Feng Xingying also sensed that someone was following, so when Qin Molin pulled her into the space, she didn't resist at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Before entering Qin Molin's space, Feng Xingying was stunned by the dazzling purple spectacle in front of him.

In his space, there were no mountains or trees, only an endless stream of purple irises, large and large, each in full bloom, as if to welcome their king.

At this time, Feng Xingying is their king.

Especially Feng Xingying, who has just awakened the wood spiritual power, in the wood department, she is still only the lowest-level spirit, but under the influence of the divine wood, plus Feng Xingying relies on her own comprehension, the wood spiritual power qualification is also excellent.

It seems that in order to get this iris forest, Qin Molin has really wasted a lot of thought and consumed a lot of spiritual power.

In other words, he should have prepared it a long time ago, these irises did not look like they were created by spiritual power, they should be the products of his planting or transplantation.

He said, "Do you like irises?" On your birthday, I'll take you to see the most beautiful irises in the world.

He did it.

Feng Xingying's heart was inexplicably warm.

Perhaps, she should give each other one more chance.

At this time, looking at the purple irises blooming all over the sky, Feng Xingying felt something again.

It's just that before she could sort out this feeling, the flower in front of her suddenly lost her life.

They suddenly left the branches, flew in the air, but did not fall.

At this time, it was another scene, the purple petals were enchanting, with the fresh life that had just been plucked, performing a flower dance for her.

"Is it good-looking?" Qin Molin's voice carried a hint of domineering publicity. "Do you like it?"

obviously wants to please, but why is he still so domineering.

"I don't like it. Feng Xingying shook his head.

"Women are duplicitous. I know you must love it. Qin Molin hooked the corners of his lips, and his deep eyes fell on those flying irises.

I saw that there was a small mountain-sized Danding in his space out of thin air, and those petals began to scramble into the Ding at this time.

With such a big Ding alchemy, it was the first time Feng Xingying had seen it.

Qin Molin seems to be alchemy, but it is not alchemy.

His movements were extremely fast, and the fire dragon flew out of his fingertips, streaking a terrifying wave of fire across the sky in front of him, and then coiled around the Danding.

The fire dragon is swirling, and the heat wave is soaring into the sky.

The spiritual power of the entire space also changed from the originally thriving wood spiritual power to a monstrous flame.

Feng Xingying even felt that he was in the furnace at the moment.

The firelight, after a circle, quickly faded.

When Feng Xingying came back to his senses, Qin Molin had already handed over a translucent amethyst bottle: Titian with the essence of irises, I hope you like it.

Feng Xingying was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect him to remember.

When the peach blossoms were in full bloom in early spring, Feng Xingying once used the peach blossoms to refine a small bottle of flower oil and sold it at a high price.

At that time, Qin Molin asked her: Why don't you keep it for your own use?

Feng Xingying said: Every woman has her own different hobbies, some people like the delicate peach blossoms, some people like the purity of pear blossoms, and some people like the elegance of vanilla and orchid, and I only love the freedom of irises.

Unexpectedly, he still remembered, and he also remembered the refining method of flower oil.

Compared with alchemy, refining flower oil is much simpler, but Qin Molin's skill is amazing.

Don't look at it as a crystal bottle the size of a small medicine bottle, but in fact, it is a space spirit treasure, which can hold a pool of spring water inside.

Feng Xingying pinched the small jade bottle in his hand, a little distracted.