A magnificent flame exploded in the sky.
It was a beautiful Phoenix!
She was exceptionally beautiful!
The tender voice of a child sounded like that of a child next door.
The father and daughter of the Ji family had died in battle, and hundreds of thousands of heaven's mandate soldiers had died in battle. None of them had come to see them off. In the end, a Phoenix and a demon beast had come to see them off.
He would burn himself and tell the Three Realms that there were still people who remembered the Ji family!
Was it tragic?
Perhaps!
However, that was the enemy.
A battle between races!
In his arms, Ji Yao seemed to have fallen asleep.
Fang ping looked at the flames in the sky, at the Phoenix, and at Ji Yao. He suddenly laughed."Little Phoenix, come down and walk with Ji Yao."
Clang clang ...
The next moment, a flame and a beautiful feather landed on the ground like a hairpin and helped Ji Yao tie up her scattered hair.