Xian Ni: Rebirth of Zhou Yi, Many Children and Blessings

Chapter 2 Madam Feng Luan, you don’t want anything to happen to the Temple of War, do you?

Xuanwu Kingdom, located in the southern part of Suzaku Star, close to the Demon Cultivation Sea, is a third-level cultivation country.

The neighboring Huofen Kingdom suffered a disaster and was unable to resist the fire spirit beasts that numbered over 100,000, so it had to be forcibly relocated to the Xuanwu Kingdom.

Since then, a great war broke out between the two countries' cultivation worlds.

This battle concerns the rise and fall of each country, and even the high-ranking Nascent Soul cultivators of the two countries have begun to fight for their lives.

In the void, Zhou Yi's figure slowly appeared.

Because he hid his body, no one noticed his arrival.

Zhou Yi looked down and saw beauties such as Feng Luan, Lan Ruo, Zhou Zihong, and Li Muwan in the crowd.

Feng Luan was wearing a palace dress and a peacock hair accessory, looking like a peacock princess, graceful and elegant, with the majesty of a superior.

She is extremely charming, without any makeup but her complexion is like the morning glow reflecting on the snow, her body is graceful and slender, and she looks beautiful even when fighting.

Lan Ruo was dressed in a snow-white dress, spotless, with a beautiful face like a flower and graceful like a fairy. Her whole temperament was cold, just like the Guanghan Fairy in the sky. Every inch of her skin was crystal clear, as if she did not belong to the mortal world and would ascend to heaven at any time.

Zhou Zihong was wearing the standard uniform of the Temple of War God. Her face was as delicate as jade and equally breathtakingly beautiful. She had a slender figure, a slender waist, round and straight legs, and her black hair was tied into a ponytail, which added a bit of heroic spirit to her.

These three beauties can be said to be the autumn chrysanthemum and spring orchid, plump and thin, each with her own beauty and charm.

As for Li Muwan, Zhou Yi simply ignored her.

Suddenly, a Yuanying cultivator from the Huofen Kingdom was killed, and the Yuanying cultivator from the Xuanwu Kingdom who was originally fighting with him was freed up.

"Fellow Taoist, help me!"

Seeing this, the Nascent Soul cultivator who was fighting with Feng Luan hurriedly asked for help.

The Nascent Soul cultivator licked his lips, looked at Feng Luan with a lustful expression, and said, "I can help you, but I want to capture her alive!"

"can!"

The Nascent Soul was already busy taking care of himself, so naturally he had no intention of snatching Feng Luan away.

Feng Luan is only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. When facing a cultivator of the same level, she can still crush him, but if she fights with two at the same time, she can only be suppressed by the opponent, and many times it is extremely thrilling.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

After another collision of magic weapons, Feng Luan's flying sword actually shattered directly. Without the magic weapon, she was quickly seriously injured, vomiting blood and flying backwards.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

The Yuanying cultivator from Xuanwu Kingdom laughed strangely, rushed in front of the other party, and was about to grab him with his big hand.

"Mother!"

Seeing her mother defeated, Zhou Zihong couldn't help but exclaim.

"Brother Sen has fallen, and I don't want to live anymore."

Feng Luan looked at his daughter reluctantly, gritted his teeth and was about to detonate his Nascent Soul.

She didn't want to fall into the hands of the enemy, as that would surely lead to humiliation, which would be more painful than death.

"Shh!"

At this moment, the heroic Zhou Yi suddenly appeared beside Feng Luan and put his arms around her slender waist.

Without the time to savor the soft and smooth wonderful touch, Zhou Yi looked at Xuanwu Kingdom's Yuanying with cold eyes and said lightly: "Get out!"

His voice was not loud, but when it fell between heaven and earth, it was like the roar of thunder, containing the divine power of heaven and earth.

"Kakaka!"

In an instant, the wind and clouds rolled back, and the entire void began to collapse in constant distortion, like a curtain that was violently shaken by someone.

