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Chapter 164 The Supreme God Who Died Tragically Without Returning from the Tribulation 39

Bai Ze, who was sitting next to him, was carefully peeling a fruit that looked like an orange. He could obviously just use his spiritual power to peel it directly, but he was peeling it slowly and only put it on the plate after it was peeled clean.

He continued to peel a handful of dried fruits, listening to their conversation with his ears perked up. After collecting enough for a small plate, he pushed it next to Jiuli. His movements were natural and intimate, silently declaring his sovereignty.

"Who is this?" Xian An realized it belatedly. At first he thought it was the servant brought by Yuan Qing because his clothes and appearance were not right.

"Bai Ze, he has reached the level of a Supreme God," Feng Luo said casually. He has reached the level of a Supreme God for more than 50,000 years! "He is less than 20,000 years old."

20,000 years old? He's still a kid.

"What is Yuan Qing doing?" An old cow eating young grass? He held back the rest of the words, for fear of being beaten.

"Go on?" Jiuli pinched a piece of dried fruit with her fingertips, as if smiling, "Feng Luo raised a little phoenix, and it even took its own nest."

He glanced at Feng Luo, whose look showed a gloating expression, and exposed her shortcomings without any hesitation. As expected, Xian An, who usually had no expression and a serious face, was filled with surprise.

So his brother was more excessive than him? Oh, that's not right, why did he remember that Bai Xianrui had a little phoenix mount? And didn't Bai Ze return to the chaos a long time ago? It seems that things are not set in stone, his eyes are deep.

"Why are you looking at me?" Feng Luo was serious for a second, and touched his face. What's wrong with being old? They, the Phoenix, have a long lifespan.

"Nothing," Xian An shook his head. He knew Feng Luo was unreliable. The bird's brain was not big, so he was prepared and did not panic.

"The Medicine King said that Bai Ze, don't you know the Osmanthus fruit and the Bodhi fruit?" Feng Luo wiped his mouth and looked at the sky. Well, it's safe.

Bai Ze, who had conjured up the weapon to smash the walnut, used his hand holding the wooden hammer to smash the walnut open. He looked at Feng Luo with a smile on his face, but in Feng Luo's eyes he was like a devil. She shivered and felt a chill on her back.

"Did Da Huang talk to you yesterday?" Isn't that just exposing his shortcomings? He made it sound as if he was the only one with shortcomings. Bai Ze clapped his hands.

Feng Luo's face cracked instantly. Did he nag you? Da Huang? You are so arrogant and great, why are you using a three-head Da Huang to mess with him?

"Da Huang?" Xian An pursed his lips. Okay, he admitted that this guy didn't know how to name something. The little phoenix was really full of misfortunes.

Even the way he looked at Feng Luo changed. Fortunately, Feng Luo's name was determined by heaven, otherwise, he couldn't imagine what would happen.

Shan Yue was drinking tea the whole time, with a faint smile on his face, showing that he was in a good mood. As for the issue of his immortal body that Feng Luo mentioned, they still had some trust in each other as they had been fellow disciples for many years, and Xian An could not do that.

"Try this, the chestnuts I brought from the human world," he whispered to the person next to him after retorting to Feng Luo.

"Oh? Where are the chestnuts? So your Highness has only the ones?" Feng Luo rolled his eyes sarcastically. Is there a shortage of this stuff?

"If you want to eat it, peel it yourself," Jiuli patted the hand that Lai Fengluo stretched out, "You can peel it for the little phoenix later, right?"

"Da Huang, hey, the little phoenix has lost all its feathers, you don't know," Feng Luo gestured when mentioning the little phoenix.

Da Huang? This name is really weird. I wonder what the little phoenix will think when he grows up and hears that he has the same name as a dog in the human world?

Hair loss? Bai Ze's back stiffened. No, he was affected by Bai Ze's memory. He was a human being now and would not lose hair. Focusing his attention on Feng Luo, he heard that the hair shed by the phoenix was made into robes with rich colors that would not fade for a long time?

