Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

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"The patron seeks a hood." Feng Xingying blinked narrowly and narrowed into the space, practicing!

It's not that Feng Xingying doesn't want to find a chance to train his magic skills. It is because the Tongtian list has not been updated in time. Feng Xingying's description is still an eighth-level master.

The person who comes to her challenge is naturally also a great spiritual master.

Innocent, she has no interest in bullying others. She also has to discuss with the master in the space.

I'm afraid that Su Changhe never dreamed of it. Feng Xingying had never refined the king-level elixir before. Today is the first show.

Feng Xingying has long known the requirements for refining the king-level elixir, and has also done an analysis. The reason why the king-level elixir requires the Spirit King to refining, the biggest difficulty is Ning Dan.

Feng Xingying used the simplest and rude condensation to solve this difficulty, and then completed the feat of refining the king-class medicine in advance.

Back in space, rare, Li Tianzun exaggerated Feng Xingying!

No, it's not a boast of star shadow. But:

"Your little apprentice received it well. It is actually a congenital wooden spirit, with high talents, which is very suitable for alchemy.

Even if she is slower than others, as long as she can make the best alchemy in the future, she is better than any alchemist.

I acknowledged this apprentice. "

How did Feng Xingying feel that he was already middle-aged at the age of fifteen.

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

Ruxiang made the fish and rabbit meat that Feng Xingying and Qin Molin loved each other.

Qin Molin did not do it himself, because Feng Xingying said, "I like men with heroic spirits. If you cook every day, you will have no temperament."

Qin Molin knew that Feng Xingying was unwilling to waste too much time cooking, and agreed to her request.

After all, this little girl's cooking is really good. He barely rests. If Ruxiang is not there, he must do it by himself to be assured.

At the dining table, Qin Molin looked helplessly at Feng Xingying who swallowed the date, and unhappyly lost her a hot red post:

"You're really busy. Posts have been handed to our Tsutenkaku."

"Woo, is it a challenge again? Just lose it." Feng Xingying said without a word, and the rice grains touched the corners of his lips.

Qin Molin stretched out his knuckled fingers and gently touched Feng Xingying's lips.

With a slightly hot temperature, Feng Xingying's face turned red instantly.

She bowed her head, eating obediently.

Seeing Feng Xingying's impatience, Qin Molin was intrigued, and his fingers ran past Feng Xingying's cheek again. He slapped her long strands of hair back and said shamelessly:

"I know that Yunxiang is good at cooking, and no one else is here to grab you. Eat it slowly, it's all on your face."

"Well." Feng Xingying asked herself not to be ugly, she was just a more efficient person. She didn't like to waste too much time on eating, so she liked the rhythm of sulking and eating fast.

However, it is definitely not gobbling.

She just focused on accelerating. The grain of rice just now was also on sesame claws.

Sesame is reading a post for Feng Xingying, and can't help but exclaim:

"Master, master, someone is taking advantage of you. There is an old court lady who claims to be your aunt, and she said she wants to see you! It is in the palace of the bad prince and the bad south palace Yulian."

The bad prince said naturally that the prince, Yuwen Xilie, of Tianyu Kingdom.

"She is indeed my aunt." Feng Xingying did not look up and continued to concentrate on eating.

It was just her voice that made people listen to another inexplicable sadness.