Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 558 Someone Wants to Capture the Sect Master
At the same time that Xuanyuanling was speeding up towards Lingshan, Feng Jin and the sect master were also speeding up to Lingshan.

Halfway through the flight, Feng Jin felt a pain in his heart, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell headlong to the ground.

"Phoenix!"

The sect master yelled, retracted his wings and rushed down headlong, as fast as lightning. When Feng Jin was about to hit the ground, the sect master flew under her with great difficulty, just in time for her to fall on his back .

The Phoenix's body was much bigger and heavier than the parrot's. When it fell down with one head, two bones in the door master's back were broken. The pain caused fine beads of sweat to appear on his face. He clenched his teeth and flew again. He got up, flew up a mountain, and landed on the top of the mountain.

He didn't dare to land on the ground, for fear of being seen, he and Fenghuang were arrested.

He knows how greedy human nature is.

"Phoenix, Phoenix, wake up..."

The sect master kept calling Feng Jin, Feng Jin woke up faintly, opened his eyes, saw the anxious and worried face of the sect master, smiled with difficulty, "I'm fine, let's continue to fly to Lingshan."

"Why are you still flying? You're already like this!"

The sect master roared, the circles of his eyes turned red, Feng Jin felt that the aura in his body was in a mess, rushing like a floodgate, almost rushing out of his body uncontrollably.

Tianhe is right, the soul of the phoenix is ​​too powerful, the more powerful something is, the more resistant it is, and the harder it is to fuse with a body that does not belong to him. Urgent integration, too eager, haste makes waste.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine, don't believe me..."

Feng Jin supported her wings and wanted to stand up, but fell down again. Fortunately, the sect master helped her in time, so that she didn't fall to the ground.

"You still said it's okay, you can't even stand up, how can you fly? Your aura is so messed up, it can't be used anymore!"

The door master said anxiously, his eyes were red.

Feng Jin smiled bitterly, "I have to use it even if I can't use it, I have to go to Lingshan, I'm afraid..."

I'm afraid that if I go late, everything will be late, and I'm afraid that if I say goodbye in the morning, it will become a farewell forever.

Wuming must have known that he didn't have much time, so he arranged everything so eagerly. He was afraid that she and Yao'er would be bullied when he was not around, so he went out of his way to make Bai Ye, Xiaohong and Xiaobai stronger. To protect her, he will desperately speed up the fusion of her primordial spirit and Ji Wu's body.

She knows him so well!

It is precisely because she understands that she is afraid.

Feng Jin wanted to prop herself up, but was unable to do so, her wings drooped down, and she flung herself on the top of the mountain.

She looked at the sect master anxiously, "Xiaohong, help me, help me, please."

She never begged him, they have been together for thousands of years, more of a master-servant relationship, she is the master, he is a pet.

The sect master's eyes were so red, he gritted his teeth, touched her back, and felt the aura rushing through her body, "Fenghuang, you can't use aura anymore, you can't use it anymore, you can't control your body, If you use it again, it will be backlashed by the spiritual energy."

Feng Jin stared at him blankly, the circles of his eyes gradually turned red, and tears welled up, "Then what should I do? I'm going to Lingshan, I'm going to find Wuming, something will happen to him..."

She stood up desperately, wanting to spread her wings, but the wings didn't listen to her commands, and they hung down feebly. Feng Jin felt extremely desperate, and couldn't hold it anymore, tears rolled down her face.

"Fenghuang, don't cry."

The head of the sect looked at her directly, with a flash of determination in his eyes, "You still have me!"

He stretched out one wing, which turned into a hand, and gently wiped away the tears on Feng Jin's face, "Come on, I'll take you there! No matter where you want to go, I'll take you there!"

Feng Jin stared at him blankly, a smile appeared on the furry face of the sect master, the hand turned into wings again, he lay down on his stomach, motioning for Feng Jin to climb up.

A ray of colorful light flashed, Feng Jin took human form and climbed onto his back.

It was only when he climbed up that he realized that his back had been injured. He must have caught her falling down just now, and was injured. Feng Jin's tears fell on his back and wet his feathers .

"Why are you crying? What's there to cry about? I'm only slightly injured. You're crying like I'm about to die. You're cursing me. Let me tell you, I won't die. I still have to die." I will pester you for tens of thousands of years, and I will fight for favor with that dead fox for tens of thousands of years."