With her right hand, she slowly turned the ring on her left hand. Your Highness deserves the best, but Feng Luo just made do with it, her eyes dim. Did she wrong Your Highness???

"What are you planning?" Feng Luo, who was talking to Xian'an, looked back and saw Bai Ze's eyes, which seemed to want to tear him apart. He felt inexplicably irritated.

"Nothing," Bai Ze blurted out, "I don't like you, an old man. Besides, can't you see who I like?" He expressed his thoughts secretly.

"Who are you saying is old? An old man?" Feng Luo got furious when he heard this. He was less than 200,000 years old, still young!

"Whoever agrees will be the one to tell me." He spread his hands.

"You really don't know?" Xian An tilted his head and turned the Cang Minghua in his hand. Is Yuan Qing unromantic?

"Does that matter?" He replied nonchalantly.

Noticing the indulgence in Jiuli's eyes, Xian'an shook his head, thinking that maybe these two people were willing to fight and be beaten.

"You seem to be enjoying it." Why can't he encounter such a good thing? Thinking of Bai Xianrui's face, it looked very good.

"Fuyao seems to care about you very much?" Jiuli raised an eyebrow. Want a wife? Isn't Fuyao a ready-made candidate?

"No, no, no, I'm not interested in love." Xian An shook his head and refused, "Fuyao just looks gentle and warm."

What's more, he crossed out his own name in the Book of Fate. If it weren't for Bai Xianrui's strange method and dark eyes, the Heavenly Palace would have fallen, the world would have been shattered, and the price would have been borne by them. How could such a good thing happen?

"Oh?" He stood up, "What you owe to others must be repaid."

What he said was meaningful. When Bai Ze saw Jiuli stand up, he quickly put away the fruits he had peeled. He could use them as snacks for His Highness later and make various kinds of crispy candies and desserts.

"Why, are you envious?" Xian An raised his hand and tapped Feng Luo's head. Why was he looking at Feng Luo in a daze? ? ?

"How could that be? I just didn't react," he argued.

"How could I not know you? Go ahead, ask me anything you want to know." He sighed, "Tanyue, I am not such a quiet person."

Xian An didn't know if he was too suspicious, so he felt that these two people had a big prejudice against him? However, the facts proved that this was not his illusion at all.

"Do you still remember what happened after I died in the battle at Mingluo River?" Tan Yue seemed completely calm, even the way he drank tea did not change, and asked directly.

"The soul will return if it is not scattered. Isn't that the case with you now?" Xian An frowned, combined with his memory to quickly analyze, his eyes were venomous, "Is your immortal body condensed from the power of heaven and earth?"

"After the Mingluo River, Tan Yue's immortal body was swallowed up in the Fanhun Abyss. Inside the heavenly coffin is your breath and the Cangming Flower Handheld," Feng Luo said as he took out a string of pitch-black Cangming Flowers and held them in his hand.

Even after so many years, it still exudes an ominous aura, but it is enveloped by the barrier formed by the Phoenix Fire and does not escape. Every time it collides with the Phoenix Fire, a crackling sound is made.

Three pairs of eyes looked at the dark thing in Cang Minghua's hand on the table. Why did they feel like they had seen this thing before?

They looked at each other, with a message written in their eyes, he seemed to have seen it before, but where? ? ?

"Go to the Heavenly Prison," Xian'an's eyes were gloomy and extremely cold.

This person was obviously trained by Bai Xianrui in the future, why did she appear at this time? It became more and more confusing, who was the person behind her? A terrible guess took shape in my mind, who could calculate everything inadvertently?

"How can a chess piece possibly know the chess game?" Tan Yue clenched his hands, not showing it on his face, "It doesn't hurt to go and take a look."

"I'll go too," Feng Luo raised his hand. He also wanted to know how the little phoenix, who was born with auspiciousness, could fall into evil? And his hands were stained with countless blood.

As he thought about it, his eyes were stained with scarlet, but they were extremely clear.

"Order the guards of the Heavenly Prison to bring people over here," Xian An raised his hand and issued an imperial order, "I think they can withstand the soul search."

"That's true," Tan Yue lowered his eyebrows and chuckled.