Seven Hundred and Seventieth Chapters Ruxiang Learns Alchemy One

Feng Xingying finally opened her eyes and stared at Qin Molin blankly.

Did he do this for her?

Her rare tender little eyes, is it an encouragement to him?

His kiss, overwhelming, annihilated her.

Feng Xingying's body began to soften and responded awkwardly.

"Don't be sad, I'll do it twice more to practice cooking, so as not to be laughed at by you." Such words could actually be said from Qin Molin's mouth.

Qin Molin himself felt that he was possessed. He was here to punish her, so how could he comfort her?

"Yeah." Feng Xingying responded in a daze.

This time, he didn't dare to step in again, but let go of all his negative emotions and explored with her. He didn't dare to challenge again when she twisted coyly.

At this point, forget about it.

...

After they tossed it out, Rue Xiang had already prepared dinner.

Naihe Feng Xingying could only watch the seniors eat dinner with watermelon and sesame, she couldn't!

Because Qin Molin doesn't allow it!

Qin Molin got into trouble with cooking.

He said domineeringly: "You must wait for me this time! Otherwise,

Humph, I won't let you out for three days and three nights. No, ten days! "

"..." Feng Xingying became a good baby in seconds: "Do you think I am Feng Xingying is that kind of person? I will wait for you if you don't tell me."

No wonder!

Qin Molin raised the corner of his lips in a good mood, without puncturing her, he went straight to the kitchen.

Qin Molin is definitely the cruel king, and he doesn't let Feng Xingying go to the kitchen with him.

Can't go to the kitchen, do you look happy when others eat?

Can't go back to space yet!

Missing Qin Molin's love dinner again, Feng Xingying felt that the domineering guy might lock her up for ten days.

Ten days off is not a big deal.

But he was so proud that he had a good time with her for ten days.

Are you good on your own strength?

Feng Xingying wanted to cry without tears, she was clearly a fellow practitioner of Lingwu, the one with good physical strength!

Well, just concoct alchemy at their dining table, it can improve your concentration.

In order to prevent Qin Molin from coming back at any time, Feng Xingying didn't dare to refine too high-level medicinal pills, so he could only use second-level training to improve his proficiency.

When Feng Xingying finished the spirit pill, Feng Xingying saw that Yunxiang had been watching her all the time, and gave her the pill:

"Pretend to restore spiritual power."

"No, no, miss, Yunxiang doesn't want pills, Yunxiang thinks, thinks." Yunxiang lowered her head and blushed before whispering, "Yunxiang wants to learn alchemy from you."

Feng Xingying looked at Yunxiang up and down, a little tangled: "But you are a wood-type spiritual master."

"Miss, didn't you say that alchemy can also be made with external fire?" Yunxiang obviously already knew about alchemy, even if she didn't know it before, she had been with Feng Xingying for so long.

"But without fire and spiritual power, it will waste more time than others. If time drags on for a long time, it will be more difficult to control, and the success rate will also decrease. Even, you may not be able to break through to the king in your life. Level alchemist, have you really thought about it, are you sure you want to learn it?"

These words are common sense. If it was someone else, Feng Xingying would not even bother to remind them.

That's why, only fire-type people choose to go all the way to alchemy masters.

Talent is really too important. The fire control of fire spirits has an incredible bonus to alchemy.

It's not that people from other departments can't make pills, but that it takes longer, the success rate is lower, and what's even scarier is that there is no future.

The curse of not being able to break through the king level is for advanced alchemists, and ordinary non-fire alchemists are saddened by the third-order threshold.

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