Hubby, Your Fox Fairy Wants Everything Chapter 83 The Ninth-Level Heaven Was About to Feasted All Immortals

The people that Zhu Jiuyin wanted to protect were trapped by Feng Xi. Zhu Jiuyin walked out of Jiuli in the sulk.

When the black figure entered the cottage, Feng Xi looked surprised. Xu Linghe eyed the man in front carefully. With more looks, Xu Linghe found the man looked more like his mother. There was a moment when Xu Linghe was in a trance.

"Anyone who intrudes into Jiuli will be dead."

The moment the voice faded away, the cottage shook. Then, a snow man ascended from the bottom of the lake and flew into the cottage. Xu Linghe did not come there for a fight. Since he had known Zhu Jiuyin's plot, he thought he should leave there as soon as possible. But when seeing a person look like his mother so much, Xu Linghe could not help but find out more. However, the man's cool-blooded response assured Xu Linghe to believe that he was not his mother. After all, no mother could be so ruthless to her son.

"You are not my mother."

Xu Linghe's eyes were clear. Feng Xi thought about what had reflected in the Heavenly Mirror, guessing that the man before should be the person's son in the previous life. But Feng Xi was not the person, so he repelled everything about Xiao Qingkong. What's more, Emperor Jun had planted the hatred mood to the previous life into Feng Xi and eradicated everything about the past in Feng Xi's heart. In other words, Feng Xi was just Feng Xi in Jiuli, thought the scene in the Heavenly Mirror appeared occasionally. Feng Xi knew that the man before was his son in the previous life. But the cognition emerged in a flash. Past events had faded like a puff of smoke. In Feng Xi's heart, he had no past. All he should do was loyal to Emperor Jun. He was reborn only for Heavenly Book. Even if he had Xiao Qingkong's memory, he did not have the secular affection and love. He could not abandon his memory, but he had forgotten how to be a man of blood and flesh. Although Xu Linghe was once his son in the human world, Feng Xi would not show any care and love to him, and he was only one of followers of Heavenly Emperor. For a short while, Xu Linghe understood everything. "That's right! I have family members, Grandmaster who cares about me, the little woman who I love most, and my cute Douya. It doesn't matter whether he is my mother or not."

"If you dare to lay a finger on my wife and child, I will stir up great trouble in Jiuli. And tell Zhu Jiuyin if he wants the Heavenly Book, he should come in his own right. Don't do things stealthily."

Xu Linghe condensed his Spirit Power and smashed at him. The snow man could not bear the strong Spirit Power at all and collapse into dust. Monsters in the lake rushed up in a crowd when seeing a stranger. Feng Xi knew that the tiny thing was not Xu Linghe's opponent and warned the monsters not to take reckless action. Therefore, those monsters descended into the lake slowly. Xu Linghe left implacably. Even if he had to hurt the man one day, he could not care too much.

Feng Xi came out of the cottage and ascended to the Ninth-level Heaven to the Treasure Pavillion in the Heaven Realm, because he always had a doubt why Emperor Jun reshaped his physical body, but restored his memory in the Heavenly Mirror. Then, Feng Xi entered the Treasure Pavillion. It was the second time that Feng Xi had turned on the Heavenly Mirror. From the images in the Mirror, Feng Xi saw the tenderest baby and his family members in the human world, and that the little boy held his dead mother in the arms, crying. Even outside the Heavenly Mirror, Feng Xi could feel the wail deeply. In fact, Feng Xi had been removed his seven emotions and six desires, so he just reviewed others' past like a bystander. Thinking about the youth in Jiuli, Feng Xi knew that he was the little boy in the Mirror, but was so remote to Feng Xi himself. The door was pushed open from outside. Feng Xi fell on knees with great respect. Upon entering, Emperor Jun was displeased at the sight of Feng Xi who was kneeling on the ground. Emperor Jun's heart was complicated when he saved Xiao Qingkong, since he both wanted to enjoy family joy and made use of family love. Why not go ahead with it?

"My Majesty."

Feng Xi was prone upon the ground. When Emperor Jun helped him to stand up, Feng Xi was overwhelmed by the special favor. Because Feng Xi thought he was just one of Emperor Jun's slaves and never dared to have any extravagant hopes. Even Feng Xi had considered Emperor Jun as his family member, Feng Xi did not dare to reveal that feeling.

"Have you made any progress in searching the Heavenly Book?"

"Goddess of the Moon is dead. I don't know how to start now."

