The waste bird throws down the gods

Chapter 231 Feng Jiu Disdains
Tian Hou Jun Si was thinking about this matter, how could it be so in line with his own wishes, Feng Huang would definitely become the only Princess of Jiuchongtian now, but when Feng Jiu's words sounded so fiercely, Jun Si felt that his The authority was provoked, she stared at Feng Jiu angrily, how could Feng Jiu, a rebellious woman, be so presumptuous.

"Presumptuous, I am your mother's queen, Feng Jiu. Is this how you contradict your mother for you?"

She stood up in horror and anger, and broke her nails with a wave of her sleeve. The fruit plate in front of her was swept to the ground, and the centuries-old flat peaches rolled under the table and were still spinning.

The wine splashed everywhere, and her fiery red eyes under the fiery red phoenix feathers were full of shock and anger.

"Mother? Back then, the phoenix flower soul fell into your belly from the Nine Heavens, so the last descendant of the phoenix clan was born. As for the upbringing, the world knows that it takes a thousand years for a phoenix egg to be born. Nurtured by God himself, the divine light of the thousand-year-old heaven shines everywhere, the auspicious clouds of the upper gods linger, and the mysterious birds circle the beams endlessly, so that countless gods and Buddhas, large and small, who come to the heavens are bathed in brilliance.

Originally, the gods have been indulged for tens of thousands of years. They have always been cultivated by my master, the ancient gods, and then descended to the mortal world, and then returned after learning.God's Punishment Hall, why is it called God's Punishment Hall, because you don't want to offend the gods, you will definitely be punished, and besides, was it not clear enough what Si Li Shangxian said just now? "

"Article 20 of the Heavenly Rules: Those who go up to the gods belong to the gods, and the immortals are not allowed to interfere or accuse them. No. [-] seven articles of the heavenly rules: Those who go up to the gods are the power of heaven and earth, and they have no rules and ethics. Heavenly rules."

"Does Empress Dowager still want to add drama to herself? Don't you have that in mind? If there is such a mother as a tiger's poison, if there is such a mother? I, Feng Jiu, don't care."

"Feng Jiu was born alone, Feng Jiu has no mother."

Feng Jiu watched the faces of the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen of Heaven turn black inch by inch, hehe, if I am really what the Queen of Heaven said, I am not their child, maybe I am the child of Jinwu Shangshen and Jiuyin, my parents I was forced to death by them, even if the world can't keep them who are sinful, why would they keep me, give me so much hope, and blow me to destruction?

Feng Jiu suddenly thought of a person, Du Yi, where is he? He was with her that day, and he could prove her innocence, but once she told everything, her status as a goddess would be questioned, what?What should they do?She loves Du Yi, and Du Yi loves her too, but Feng Jiu knows that Du Yi also loves the common people, what should they do?Are they going forward in a precarious manner, or are they being honest with each other and swearing to the world?
Feng Jiu is still hesitating, but on the surface she is still calm. Feng Jiu looks at them almost coldly. Feng Jiu's heart is so cold that she has no feelings at all. Even if Feng Jiu's mother is a witch, so what?She loves Feng Jiu, and Feng Jiu is willing to admit that her mother is a witch.If her mother is Tianhou, but Feng Jiu has already understood Tianhou's ruthlessness, Feng Jiu will feel very sad, so sad that she doesn't need anyone to be her mother, she is her own mother.

"As for where I was that day, I'm willing to tell you. I hope you don't regret it. Don't forget that I am Shangshen. I have the Five-Direction Artifact and three kinds of Heavenly Fire. I forgot to tell everyone. I hope you don't regret it."

Feng Jiu smiled directly at a chubby fairy who was sitting upright, and he stood up in a daze and gave up his seat.Feng Jiu sat down sideways.

She just sat there calmly, so not in a hurry, so innocent and cute, so indifferent, the little face of the rose on the clouds in the sky, such a strong reflection, as if in this world, No one can stop Feng Jiu's pace.

This is not a trial.

Because Feng Jiu strolled in the courtyard, she was not afraid.

No one can judge Feng Jiu.

(End of this chapter)