In the colorful light, the snow-white scroll floated in the air and slowly opened, the hot flames on all sides gradually faded, and an illusory figure also appeared on the scroll.

That was a beautiful woman.

The whole body is surrounded by fairy spirit, with a beautiful face, pure and holy as the bright moon in the clouds, and graceful and dignified as a noble empress. A long dress with silver light flows like a galaxy, and it seems that the sea of ​​stars surging without wind.

Her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Feng Yu's, but there was a little more charming and gentleness of a woman. She closed her eyes, as if she had isolated all the dirt and troubles before, elegant and holy, and wisdom like orchids.

When he saw the figure of the woman, countless complex and excited emotions surged like rushing tides in the eyes of Emperor Rong, who was full of murderous and violent eagle. He was so excited that his hands could not stop trembling. Looking at the noble and holy woman, he opened his mouth but was so excited that he couldn't say a word.

Finally, he could only kneel slowly on the ground, suppressing his excitement, and whispered: "Greetings to the goddess!"

"Goddess...Goddess of Yinxi..." Feng Yu looked at the beautiful woman, and this time he truly felt the source of that intimacy - bloodline!

As the voice of the Molten Emperor fell, the eye wings of the goddess bathed in the colorful holy light moved slightly, as if there were stars. She slowly opened her eyes like a dream, her red lips opened slightly, and her voice was light: "Flat."

However, Emperor Rong was still kneeling on the ground, his eyes full of excitement and excitement. It was as if a fanatical worshiper had finally seen the person he admired. He was completely inferior to the majesty of His Majesty, the emperor of the four ancient kingdoms.

"Goddess...you, haven't you said that the only spiritual consciousness in the scroll is..." Emperor Rong looked at Feng Yu next to him, and his tone was unconcealed and excited.

The eyes of the goddess Yinxi also fell on Feng Yu, with smiles and kindness. Faced with the excited speculation of Emperor Rong, she just nodded slightly.

"It's really--" Emperor Rong nodded at the goddess Yin Xi, and his guess was confirmed, and he was so excited that he hurriedly gave Feng Yu a big gift: "I pay homage to the young master!"

The young god...

Yun Qingyu couldn't understand this title more. It was the title of the heir of the ruler of a domain above the Divine Realm.

She was the goddess of the Snow Domain in her previous life, and the goddess of Yinxi was also respected as the goddess of the Goddess, so she was naturally the same as her previous life, and was the existence of the Empress of the One Domain. But now, the Emperor Rong called Feng Yu the Young God?

That is to say-

Feng Yu is Yin Xi’s son?!

"Feng Yu... Feng Yu?!" Yun Qingyu suddenly widened his eyes. He thought the name was just a coincidence, but he didn't expect it to be so related. The goddess of Yinxi named Feng Yinxi was the empress who ruled Feng Yu ten thousand years ago!

And the meaning of the name Feng Yu is probably the divine realm to which he belongs!

I see……

No wonder the evil king in Qiong Xianjing was so partial to Feng Yu!

I'm afraid he had long noticed that Feng Yu was Feng Yinxi's bloodline!

only……

Seeing Feng Yu and Yin Xi looking at each other, one of them looked calm and gentle, and the other was smiling and speechless. Yun Qingyu frowned slightly. If Feng Yu was really the son of Yin Xi and the young god of Fengyu, how could his bone age be only nineteen?

Yin Xi had already fallen ten thousand years ago. Logically speaking, Feng Yu should be at least long live.

Why is this?

"Child, how much did you guess before?" Yin Xi looked at Feng Yu, her eyes were gentle and loving, and her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, as if it could dissipate all the ice and snow.
Chapter completed!