"She is so still stubborn, as she is such old bones. It is good for her death."

"The old woman's Original Spirit is constrained by Zhu Jiuyin in Si Shui."

"Is it?"

"My Majesty, please extend the deadline a few more days."

Emperor Jun wore a smile with dignity. Feng Xi knew that Emperor Jun was urging him, and he regretted having killed the Goddess of the Moon and lost the only clue. Therefore, Feng Xi had no alternative but to induce Jiang Wuyou and her son to Si Shui. Though warned severely by the youth in Jiuli, Feng Xi would not shrink back. Emperor Jun felt reluctant to press Feng Xi hard, but people in the three realms all cast covetous eyes on the Heavenly Book. If Shenzong of the Kunlun got the Heavenly Book, then the Ninth-level Heaven was bound to suffer a lot. As a matter of fact, Emperor Jun saved Xiao Qingkong not only because of family love, but also for plotting in advance. What would Shenzong do if he knew that Feng Xi killed Goddess of the Moon? It was very useful to keep the obedient granddaughter. Emperor Jun took a glance at the Heavenly Mirror and grinned more brightly. Even though Feng Xi had seen the scenes in the Mirror, nothing would change, since Emperor Jun had tampered with those in the Mirror. In other words, Feng Xi would never see the truth, but only his miserable past. This was what Emperro Jun wanted. Having a relative beside not only comforted him with family love, but also helped to guard against Shenzong, which was a solution to serve both ends. So why didn't Emperor Jun go ahead with it?

"The scene inside is your previous life, and the people inside are your family members."

"Feng Xi is just Feng Xi."

Emperor Jun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he did take a good move, because he could both enjoy family love and have chips in hands. However, Feng Xi did not know Emperor Jun's plot at all, and was only worried about how he could do to help Emperor Jun to get the Heavenly Book, totally unable to speculate Emperor Jun's mind. The two came out of the Treasure Pavillion. Emperor Jun was in a good mood all the way, but Jiu Ying who was standing at the entrance of palace felt uncomfortable, because it was the first time for her to see a different Emperor Jun as she had been serving Heavenly Emperor for tens of thousands of years. Jiu Ying looked at the man up and down carefully and found that he looked like Ximu a lot. But actually, it was only Jiu Ying's heart that made mistakes. Feng Xi looked more like Shengzong. And the reason why Jiu Ying thought that was all because of her jealousy.

"Pay my respect to Your Majesty."

Jiu Ying threw a glimpse at Feng Xi. But Emperor Jun glanced at her coldly, which scared her to lower her head immediately. Feng Xi recognized Jiu Ying and knew she was the Queen. But Feng Xi's character was aloof, reluctant to socialize with others.

"On the fifth day next month, I will feast all the friends. Please give orders and make no delay."

It was time for everyone to see Feng Xi. Emperor Jun wanted to tell all the Immortals that there was a new person in the Heavenly Court. Jiu Ying felt overjoyed in her heart, since she was the hostess of Heavenly Court and should have been enthroned officially. And now Emperor Jun finally thought of her. However, woman was too innocent. How could Jiu Ying know that if a man did love a woman, he would keep the best thing to his own woman, and any plot was redundant. Jiu Ying did not know it, perhaps all the women under the sun did not want to. However, Zhu Yan knew it.

