So, Feng Qian Yan hugged the soup cup and went back to the boudoir beautifully. Close the door, lock it, enter the spirit ruins and start tinkering.

Although it is a small half-barrel of milk, the bucket is not large, and it just fills two-thirds of the soup cup. After adding sugar and eggs, Feng Qianyan used his mental power to support the soup cup, and directly lit a cluster of spiritual fire at the bottom of the cup, boiling it over low heat while stirring it with chopsticks.

After a while, the egg-and-milk mixture in the soup cup began to become viscous, and the sweet smell wafted through the spirit ruins.

Xiao Jiu and Yinzi, who were sleeping in the alchemy room, smelled the tempting breath and opened their eyes one after another.

Why did the master run to the ruins to make food?

A few days ago, the dim sum and desserts made by Feng Qianyan, Xiao Jiu and Yinzi followed suitably to eat and drink. That's called a delicacy!

And poor gold can only look dryly. Oh, no, gold has no eyes! and no mouth! So, I can only envy and hate Xiao Jiu and Yinzi!

A bird and a mouse swallowed their saliva, it was so fragrant! But no one dared to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the master. If the owner is furious, he won't have anything to eat!

So, Xiao Jiu gestured with his eyes: You go and take a look!

Yinzi also refused with his eyes: I won't go!

Xiao Jiu: You are small, the master will not find out!

Silver: You're fast!

Xiao Jiu: Hurry up! I've got the final say here!

Silver: No!

Xiao Jiu: Do you want to go?!

......

Just as Xiao Jiu and Yinzi were glaring, Feng Qiyan put away the spiritual fire, put the soup cup into the spirit ring, and left the spirit ruins.

Xiao Jiu and Yinzi looked confused.

Xiao Jiu glared: Let you go, you won't go!

Silver glared back: You won't go!

......

Regarding the silent scene that happened in the alchemy room, Feng Tianyan did not pay attention to it. If you knew that Xiao Jiu and Yinzi staged such a big drama for the things in this soup cup, it is estimated that the wind will be the rhythm of laughing to death.

Since the speed of time in the ruins was only one-third of that of the outside, it didn't really take long.

Feng Qianyan went to the flower hall to wait.

As soon as Xiao Yuchen's figure appeared at the door of the flower hall, Feng Qiyan immediately rushed over like a gust of wind. The probe looked out, closed the door, ran to the sides, and closed the window.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that the wind was behaving abnormally, he just asked himself when he was coming, and he seemed to be very anxious. Xiao Yuchen couldn't help but tighten his eyes.

"Huh?" Feng Tianyan, who was closing the window and turning around, winked innocently, "Nothing happened!"

"That Yan Yan is this-" Xiao Yuchen's eyes fell on the closed doors and windows, meaning: What are you doing with the doors and windows closed on this hot day?

"Oh, you're talking about this!" Feng Qian smiled mysteriously, "Of course you can't be seen by others, it will expose you!" said and pulled Xiao Yuchen to the table, with the soup cup on it.

"Food?"

"Uh-huh!-hmm!" Feng Qian Yan nodded.

Xiao Yuchen couldn't cry or laugh, he ate a cup, as for the doors and windows closed, and he still exposed himself? What did he expose?

"I need to use your ice-based spiritual power. Feng Qian Yan said as he lifted the lid, and the sweet and rich smell immediately wafted out.

"Ice spiritual power, you want to ...... inside" Xiao Yuchen glanced at it, and didn't know how to describe it, so he had to say, "Things are frozen?"

"Clever! a little bit is thorough!" Feng smiled and slapped a sycophant, who let himself have a request for him!

"Hehe!" Xiao Yuchen raised his eyebrows helplessly and nodded, "Okay." The latest chapter of "Hundred Platings" Amazing Phoenix Ming: Supreme Miss Claw Book House is free to read for the first time.