the gate of hell and the other on the yang, and the most troublesome thing is that he has no soul."

Feng Jin's heart sank, "What do you mean?"

"It means that his soul was taken away."

"It's Master Wood!"

Feng Jin observed Longlian's expression and saw that Wuming didn't seem to care much about the sect master. He thought he minded that the sect master attacked him and Yao'er just now, so he quickly explained, "He was controlled by Master Mu just now, and he was completely unconscious."

"I know, otherwise, you think he can still lie here so intact, I would have patted this body into a meat sauce."

Feng Jin was speechless, this time, she was absolutely sure that this gorgeous dragon face really rolled her eyes.

She looked worriedly at the pale face, who was not much different from the dead sect master, and said quietly, "Then what should we do now?"

Wuming glanced at Feng Jin, "I don't want to save him."

"Why? Because he held Yao'er hostage today, or because of his entanglement with us in the past few years?"

Nameless shook his head, "None."

He is not such a stingy person. The reason why he didn't want to save the sect master was purely because this parrot was a spy of the former Emperor Donghuangyi. He had been sending news about Lingshan to Donghuangyi. It matters a lot.

Although Donghuangyi and Bai Chong are behind the scenes, the parrot is not a good thing. Ah Jin has raised this parrot for thousands of years, taking good care of it, and giving it any precious spiritual herbs and elixir. A piece of sincerity, in exchange for deceit and concealment.

Such a person, he would rather he died.

Ah Jin wanted a spirit beast as a pet, and he would pick another one for her, which was obedient and loyal, such a thing that betrayed the Lord and the Lord, it was worth noting.

Feng Jin observed Wuming's expression and saw that he seemed to dislike the sect master very much. Although he didn't know what kind of feud he had with the sect master, Feng Jin still wanted to save the sect master. She could tell that when the sect master was controlled by Master Mu before , always wanted to get rid of Master Mu's control, he had her in his heart, and didn't want to hurt Yao'er, but he still couldn't resist Master Mu in the end.

"You want to save him?"

Seeing the expression on Feng Jin's face, Wuming immediately understood her thoughts, and sighed softly, "A Jin, he betrayed you..."

"Anyway, he's been going back and forth a lot, and I'm used to it. It's just that he treats me with a little bit of sincerity. Sincerity is rare. I want to save him just because of this kind of sincerity."

Feng Jin looked deeply at Wuming, facing such a gorgeous dragon face, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all, nor was she afraid at all.

Wuming didn't say anything, and gently nodded Feng Jin's head with the soft tip of his tail, "I see, it's late at night, you and Yao'er can sleep for a while."

Yao'er was hanging on Wuming's neck, and he had already closed his eyes, but he didn't let go even when he was sleeping. Wuming slightly moved his body, resting his head on the ring-shaped tail, letting Yao'er and Feng Jin lie down. On top of his tail pile, it was soft, Feng Jin didn't feel uncomfortable, Yao'er also slept soundly.

"Go to sleep, I'll take care of the sect master's affairs, don't worry about it, we will return to the imperial capital tomorrow."

Feng Jin yawned, she didn't sleep much these days, especially before looking for Wuming in Dongjianghe, staying up for five days and five nights, her eyes were red from the boil, and seeing Wuming was very distressed.

Feng Jin wanted to sleep, but felt a little worried, "What about the matter of being in vain?"

"Bai Zhong?"

Wuming sneered, "It's fine if he doesn't come, if he comes, don't even think about going back."

Feng Jin was worried, "He already has the spiritual power of the ninth level and the ninth level, and will soon step into the supreme realm, but he is also the most powerful practitioner of spiritual power in the Canghai Continent, you..."

Feng Jin paused, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just..."

The tip of Wuming's tail gently nodded her head, "Don't worry, he won't be able to enter the Supreme Realm."

Feng Jin's eyes widened, her face full of surprise, "Why? How do you know?"

"I just know it."

Seeing that Feng Jin's eyes were all red, and he was yawning from sleepiness and still refused to close his eyes, insisting on an answer, Wuming smiled dotingly, rolled her tail around her, hugged her in his arms, and placed the huge dragon head On her head, her chin rubbed gently.

He probably forgot how heavy his head is now, and almost broke Feng Jin's neck. Feng Jin moved his head with great difficulty, but remained motionless.

Fortunately, Wuming found out that her face was flushed red in time, and moved her head away in time, otherwise Feng Jin would be guilty, so he stuck out his tongue apologetically and licked Feng Jin's face.

"Quickly tell me, how do you know that Bai Chong can't enter the Supreme Realm?"

Seeing that Feng Jin refused to give up until he got an answer, Wuming smiled, "There is only one reason, he is too greedy."

"don't know."

"On the one hand, he practiced the Nine Heavens and Stars Jue, and on the other hand, he practiced sorcery. He wanted to greatly increase his spiritual power. However, there is no balance between good and evil. Dissipate, and the ninth layer, the ninth layer, reaches the supreme realm, it seems that there is only a thin membrane, as long as the membrane is pierced, it can be broken through. In fact, it seems simple, but it is actually difficult. Not to mention all the spiritual energy of Jiuzhong, it also needs opportunities and qualifications."

"On the one hand, whether Bai Chong has the opportunity to break through, he doesn't have the aptitude, and on the other hand, his aura consumes each other, so it's good to keep it as it is. There is no such a lot of aura to break through. So... ..."

He paused, and came to a conclusion, "It's impossible for him to break through, forever! On the contrary, that kid Bai Ye, if he had been more obedient and hadn't messed with his father, he might have been able to break through."

"But Yan Wang said that Bai Ye's qualifications are not enough..."

Wuming smiled softly, "It's because of poor aptitude, but as long as someone helps, it's not impossible to solve the aptitude. I wanted to help him at that time, but it's a pity..."

It's a pity that that happened.

At that time, even though Bai Ye stared at A Jin covetously, and his evil heart never died, which annoyed him, but Bai Ye was indeed a rare talent in the Three Realms, but it's a pity...

With the old grudge with Bai Chong, it is impossible for him to help Bai Ye any more, even if Bai Ye protects A Jin's soul.

"By the way, Master Mu is also troublesome..."

Wuming sneered, Feng Jin looked at him puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"

(End of this chapter)