Since the Heavenly Court had not held such a grand feast for tens of thousands of years, this time it invited all the Immortals. No one knew what Emperor Jun thought about, and he even sent the immortal invitation to Kunlun. And even Chidi who was searching for the Heavenly Book in Immense Sea was invited. Time passed fast. The auspicious day of the Ninth-level Heaven came. Palace servants were busy in the palace buildings. The floating sea of clouds was dyed red, serving a cloud carpet for the Immortals coming afar. This was the grandest feast in the Ninth-level Heaven. All the immortals with some ranks, no matter from the four seas or the eight wastelands, began coming to the Heavenly Court. Zhu Jiu yin in the Immense Sea was also included in the invitation list. At that time, Xiao Qi, the king of Fairy Kingdom, and the leader of the fire tribe and his wife would all pay their respects there. However, Shenzong hesitated when receiving the divine invitation. How shameless and audacious the person was! Wasn't he afraid that Kunlun would start a killing in the Ninth-level Heaven? Although hundreds of thousands of years had passed, Shenzong still could not forget that. The person was Shenzong's relative, but was also the murder of Shenzong's mother. Shenzong would never forget it till his death. But since the Ninth-level Heaven sent the divine invitation, Shenzong was sure to come. When Xu Linghe, the grand disciple of Nine-level sound transmission, knew that Junior Uncle Grandmaster decided to go to the Ninth-level Heaven, Xu Linghe was not surprised at all. After all, Junior Uncle Grandmaster had his own consideration, and what Xu Linghe needed to do was accompany Grandmaster. On the other hand, Ying Fu did not received the divine invitation, and the room door had been broken twice. It was the tenth time that Chengyi had changed the door. Violent-tempered as Ying Fu was, he was really a good old man. And everything would be fine as long as everyone bore to be doormat for several days. Since Xu Linghe returned from the Ninth-level Heaven, he had more resepcts to Ying Fu, because he found that the old man was not so indifferent as he looked. The more he got along with Ying Fu, the more he liked this old man. The purpose of going to the Ninth-level Heaven was to guareentee the Junior Uncle Grandmaster's safety. Ying Fu struggled for a while, and then decided to go to the Ninth-level Heaven as well. Ever since he had been to Jiuli, Xu Linghe had become more cared about his little woman, because he did not want anything unexpected to happen again. And he also wanted to bring Xiao Douya to ascend there. This time, Xu Linghe took Wuyou and Xiao Douya with him for the purpose that he did not want those two persons out of his sight. After supper, Xu Linghe walked across the couryard, but to his surprise, found his little woman drinkning wine. He knew that she was missing Granny Moon. Xu Linghe took the woman's cup and drank it all.

"My sweetheart."

Wuyou threw herself into Xu Linghe's arms and burst into tears. Granny Moon had disappeared for a month. She felt her heart ache every time she thought about Granny Moon. Xu Linghe stayed with the woman quitely. The woman refilled the wine into the cup and drank it again and again. When she felt asleep, he carried her in the arms to the Bamboo Tower. Tonight, he would guard her. All Xu Linghe wanted was to accompany her and made her less depressed and happier. Under the star light, the Bamboo Tower appeared cold. October was in a chilly season. Xu Linghe wiped the woman cleanly and covered the quilt for her. Perhaps because of the coldness of night wind, the woman was always looking for warmth and did not sleep soundly until she got into Xu Linghe's arms. Xu Linghe snapped his spiritual fingers, and then, the last candlelight was put out in the darkness. Hearing the woman's rhythemed breathing and seeing her sleeping face, Xu Linghe smiled bitterly. "What were the woman doing just now? She always bears everything on her shoulders alone. Does she forget that she has a husband? Why did she sit in the courtyard and drink the wine solitarily? It is an unbearable shame for me! Doesn't she know that I am her man? If I came later tonight, what would she do? She is not the little fox that she used to be. She has her own arms. She is changing to a stronger person." Xu Linghe felt a bit sad at his thought. She must have gone through numerous difficulties before she could get stronger now. Without any support, how could the little woman forge her way ahead? Xu Linghe once promised to her that he would take care of her through the whole life, however, he just made her left alone and helpless every time. Granny Moon was one of her closest persons, but now disappeared. How could the little woman not feel sad? Xu Linghe could feel her feeling. She had had nothing to rely on since childhood, and one day, she met a person who cherished her in the hands. Any heartless person would be moved by such warmth, let alone the good-natured little woman. Xu Linghe did not imagine how heart-broken the little woman would be if she knew that Granny Moon had left her. He only hoped his little woman would not so grieved at that time. That night, Xu Linghe did not want to sleep at all, but the person in his arms knotted her eyebrows tightly. Xu Linghe put his fingers gently on her eyebrows to smooth her worry. Unexpectedly, she screamed with tears. Xu Linghe wanted to wake her up, but she fell asleep again. What made the woman usually have nightmares? Xu Linghe detached his divine consciousness and let it enter the woman's dream. In her dream, the woman huddled up helplessly. Xu Linghe wanted to hold her up, but only floating light penetrated his fingers. And then, he realized that it was in the dream. The woman's little hands fumbled carefully, and she sat on the verge of the bed. Xu Linghe waved his fingers in front of the woman's eyes, and then her eyes were not so bright. Tears dropped on the back of Xu Linghe's hands and scorched his heart. What on earth had his little woman undergone? She had been striving bravely to live. When his divine consciousness followed the dream to the desert, Xu Linghe felt his heart ached as if being torn off. He embraced his little woman tightly, his tears wetting his clothes.

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