"boom!"

The Nascent Soul cultivator who was originally trying to catch Feng Luan turned into a ball of blood mist on the spot, and even his Nascent Soul was destroyed.

"With just one word, he destroyed a Nascent Soul cultivator. Could this be a Spiritualization Stage old monster?"

"Too powerful! So shocking!" "With such great power, one person is enough to destroy all the cultivators of Huofen and Xuanwu countries!"

"Could this senior be an envoy sent by a higher-level cultivation nation?"

Zhou Yi's appearance made the entire battlefield quiet.

Everyone looked at him with eyes filled with fear and respect.

In the crowd, Wang Mazi sighed inwardly, "A real man should be like this! If I had such a level of cultivation, how could Teng Huayuan dare to touch my family?"

At this moment, Feng Luan felt the hot temperature coming from her waist and breathed the scent of a strange man through her mouth and nose, and she actually felt an unprecedented sense of security.

But in front of so many people, especially her daughter, fellow disciples, and disciples, Feng Luan still felt a little embarrassed to be hugged so intimately by the other party. Her pretty face and ears were flushed.

In addition to feeling ashamed, Feng Luan also felt very excited, a kind of stimulation of guilt. This stimulation made her body tremble slightly, and she couldn't help but clamp her legs together.

Zhou Yi released Feng Luan, took out a bottle of pills, and said with a smile: "Eat this, and your injuries will be healed!"

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life!"

Feng Luan thanked him.

For some reason, after the other party let her go, she felt a little lost in her heart.

"Feng Luan, ah Feng Luan, you are a married woman, how can you be so fickle?"

Feeling her inner thoughts, Feng Luan was shocked by herself.

Am I really a bad woman?

"Excuse me, Senior, are you an envoy sent by a higher-level cultivation nation?"

At this time, a white-haired old man flew forward and asked respectfully.

He is the leader of the six Nascent Soul ancestors of the Temple of War God, has the cultivation base of the late Nascent Soul, and is Feng Luan's senior brother Song Yunzhi.

Song Yunzhi asked this question because when the fire spirit beast was wreaking havoc in the Huofen Kingdom, the country sent people to report to the superior cultivation country.

"no!"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "I'm from the Five Elements Sect of the fifth-level cultivation country. I'm just passing by here."

"Level 5 Cultivation Country?"

Hearing this, everyone was a little disappointed.

Huofen Kingdom and Xuanwu Kingdom are both subsidiaries of the fourth-level cultivation country. Their affairs will only be handled by the fourth-level cultivation country, and the fifth-level cultivation country will not pay any attention to them.

"Senior, can you help us?"

Feng Luan looked at Zhou Yi with her beautiful eyes, and pleaded with her red lips slightly opened: "Our homeland has been occupied by the Fire Spirit Beast, and now we are homeless. If you are willing to help, our Fire Nation will definitely offer all the secret realms and treasures in its collection!"

Zhou Yi said calmly: "Do you think I would like those junks?"

After hearing these words, Feng Luan was immediately in despair.

The superior cultivation country does not come forward, and this strong man is unwilling to help. Is the Huofen Kingdom really going to perish together with the Xuanwu Kingdom?
Zhou Yi added: "It's not impossible to help you, but..."

Song Yunzhi asked, "I wonder what you need, Senior? If my Huofen Nation can do anything, we will definitely satisfy you!"

Zhou Yi didn't say anything, but looked at Feng Luan meaningfully.

This look made Feng Luan's heart skip a beat.

A blush appeared on her pretty face, and she understood what Zhou Yi meant.

Feng Luan waved her slender hand, performing a soundproofing spell and explaining, "Senior, my husband just passed away..."

After all, this is a feudal society. Influenced by traditional customs, she believes that women should be loyal.

"Ok?"

Zhou Yi frowned and threatened, "Madam, you don't want anything to happen to the Fire Country and the War God Temple, do you?"

(End of this chapter)