Yuan Fengqing held the Huanling yarn in her hand, her fingertips unconsciously stroked, and the softness with a burst of cool feeling made her can't help but throw it out, the light yarn blooming with moon-white brilliance was like a spirit swallow flying in the sky above the room, and it seemed to be tireless in a circle, and the light emitted from it was like moonlight illuminating the entire room, making the originally dark and cold space much warmer, and also making her overjoyed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Stretched out his hand to recall the silk yarn, Yuan Fengqing casually tied it around his waist, his palm slightly rubbed the shark beads in the middle of the silk ribbon, the beads about the same size as the pearl were cool to the touch, and the bursts of water spirit breath lingered in the fingertips, and the body and mind were happy, but the fingertips inadvertently touched a button-like thing on the ribbon under the shark beads, and lowered her head in surprise, only to see that the brilliance on the shark beads and the silk yarn suddenly dimmed, just like an ordinary white silk inlaid with a decorative white pearl, which made her stunned.

When her fingertips touched the round button again, the brilliance flowed again, and the reflection was bright again, so that Yuan Fengqing was stunned for a while before she suddenly understood, looking down and taking a closer look, what she had just touched was indeed a diamond-shaped crystal buckle, which seemed to be a control switch, which could cover up the light on the silk yarn and shark beads at any time, so that no one would find out that this was a magic weapon higher than the sixth grade!

Yuan Fengqing became more and more happy, and tried three or four times before confirming that the guess was correct, and the gratitude for the blood painting in his heart was beyond words, and at the same time, he admired his superb alchemy skills to the extreme.

"Since your blooming brilliance is like moonlight, and you have a shark bead soul, why don't you call it a shark moon." She muttered to herself, her fingertips gently pressed the crystal buckle, covering up the light of the silk yarn and the shark beads, and then she looked up and glanced at the room where the blood was painted, and under the dim light, the fog emitted from the cold ice bed filled the room, and then she felt that the temperature was a little unusually cold, and she quickly stopped turning her thoughts and quickly retreated.

When he came out of the courtyard, Yuan Fengqing was still thinking about where the blood painting would go, didn't he not be able to leave the Lord of the Rings space? But after thinking about it for a long time, there was no answer, so I had to put this matter aside for the time being and slowly walked towards the elixir garden in the back mountain.

It was less than half a year before the start of the Xianmen Huiwu, and she needed to refine a lot of pills in case of emergency, not to mention that she also promised Qing Yang to help him refine some Sanpin pills to help him break through to the late stage of foundation building, so she needed a lot of elixirs.

The mountain behind Luoxia Peak is blowing a gust of wind at this moment, and under the dark sky, the elixirs within a radius of ten miles are growing gratifyingly, and they are swaying with the wind, like waves.

Yuan Fengqing saw the elixir he had planted with his own hands from a distance, and his heart was slightly happy like a mother seeing a child, and when she hurried over, she was suddenly stunned.

I saw that between the dark heaven and earth, the blood painting was standing alone in the middle of the medicine garden, looking up at the night sky with his hands behind his back, his long hair and purple robe flying arbitrarily in the wind, as if he was flying out of the sky, but he was surrounded by darkness and yin wind, making people feel like he was like a demon fairy from hell, full of indescribable coldness, which made people dare not approach.

At that moment, Yuan Fengqing's heart was touched for some reason, and he became more and more curious about the origin of the blood painting.

Before, I just thought that this guy was arrogant, arrogant, and withdrawn and difficult to get along with, but the last time I saw his exquisite room, and after being rescued from the brink of life and death by him many times, my impression will inevitably change. But it's only limited to not hating it, Yuan Fengqing reminded herself.

Intuition told him that before the blood painting was imprisoned in the space of the ring, he must not be a small person, and his powerful ability and superb alchemy skills could already explain this, but he was standing alone in the night sky at the moment, surrounded by a cloudy wind, and a hundred medicines were surging around him like waves, which only made people feel that there was a layer of lonely coldness between heaven and earth, which made people's hearts chill.

Because the blood painting was facing away from him, Yuan Fengqing couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see the long ink-like hair and purple robe behind him hunting and flying in the cold wind, lining his tall figure, but he looked lonely, and he didn't know what he was thinking about looking up at the starry sky here alone?

Yuan Fengqing also subconsciously raised his head, looking at the dark and boundless night sky, the space in the magic ring completely followed the idea of the blood painting, this vast world without moon and light, symbolizing the darkness and unhappiness in his heart at the moment?

With some empathetic sighs, Yuan Fengqing did not disturb the blood painting, but quietly withdrew from the Lord of the Rings space.

Yuan Fengqing, who pulled back his thoughts, looked up at the Qiyun Peak that was getting closer and closer in front of him, as well as the Cangyun Hall whose peak was filled with smoke, and asked inexplicably with some nervousness in his heart, "Qingmiao, do you know why Senior Brother in charge came to me?" ”

Qing Miao, who was in a state of confusion, was stunned for a moment before he reacted, suppressed the inexplicable agitation in his heart and turned around and said, "It's nothing important, it's just that Uncle Wei sent a message back to say that in the future, Uncle Wei, you will represent Luo Xiafeng to participate in the discussion of important matters in the sect, and now Master and all your uncles are waiting for you to go and discuss the matter of the Xianmen Martial Arts together." ”

Hearing that it was just a matter of discussion, Yuan Fengqing's heart was slightly relieved, but she realized what had happened, and when she thought that she would have to participate in all the major events in Cangyun Gate in the future, she slipped and almost fell from mid-air.

Fortunately, Qing Miao felt a shake behind her, and hurriedly grabbed her arm to stabilize her figure, looking at Uncle Xiao's sad expression, and said with a smile, "Uncle Xiao don't worry, you don't have to have an idea, Master will respect the opinions of most people in most things, you can just second." ”

Yuan Fengqing smiled bitterly, thinking that what she was worried about was not this, what important occasion did she not participate in in the fairy realm back then? How could he be afraid to participate in the internal meeting of the Cangyun Sect? All she was worried about was that she would be entangled in mundane affairs in the future, and she would no longer be able to concentrate on cultivation and alchemy!