Feng Jin held back her tears, hugged his neck, and called out 'Xiaohong' in a low voice.

The sect master straightened his wings and flew up. His back was hurting a lot, and adding another person made it even more difficult for him to fly, but he kept talking and laughing, looking very relaxed.

Feng Jin knew that he did it on purpose, and didn't want to make herself worry, so she felt even more sad and blamed herself.

"Fenghuang, after this matter is resolved, can you help me change my name, Xiaohong is too vulgar, and it doesn't match my appearance of turning all living beings upside down and overwhelming the country."

"What do you want to be called?"

The door owner tilted his head and thought for a while. A few fiery red feathers fluttered in the wind. Under the sunlight, they shone dazzlingly. He was too beautiful. He has always been a beautiful person, even as a bird. Pretty bird, "Why don't you call it Xiao Jin."

"Which Jin?"

"As far as your original name is Fengjin, the Jin, and Jinhualan's Jin, doesn't Xiaojin sound nice? I like it very much."

What I like more is, Ai Jin, Si Jin, Nian Jin, I dare not speak to you for fear that you will be unhappy.

Feng Jin hugged his neck, and pressed his cheek against his soft and shiny feathers, "It's not good."

The door owner raised his eyebrows, and said unhappily, "What's so unpleasant?"

"It's not special, it doesn't match your appearance, nor does it match your personality, but Xiaohong sounds nice, red suits you best, bright red, radiant, like a peach blossom, dazzling, very beautiful."

Although he knew she was coaxing him, the door master was still elated and said, "In that case, then I will continue to be called Xiaohong."

"Xiaohong is unique, and you are also unique."

Feng Jin said softly, her eyes were slightly red.

"I know myself--"

The door master was full of pride, shaking his head and said, not paying attention to him flying across the sky, a few people on the ground looked up, with greedy eyes in their eyes, "Look, that bird is so beautiful!"

"It must be a spirit bird, only spirit beasts can be so beautiful!"

"Yes! Capture him! Go back and drain his spiritual power to improve our cultivation!"

As soon as Feng Jin heard it, he secretly thought it was not good, so he asked the sect master to fly quickly. The sect master knew that something was wrong when he heard the first person speak, so he tried his best to fly forward, but it was still too late.

The wind whistled in my ears, and an iron hook came through the air with powerful spiritual power. The sound made people tremble with fear.

The person who threw the hook must have at least the seventh level of spiritual power. If he hadn't been injured and hadn't carried a phoenix on his back, he wouldn't be able to deal with him, but now...

The door master swooped down, avoiding the hook, and then rushed upwards like lightning.

As soon as he flew into the air, two more hooks came through the air, aiming at his wings, one left and one right, apparently trying to drag him down.

The door master circled around and dodged to the side, but he avoided one hook, but not the other. The tip of the right wing was hooked, dripping with blood, and the feathers from the wound fluttered off.

"Little Red!"

Feng Jin yelled and wanted to help him.

"Phoenix, don't move, I'm fine!"

The door master was afraid that if she used her spiritual power, the spiritual energy in her body would become more chaotic, and she would not be able to control her body, so he hurriedly stopped her loudly.

"Xiaohong, you are hurt, I..."

"I said I'm fine, I don't want your help! Stop looking down on people, such a small injury can't do anything to me! You wait for me to clean them up! Don't move around!"

Feng Jin also knew that her situation was not good. Although she knew that the sect master was trying to comfort her on purpose, the situation was not as easy as the sect master said, so she could only resist the urge to make a move.

The people on the ground saw that they had their hands, and several people rushed over, grabbed the other end of the hook together, and pulled the door owner to fall.

The sect master tried his best to fly up, but was dragged down bit by bit, the wound on the wing was bloody, and the blood flowed down one by one, Feng Jin's eyes were flushed, but he couldn't make a move, so he could only watch helplessly.

The door master gritted his teeth and tried his best to fly up, but he was actually lifted up into the sky little by little, and even those few people were also vacated.

"Quick, get a few more hooks and hook the other wing, I don't believe I can't catch him!"

The leader of the crowd said through gritted teeth. He was staring at the magnificent and huge spirit bird, his eyes shining brightly.

(End of this chapter)