"The Pavilion Master begged for a cover. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Feng Xingying blinked narrowly, entered the space in seconds, and cultivated!

It's not that Feng Xingying doesn't want to find an opportunity to refine his spiritual skills, it's really that the Tongtian List has not been updated in time, and Feng Xingying's description is still an eighth-order Great Spirit Master.

The people who came to her to challenge were naturally also great spirit masters.

There is no injustice or hatred, and she is not interested in bullying people. She also had to go into the space to discuss with the master.

I'm afraid Su Changhe never dreamed that Feng Xingying had never refined a king-level elixir before, and today was his debut.

Feng Xingying has long known the requirements for refining king-level pills, and has also done analysis, the reason why king-level pills need spirit kings to be refined, the biggest difficulty is Ning Dan.

And Feng Xingying used the simplest and crude condensation to solve this difficulty, and only then did he complete the feat of refining the king-level elixir in advance.

Back in the space, it was rare that Lihuang Tianzun actually praised the star shadow!

No, it's not a boast of the stars. But:

"Your little apprentice has received a good income, he is actually an innate wood spirit physique, and his talent is very high, which is very suitable for alchemy.

Even if she is slower than others in alchemy, as long as she can refine the best pill in the future, she is stronger than any alchemist.

I recognized this apprentice. ”

How did Feng Xingying feel that he was only fifteen years old and already middle-aged.

This time, Feng Xingying didn't dare to delay too long in the space, and estimated that when it was time for dinner, she would come out.

Rue Xiang made Feng Xingying and Qin Molin's favorite fish and rabbit meat respectively, and a table was also sumptuous.

Qin Molin didn't do it himself, because Feng Xingying said, "I like heroes and heroes, if you cook every day, you will have no temperament." ”

Qin Molin knew that Feng Xingying was reluctant for him to waste too much time cooking, and he also agreed to her request.

After all, Ruxiang's little girl's cooking skills are really good, and he can barely rest assured. If Rue Xiang is not there, he must do it himself to rest assured.

At the dinner table, Qin Molin helplessly glanced at Feng Xingying, who was swallowing dates, and unhappily threw a bronzing red post to her:

"You're really busy, and the posts have been handed to our Tongtian Pavilion. ”

"Whew, is it another challenge? Feng Xingying didn't speak figuratively, and the rice grains were all stained to the corners of his lips.

Qin Molin stretched out his bony fingers and lightly touched Feng Xingying's lips.

The slightly scorching temperature instantly turned Feng Xingying's little face red.

She lowered her head and ate obediently.

Seeing that Feng Xingying was so impatient, Qin Molin became interested, his fingers rubbed over Feng Xingying's cheeks again, and he flicked back a few strands of her long hair, and said shamelessly:

"I know Rue Xiang's cooking skills are good, and no one here is robbing you, eat slowly, it's all on your face. ”

"Hmm. Feng Xingying asked herself that her eating appearance is not ugly, she is just a more efficient person, and she doesn't like to waste too much time on eating, so she likes the rhythm of muffled and fast eating.

However, it's definitely not gobbling it up.

She was just concentrating on speeding up, and the grain of rice just now was also brought by the sesame paws.

Sesame was reading the post for Feng Xingying, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"Master, master, someone is taking advantage of you, there is an old palace maid who claims to be your aunt, and she says she wants to see you! ”

What the bad prince said was naturally Yuwen Xilie, the prince of Tianyu Kingdom.

"She is indeed my aunt. Feng Xingying didn't raise his eyes and continued to concentrate on eating.

It's just her voice that makes people listen to another inexplicable sad feeling.