The almighty princess is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 674

In the past, she was just puzzled.

But now, when everything related to Shenhuo seemed very complicated, she had to ask clearly.

"You know that master's fire is the fire of the Golden Crow, right? It ranks first in the list of different fires." Zi Yunchen recalled that period of time, and there was a bit of sadness between his brows and eyes. Before he was poisoned. After he was poisoned, the flames of the Golden Crow returned, and several times he was almost burned into nothingness."

Probably since then, he has gained a new understanding of life, and he also knows that after detoxification, his body can no longer return to its original toughness.

So, he gave up Shenhuo.

The reason why he gave it to her was because she was his savior and an alchemist.

Luo Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately... at least Master will not become an enemy.

After thinking about it, she felt sad again.

She didn't want to try this feeling of being a warlord, this feeling of doubting everyone around her, for the rest of her life.

Suddenly thinking of something, the corners of Luo Qingyin's lips curled into a cold and beautiful arc, she walked two steps faster, stopped in front of him, and smiled like a flower: "Zi Yunchen, do you see how I am different?"

"Huh?" Zi Yunchen's deep and charming eyes narrowed slightly, "Became more lively?"

He didn't think that her vivaciousness on the surface was just to cover up the bitterness in her heart, Zi Yunchen thought that she was simply happy for herself to get three thousand fireworks.

It's really something to be happy about, isn't it?
Luo Qingyin: "..."

Zi Yunchen stared at her beautiful face, her handsome and delicate eyebrows stretched: "It's even more beautiful."

Luo Qingyin: "... guess again."

Zi Yunchen looked her up and down, and finally stopped on her alluring rose lips, wanting...to kiss Fangze again.

Pressing the impulse, a rare look of uncertainty appeared on Ziyunchen's heart-wrenching face: "I can't guess. Where are your petals? Burned?"

"No." After all, it is something that is connected to her soul, as long as she is not dead, it will still be there.

However, after she lost her hair, she could only keep it in her sleeves.

Reaching out and taking out three thousand flowers and shaking them in front of him, Luo Qingyin smiled softly: "Here."

Looking at the sharp brilliance on the tips of the petals of Sanqian Huasha, Zi Yunchen immediately said without any hesitation: "...have you broken through the general?"

A flash of surprise flashed across Luo Qingyin's eyes: "You can really guess right!"

"You told me that the three thousand flower kills vary with your cultivation."

Therefore, even if she used the Three Thousand Flower Killer to cover up her cultivation, he could still guess it.

Ziyunchen pressed close to her ear, his voice was vague and enthusiastic, his hands habitually wrapped around her shoulders and her waist, as if he couldn't hug her enough.

But those words poured down from the top of her head like a basin of cold water, and Luo Qingyin's eyes were filled with chills. In the past, she really trusted him too much.

He knew that three thousand flowers killed him.

He knows monkey wine.

He knows the snow ginseng doll.

He also knows the vest of Lihuabai.

To be exact, he knew her well except for the Three Saints and Three Demon Cauldrons, Phoenix God's True Intent and the Fire of Nirvana he had just obtained.

If he really wanted to do something to her, he would wipe her out in minutes.

What a sad story.

Almost instantly, Zi Yunchen felt her breath fluctuate, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Luo Qingyin raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly.

The smile was not as good as the eyes, and there was a faint coolness.

"I was thinking, you are so familiar with me, it must be easy for you to kill me one day."

"What nonsense!" Zi Yunchen flicked the center of her eyebrows with her slender fingers, her charming eyes locked tightly on her, "No matter what happens, I will never do anything to you. Little cat, why don't you Don't you understand my heart?"

A smile bloomed on the corner of Luo Qingyin's lips: "I understand."

Walking down Shuangquan Mountain, walking away from Yuli, feeling the gradually lessening evil spirit, Luo Qingyin looked around, and found that the desolation had returned to within a hundred miles, and she couldn't help but wonder: "Those who are looking for the earth's surging heart flame all gone?"

Zi Yunchen was also a little surprised, took out the flower note, but found that in the environment full of evil spirits, the flower note was restrained and could not receive any news.

After walking out of the area of ​​the ancient battlefield, the flower paper finally resumed its normal operation. Zi Yunchen glanced at the pink purple and light smoke gray flower paper one after another, and said: "The Earth Swelling Heart Flame was obtained by Gong Danting yesterday morning, and now those people They all went after Gong Danting."

Worried that Luo Qingyin would be in a bad mood when she heard that name, Ziyunchen seemed to comfort her. Before the flower could be uttered, her index finger, which was as cool as jade, was gently pressed to her lips.

The skin on the fingertips was very soft, and her movements were gentle and soft, like rose petals that had just bloomed in the early morning of late autumn.

Zi Yunchen suddenly couldn't say anything.

"No need to say anything." Luo Qingyin withdrew her hand nonchalantly, "I don't want to listen to her now."

Life was hard enough, she didn't want to listen to anything that would affect her mood anymore, otherwise, she couldn't even pretend to be lively and happy.

Because, the more you pretend on the surface, the more painful you are in your heart.

However, even if Gong Danting can affect her mood now, it is limited.

In the Dayan Dynasty, in front of a powerful enemy like Prince Rui Ziyunchen, Gong Danting was nothing more than a clown, even if she could get the strange fire, she would not take it seriously.

Zi Yunchen nodded, and was about to say something, his eyes flicked over the flower paper, his fingertips moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand towards her: "Three thousand flowers kill me."

Luo Qingyin handed over the petals, not knowing why and said, "What do you want?"

"Didn't you use three thousand flower kills to cover up your cultivation? Your name is not on the list of generals. You try to put away its cover-up of your cultivation." Zi Yunchen put the fresh and tender petals back into her suet In the white jade-like palm, "It's not bad on the list of generals in the sky."

Once appearing on the list of generals, all kinds of challenges and fights will follow.

Although she is not afraid of fighting, she is not a fighting enthusiast like Huang Youshuang.

She also wants to return to Xuanfeng Academy in a low-key manner, raise alchemy and array formation to the level of a master, and experience what the eight-element spirit body is all about.

A substitute for the Azure Water Sword has not yet been found, and Sanqian Huasha can obtain more changes after she breaks through the general, and she has not had time to try it yet.

The new school year is here again, and it is still unknown how Hua Qianye will torment them.

How can she have time to fight? !
Frowning slightly, Luo Qingyin said in a bad mood: "It's fine if you create a list of generals to fight for people to fight, there's no need to get me in, right?"

The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips curled slightly, and he jokingly said: "You plan to hide your cultivation until Marquis Wu?"

Luo Qingyin retorted: "Aren't you the same?"

Zi Yunchen scratched her upturned nose, and said with a half-smile, "During that time, I was exhausted to find the nine-grade monkey wine for Master. The poison on Master's body was less dangerous, and I couldn't afford to delay it. Wait." Master's poison was eliminated, but I was promoted to Marquis of Wu."

Luo Qingyin: "..."

But she still didn't understand: "Bai Xiaomen tossed out a list that makes people fight, why didn't anyone object?"

(End of this chapter)