Transmigrating into a Demon Spirit to Blow up the Entire World-Chapter 161: Demon Emperor’s Little Phoenix 13 (part 2 of 2)

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Chapter 161: Demon Emperor’s Little Phoenix 13 (part 2 of 2)


An Ying was too preoccupied to look at the floating orb of blood before him, and only focused on the words of farewell that the Little Phoenix had said before. Feeling that the light as feather words slammed on his head like a boulder. This slam made his vision darken and brought a dull pain in his head. He could only stiffly and dazedly look up, and listen to the Little Phoenix continue on: “.…..the blood has already been given to you, don’t lose it. From this moment on, we will not meet again, and will never see each other again.”


An Ying had yet to recover his senses from the severe dull pain in his head, when this line of ‘will never see each other again’ pierced his heart once again like a sharp knife. He felt as if he had been completely pushed into hell all of a sudden. But the Little Phoenix’s tone was unprecedentedly indifferent, as if he was talking about other people’s matters, that had nothing to do with him.


In the almost two years they got along, the Little Phoenix had never shown such indifference regardless of how angry he gets or the air he puts. An Ying’s eyes met the Little Phoenix’s eyes again, and saw the radiance of sun faintly appear in that pair of golden pupils. The slightly drooping long lashes was like the slightly and halfway opened garden gate of the temple garden outside the Buddhist temple’s main hall.


The magnificent scenery in the garden is like of a dream, and can captivate people to intrude without thinking of the consequences. But after he was already mesmerized to the point of being incapable of extricating himself afterwards, it tightly closed him out.


An Ying once thought before, that if a time comes when he annoys the Little Phoenix or get’s spurned by Little Phoenix, it wouldn’t matter even if he is hit, cursed, alienated or hated. So long as the Little Phoenix remain by his side, what can he not bear?


But the Little Phoenix directly used the most cruel method, — He no longer wanted him.


After having said what should be said, the Little Phoenix turned around, and was completely unwilling to even spare him another glance. When the night breeze blew by, the three thousand ankle-length fine black hair was tossed about by the wind, and several of it’s strands brushed An Ying’s shoulder. An Ying subconsciously reached out, but was unexpectedly too cold to grab a hold even one. In the end, the only thing he was able to grab a hold in his hand was that smooth and round orb of heart’s blood, which had automatically congealed.


In the next second, the orb of blood was sucked in by the impatient Mao Shu through force, that only a handful of empty wind remained in his hand. An Ying’s lip slightly trembled, in an attempt to say something, but was unable to form any words in the end. While his thoughts were still in turmoil, he only vaguely knew that he had done something wrong. Moreover, he was very clear of his like towards the Little Phoenix. He had already come to like him from their first meeting, and must never lose the other no matter what. He could still remember that during the midwinter in the Demon Realm’s forest, the bare trees were empty and desolate, but that abrupt touch of distinctive red in that gloom, which dimly resembles a flame, illuminated that moment.


Continuing back in time, that Little hunter, who made him willing to get caught, sat underneath the Chinese parasol tree, smilingly took a flower blown down by the wind to compensate the destroyed flower-shaped jade pendant, but this still made him nod in agreement without any principle.


There is still that New Year they spent together in the Human Realm, the dinner they made together in the tree house, the rainy days spent walking hand in hand, the episode of their first kiss, and every unforgettable heart throbbing moments. Thinking up to here, An Ying suddenly regained the strength to stand. He stood up, then went over and pulled the Little Phoenix’s hand.


He initially thought that he would be shaken off by the other, but he had unexpectedly pulled him effortlessly.


Because of being caught off guard, the Little Phoenix weakly fell.


An Ying immediately had a great fright, and hurriedly went forward to get the Little Phoenix, who had weakly collapsed, but only got some blood on his hand.


After completely stabilizing his breathe, the Heavenly Emperor was the first to take the Little Phoenix in his arms. As the Little Phoenix’s consciousness gradually waned, the forcible suppression of the blood rushing up his throat could no longer be controlled, causing him to eventually spat all of it into An Ying’s hand instead. That blood burned An Ying’s heart like a searing iron, causing his entire body to uncontrollably shake. However, he still wanted to step forward and grab the Little Phoenix back despite the uncontrolled shaking of his body.


“Don’t touch him.”


The Heavenly Emperor’s voice contained a powerful pressure, and a frost like chill. However, An Ying was too flustered to register anything. The only thing in his mind was the unconscious Little Phoenix, who had spat out blood, that he actually wanted to take action against the Heavenly Emperor.


Spiritual power instantly condensed in the palm of his hand, both compelling and unfathomable, with extremely powerful and speedy momentum that is profound and magnificent, comparable to the Heavenly Emperor’s spiritual power, and is even a step higher!!


When An Ying just reached adulthood, he successfully overcame the tribulation and reached the Demon Emperor stage. His cultivation level had already far surpassed that of his peers, added on to that devoured spiritual power of Cang Yi, the strength of the combined power is already self-evident. An Ying, who only had the Little Phoenix in his eye, was still unaware, but Mao Shu’s eyes widened at once. That deathly white face was distorted with horror, his voice was also terrifyingly hoarse: “Why do you have Cang Yi’s spiritual power?!”


Mao Shu directly pointed his hand at An Ying, like wanting to stick a dagger through him. Without giving a thought to his still incompletely healed state, he even made use of a high-level method to probe An Ying’s body.


“Where are the two life flowers? Where are the two life flowers I planted?” Mao Shu’s body uncontrollably shook while he incredulously probed over and over again, the despair in his expression became more and more obvious, “It had actually bloomed already, it had actually bloomed already……”


Everyone at the scene knows what the two life flower is.


Although they had never seen this legendary demon flower, but they have heard of it. Rumor has it, that when it is planted in the body of the first-degree relative*, after it matures, it can then be used to exchange one’s life for the other. Having lived for tens of thousands of years, the Heavenly Emperor, Tiandi, has already seen so many life and death. Looking at that face of An Ying, which bears a resemblance to the former Demon Emperor, Cang Yi, he also didn’t say anything at the end. His eyes merely darkened, as he turned around and left with the Little Phoenix, who is in desperate need of medical attention, with the use of a spatial teleportation technique.


*parents, children and siblings.


The Little Phoenix in fact still had a sliver of consciousness, and is able to feel the medical expert high god, Dong Shen, who is healing him, sense the heavy sigh of the Heavenly Emperor, and finally, feel King Ming holding his hand and softly call him by his name.


When he opened his eyes again, he saw Kong Ming’s face as expected. He subconsciously showed a shallow smile, and meekly called out: “Brother Kong Ming.”


Kong Ming concealed all his emotions. He also showed a smile to the youth, then touched his head like he did when the other was still a child, “Um, Tong Tong is good.”


The flickering candle light cast a layer of light halo over the youth’s delicate face, the Chinese red clothing subsequently exuded an indescribable charm as well. The halo spreading out layer by layer, also carries an ethereal feeling at the same time.


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