My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 785

Seeing Murong Jiuqing's gritted teeth and persistence, Ye Beixuan frowned tightly.

He looked at Murong Jiuqing, with a stubborn expression on his face, and his body moved.

But still stopped in place.

A pair of cold eyes stared at her for a moment, and her two big hands were tightly clenched into a ball.

Murong Jiuqing continued to control his spiritual power, and wrapped it up on the colorful silk.

With the consumption of spiritual power, she felt that her consciousness was a little fuzzy, and the spiritual power replenished in her body was exhausted again.

Suddenly, Murong Jiuqing was refreshed, and felt a strange warm current rushing through his dantian.

That warm current is constantly surging in the meridians, flowing through the limbs and bones.

Murong Jiuqing's eyes lit up.

Hastily summoned up all his energy, facing the colorful silk, sketched out the last detail.

"Success."

Suddenly, Murong Jiu smiled, and the corners of his lips curled up excitedly.

As the spirit power in her hand was withdrawn, Huo Bao'er also moved her hands, removing the spirit of fire from her body.

Those violent fire elements, without the support of the flames, immediately extinguished in unison.

Like the tide, they all receded into the pit.

Above the pit, a strong aura hit, lingering over the entire back mountain for a long time, the scene was very miraculous.

"What a strong spiritual power."

Murong Jiuqing looked at the strong spiritual power around him, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

Her first forging was a success!
In the middle of the air, the hazy smoke was mixed with the rich aura, making it difficult to see clearly.

After the smoke cleared, a long dress that was as ethereal as a cloud appeared in front of Murong Jiuqing.

The long dress was as white as clouds, and the corners of the skirt fluttered in the wind. It was very simple yet delicate.

The whole body is tailored to fit well, and the waist is full of grip...

A gust of wind blows, and the clothes are flowing like clouds and flowing water, which is pleasing to the eye.

"Choose a name." Ye Beixuan said.

Murong Jiuqing thought for a while.

"Why not, call it Liuxianshang."

The material of the Liuxian clothes in front of her was soft, and when touched by hand, it was as warm as a cloud.

This long skirt, at first glance, is white in color.

But if you look closely, you will find that it will show different colors depending on the angle of the sun.

Colorful and beautiful... just like the clothes worn by fairies in the nine heavens.

In one word, understated luxury.

Murong Jiuqing held the long skirt in his hands, and narrowed his eyes very satisfied.

"Hey, there seems to be something wrong."

Suddenly, Murong Jiuqing narrowed his eyes and said in a very confused way.

Although this long skirt looks exactly the same as ordinary clothes.

But holding it in your hand, you can obviously feel a spiritual force emanating from it invisible.

"Ye Beixuan, what's going on?"

Murong Jiuqing turned his head, and asked Ye Beixuan very puzzled.

"Xiao Jiuer, congratulations, you have refined a high-grade spiritual weapon."

Behind her, Ye Beixuan stretched his big hand toward her waist.Then his eyes looked at the long dress in front of him, and he opened his mouth to Murong Jiuqing.

"Spiritual weapon? You mean, the long dress in my hand is actually a high-grade spiritual weapon?"

Murong Jiuqing opened his eyes in disbelief, looked at Ye Beixuan and asked.

After seeing the faint smile in his eyes.

The smile on the corners of Murong Jiuqing's lips gradually widened, and the whole face was radiant with surprise.

For the first time she made a weapon, she actually forged a high-grade spiritual weapon?
It's definitely not just luck.

It's luck against the sky!
(End of this chapter)