Chapter 200: Phoenix Extra (Part 1)

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I am a phoenix, born from a legendary species.

Just as the world has guessed, my race indeed possesses earth-shattering power, with overwhelming momentum, even in the sky and in the sea. It is the greatest race in the world.

except me--

I was born in winter, the coldest winter in so many years, just like most of my life. My family is a large branch of the Phoenix clan, rich and noble.

But I am the lowest being among the Phoenix clan - Bai Zi. He was born with a sickly body, his whole body was white as snow, his feathers were thin, and he didn't even have the inheritance that every phoenix possesses.

Because of me, my father, mother and my family have become a joke in the Phoenix Territory. Those people laughed at everything about me, including my weak claws, white feathers, and jagged figure. Even the servants dared to laugh at me in front of my face.

I am also very lucky to have the best parents in the world. They never mind my ugliness and love me meticulously.

With such a humble existence, I live a happier life than countless people. I'm already very satisfied.

I also have a great tribe. Although some of them are dissatisfied with me, at least they accept my existence.

The second uncle rarely talks and never interferes in the affairs of the younger generation. Sometimes when he saw me being bullied, he would silently help me up without reprimanding or teaching. But his hands were warm, very warm.

I like him touching my hair, the exquisite toys he gave me, his broad back, and the gorgeous and smooth figure of his prototype. Those long tail feathers are so beautiful.

I also like Third Uncle a little bit, even though he is very bad, and he never likes me and always scolds me. But he was the most protective of my shortcomings. Everyone who bullied me was silently recorded in a small book by him, and these people were dealt with miserably afterwards.

He's still bad, though. Several times, he was cornered by me and strangled my neck. He tried his best several times but failed. In fact, I knew that he didn't really want to kill me. Don't think that I didn't know. His hands were still shaking when he strangled my neck.

What a duplicitous bird, never honest about his feelings.

My favorite is my Taiweng. He is the best bird in the world. He has the most beautiful feathers in the clan, an elegant figure and powerful strength. He is a true phoenix bird.

Such a powerful and perfect person loves me very much. He loves me, a humble white boy like clay. At the same time, he is terrified all day long, and it is extremely sweet.

He was wonderful to me. His eyes contain countless gorgeous emotions, and he has a mind as broad as the sky.

He devoted himself to teaching me countless treasure-like knowledge and told me stories from the long past. He loves me as much as I love him.

I think he must be the greatest bird in the world.

Therefore, even though I have the most shameful status among my tribe, I lived a peaceful childhood.

Childhood is always the happiest. And my childhood will eventually leave. It will be a cold winter from now on.

The clan members of the same generation are growing up day by day and have become a help that cannot be underestimated in the clan. They begin to make a difference, show their ambitions, and are bound to make greater achievements than their elders.

And an outlier like me stands out. I am neither beautiful nor outstanding, I have no family background, and I am of low status. They looked down on me, insulted me, and trampled on me.

But I was powerless to resist.

My family can't always be there for me. I also don’t have the face to beg my family to stand up for me and bring shame to them. I can only endure it silently.

The strong can dominate the weak. This is the rule.

I was so humble that I became a tool for everyone to vent. They intensified their efforts and continued this activity day after day.

There are wounds all over the body, white feathers stained with blood, and broken feathers... How can the increasingly serious signs be hidden from my family.

But they didn't ask, didn't speak, and treated me as if they didn't know what I was going through.

I don't care, it's just my family, as long as I have their love...

When I came back with a torn wound, my mother finally couldn't stand it any longer. She hugged me and screamed, crying uncontrollably.

She said she was heartbroken. I am no longer required to make friends, no need for me to be strong, no need for me to become strong. She was crying, and she begged me not to go out again.

It doesn't matter. I won’t go out anymore. I will obey my mother’s words.

I agreed. My mother hugged me happily, and I was also happy because my mother smiled.

Staying at home is boring. Although those people will bully me, at least I can still hear the news from the outside.

And now it's just me. only myself. Quietly terrifying.

Aweng has been very busy recently. I can't find anyone in his cave.

My second uncle and my third uncle have been looking at me very strangely lately, with mixed emotions of displeasure and relief.

They all seemed busy. No one has time for me.

One day, when I was squatting on the plane tree in a daze with nothing to do, a bird came to me.

He is a beautiful phoenix bird. With colorful feathers and a strong figure, he is very proud and powerful. He is the bird that I have always longed for. I wanted to be his friend so much.

He walked under the tree and smiled at me, which made me dizzy.

He asked me to jump down and said he would catch me.

The leaves of the sycamore tree were in full swing, and I fell into his arms. I smelled a nice fragrance, elegant and distant, just like him.

At that moment I heard the sound of flowers blooming.

He told me that there would be a pool on Moonlight Mountain three days later at Haishi. After soaking, you can return to your ancestors and become a real phoenix bird, restoring the glory of your ancestors.

He said that this pool can only purify one person in each reincarnation, and there is no cycle of three hundred years.

He said that I was a white boy and needed this opportunity more than him, so he specially gave this opportunity to me.

He said he likes me.

I was too young and greed got the better of me.

Finally I went.

In order for my family not to be laughed at, for the pride of my family, for myself, and for...him, I went to Moonlight Mountain three days later at Haishi. Towards the beginning of my despair, towards my inevitable fate.

How happy I was at that time, how desperate I became later.

Taking advantage of the darkness, I came to this secret place.

The moonlight is clear and the night is deep. This pool, which is said to be able to return to one's ancestors, exudes a sense of sanctity under the radiance of the moon.

With the night breeze, my mind became clearer and I started to think about some things.

I hesitated for a long time, and finally took back half of my foot, turned around, and wanted to leave this place.

Suddenly, a huge force pushed me hard from behind. I stumbled and fell into the pool.

ah--

Someone's shrill scream came from the wind, full of despair.

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.. m.