Feng Qiao's heart suddenly added countless touches. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

From the first time she saw Flowing Wind, from the rainy day when she confronted Tie Ge to the death, it was Flowing Wind who was silently helping her, and I don't know how much she had done for her.

Although she keeps saying that she wants to be independent and strong, and she doesn't want to rely on others, it is undeniable that what Liufeng has done has made a strong mark on her past.

She embarked on the martial arts path as if she was far away, and along the way, the support of the flowing wind was also crucial, and at the same time, she was the biggest helper to go on.

The kindness he gave her was the same as Ruoyuan, and it was worth asking her to repay it with a hundredfold and a thousand times her life!

Feng Qiao looked at the handsome and upright back of Liu Fengfeng, and silently made up his mind in his heart.

On the other side, Liufeng had already turned to her with the stone box in his hand. A thick layer of Yuan Force was attached to his hand, which blocked the heat of the fire in the stone box and prevented his skin from being burned.

The box was quietly opened, and Feng Qiao leaned in to look at it curiously, she had heard a lot about the introduction of fire, but she had not personally seen such a spiritual creature generated by heaven and earth, so she was full of curiosity. She reached out to touch the lid of the box, her eyes sank, and she suddenly shouted: "Be careful of burns!" ”

Feng Qiao's hands trembled because of his sudden scream, and accidentally touched the lid of the box, but she didn't expect a domineering scorching heat to rush open the lid of the stone box, and the flames had already rushed towards her!

Before the time of a snap of a finger, the heat in the stone chamber swelled, the skin burned and the hair curled up, emitting a burning smell.

Feng Qiao was taken aback.

Rushing towards her was a beating purple sandalwood flame, similar to the color of crimson, which was a little reddish, but the temperature was extremely high, and the tongue of fire that burst out instantly rose to a foot or two long, and was about to get close to Feng Qiao's face!

Sandalwood flame, high-grade spiritual fire. Its most remarkable feature is its temperature, which is comparable to that of a medium-grade fire, and the heat is enough to melt the rock instantly, which is suitable for smelting ore, and is quite sought after by refiners.

Quite a matter if it had not been specially strengthened, the talisman Yuan Force barrier of the powerhouses of the Micro Realm would not be able to stop its scorching at all.

The scorching heat of the sandalwood flame made Liufeng's face change greatly, and he didn't even have time to thicken a layer of Yuan Force protection on his hand, regardless of the scorching pain of his skin being burned by the heat, he reached out to grab the little beating fire!

However, Feng Qiao was too close to the stone box, and the flames had already stuck to her face!

"Feng Qiao!"

Liufeng was so angry that his eyes cracked, and he watched as the surging flames cut off the line of sight between him and Feng Qiao, and Feng Qiao's face seemed to be engulfed by the flames!

"I'm fine—"

However, in an instant, a dazzling silver-white light appeared, and a sudden disdainful shout interrupted Feng Qiao's blurted out:

"A mere high-grade spirit level sandalwood flame dares to be presumptuous in front of me? Give me it! ”

With that shout, a silvery-white blue-eyed fox suddenly pounced.

It pounced extremely fast, even better than the flowing wind, and almost instantly reached the front of the fire, and opened its mouth with a whimper, and tore off most of the flame tongue of the sandalwood flame in one bite!

It turned out to be a fox made of flames!

The hair on the fox's body is covered with a hazy and blurred silver light, flashing with silver-white soft firelight, ethereal and not dazzling, and the layers are smudged with illusory ghosts, beautiful, but after looking at it for a long time, it vaguely makes people feel like they are in a trance.

There is an illusory silver light circulating on its body, hazy and soft. The figure is slender and handsome, and the sudden action looks extremely vigorous, and the dark light in the depths of a pair of turquoise eyes is fascinating.

The blue-eyed fox formed by the silver flames devoured the tongue of fire in a few bites as if tearing food, and the remaining remnants of the flames retracted into the stone box as if they were afraid. The fox looked at the lack of flames in front of him, and sighed with regret very vividly and flexibly, and then probed his head to put his head into the stone box in Liufeng's hand.

Feng Qiao's eyes changed slightly, and when he saw the arrogant eyes of the flame fox skimming over, he smiled disapprovingly, and with a movement of his fingers, he extinguished the flame of the little Phoenix True Flame.

The Phoenix True Flame that quietly ignited in her palm almost burst out the moment she saw the arrogant eyes of the silver-white flame fox, wanting to compete with it, but under Feng Qiao's anger, she still reluctantly extinguished it.

Flame transformation, this is clearly a characteristic of flames whose essence is above the heavenly level!

What is this silver-white flame fox?

Feng Qiao was shocked in his heart, and the flowing wind had obviously not come back to his senses, he still grabbed the stone box in his hand, and there was a dragon's eye big thing lying inside, like a burnt carbon stone, but it exuded a dark red rosewood color, and there was a trembling light fire around it.

"Uncle!"

A cheerful voice suddenly broke in, Feng Qiao listened to the disdainful voice before, and sure enough, the shadow at the door of the stone room flashed, and a figure rushed in.

It was a slender girl, who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old, with delicate appearance, willow eyebrows, round eyes, and braided teeth. She wore a silver-white dress, and her style was simple and generous.

The girl gripped Flowing Wind's arm with a smile and cried out in a frizzy voice, "Uncle Flowing Wind! ”

"Are you—Liyin'er?"

Liu Feng seemed to come back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly shook his hand to avoid the girl holding his arm, and raised his eyes to look at Feng Qiao: "Feng Qiao, how are you?" Is there any hurt? ”

"I'm fine," Feng Qiao said, she snorted coldly and frowned to pull Liufeng's hand, "It's you, you didn't die just now!" How dare you grab that flame with your bare hands? ”

Liufeng wanted to hide, but Feng Qiao's hand was extremely fast, and he grabbed his wrist with one hand.

His palms were scorched, and there was already a string of blisters, and the wound was shocking.

"I'm afraid you'll be hurt, how precious a girl's face is, where can a man's hand be compared." He withdrew his arm from Feng Qiao's hand disapprovingly, and the white light between his fingers flashed, and he launched the healing technique "Liehua Baimang", which healed the wound in an instant.

Feng Qiao was angry and anxious, but his heart was warmed by the flowing wind: "Why did you forget, where am I afraid-"

"Hey, hey, it's okay to flirt and scold on an occasion, I'm still here!"

The girl who was unanimously ignored by Feng Qiao suddenly opened her mouth and shouted, her eyes swept over Feng Qiao, and she let out a long sigh exaggeratedly, "In broad daylight, in front of everyone's eyes, you two are simply immoral!" ”

The girl's words made Feng Qiao's cheeks fly with a layer of red glow, and she quickly took a step back. Instead, Liu Feng snorted coldly, and said in a stern voice:

"Liyin'er, I haven't asked you how you broke in!"

The girl suddenly laughed dryly, a look of embarrassment appeared on her pretty face, her big apricot eyes were dripping, and she said in a long time: "Uncle, what about me, I just learned a few formation breaking methods with my mother, and it just so happens that your protective array is not powerful, I call you you shouldn't, I'm not in a hurry to find you......"

"Find me, what are you doing?"

The girl smiled, and her apricot eyes were sparkling with agility:

"Uncle, I want the tinder you caught."

The wind swept his sleeves, and his expression was displeased: "No." The tinder is what I want to give to Feng Qiao, what are you asking me for it? (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued.) )