On the way to Yan Zijiao's Farewell Garden, Feng Jiuge couldn't help but think about Fang Cai, she had heard the conversation between Wang Hu and Cuiye early in the morning, but she didn't stop it in time, why was this?

"Jiuge, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Zijiao frowned when she saw Feng Jiuge's beautiful cheeks, this is a boy's garden, how can she wander around here like this?

After listening to Yan Zijiao's voice, Feng Jiu Ge came back to her senses, and when she looked around, no one happened to notice this, so she hurriedly dodged into Yan Zijiao's room.

Although the academy does not explicitly prohibit men and women from visiting the door, it is night after all, and if you are seen, it will inevitably gossip.

"Jiu Ge is so late, is there something wrong with me? Don't you miss me? Yan Zijiao hurriedly poured tea for Feng Jiuge, he has been busy with cultivation and refining research for the past few days, and he hasn't been to her other garden for a long time.

In the dead of night, thoughts would crawl out and torture him, and when he first saw her, he thought he was hallucinating.

"How's my weapon doing?"

Sure enough, because of the weapon, Yan Zijiao was a little disappointed, but after thinking about the recent gains, he was depressed and excitedly took out the works of the recent trial for Feng Jiuge to watch.

"Jiu Ge, see if this is the kind of finished product you want!"

I saw Yan Zijiao take out a box from under the bed, the box opened, and a miniature version of the Grim Reaper's scythe was placed in it.

Seeing that Feng Jiu Ge's eyes were full of interest, Yan Zijiao took out the sickle, and with a slight wave, the sickle, which was originally only arm-long, suddenly stretched, and the handle became taller than Yan Zijiao's figure, with complex patterns engraved on it, and the huge scimitar blade at the top flashed with a cold edge, and the faint cold light was mysterious and dangerous.

"The appearance is quite good, I don't know how strong it is!" Feng Jiu Ge reached out and took the sickle from Yan Zijiao's hand, feeling that the effect had not been achieved.

"It's just a test item, just in time you're here, see if there's anything that needs to be improved!"

Feng Jiu Ge waved it a few times at will and put down the sickle, and after sitting down, he looked at Yan Zijiao and said carefully, "The scythe I want can be said to be the most yin and evil weapon, as soon as the scythe comes out, the lives will be ruined, and you must have the momentum of Shura to ask for your life." ”

After speaking, she glanced at the sickle on the table, "The strength and momentum are still a little short!" ”

Yan Zijiao didn't know, but he didn't expect Feng Jiu Ge to feel it all of a sudden, but the kind of refining weapon she said could only be cast by a Divine Fire Refiner.

And he, who has been cultivating day and night these days, has only just entered the Heavenly Fire Refinery stage.

Seeing Yan Zi arrogantly embarrassed, Feng Jiu Ge knew that he was blaming himself again, and couldn't help but reach out and pat him on the shoulder, "What do you think of my refiner's spiritual power?" ”

After that, Feng Jiu Ge closed his eyes, followed the dark blue spiritual power in his body with inspiration, and then separated and released it with his mind!

Yan Zi was arrogant, his eyes were full of disbelief, the spiritual power that surrounded Jiu Ge's body was as green as blue, pure and unstained with a little impurity, and there was an unpredictable deep connotation in the warmth.

It's not that he is arrogant, the spiritual power on Jiu Ge's body is probably even stronger than his own refiner's spiritual power.

"What the hell is going on?" Feng Jiuge frowned, and couldn't help but kick Yan Zijiao with his toes.

"It's ...... Powerful ......"

"That's good, I'm here tonight to give you these spiritual powers." This is her spiritual power, and she must know what kind of weapon she wants.

"No! Spiritual power is not something that can be given to people casually. Yan Zijiao hurriedly waved his hand again and again, he knew that she had always been bold, but he didn't expect this girl to specifically choose this cloud atlas continent taboo to offend.

Going to the Warcraft Forest is the same, and so is the granting of spiritual power, which is a taboo in the Cloud Atlas Continent!

"I just said okay, otherwise you can rely on your own cultivation, and you can practice well in the Year of the Monkey!"

After Feng Jiuge finished speaking, he walked straight to Yan Zijiao's bed and sat cross-legged, and beckoned to Yan Zijiao, "Come here, hurry up!" ”

Yan Zijiao's face tightened, damn it, the beloved woman was in his bed, this was a fatal temptation, he almost failed to control his legs, but fortunately, he was still sensible, so he quickly shook his head.

"I really don't know what you're worried about, don't worry, I've got the hang of it, and I'll be fine!"

"Have you ever done this to someone else? Something else happened? Yan Zijiao lowered his face, turned around and opened the door, "You leave quickly!" ”

"Yan Zijiao, you-" Feng Jiuge really wanted to take the mallet and slam it on his wooden fish's head.

Originally, the summer night was not long, and he was still delaying, Feng Jiuge was too lazy to rub his mouth with him, his spirit moved at will, and a white spiritual power suddenly radiated from his palm to entangle Yan Zijiao.

Yan Zijiao only felt that 100,000 volts of electricity were running through his body, and when he came back to his senses, he was already sitting cross-legged in front of Feng Jiuge, and when he opened his eyes, he was just facing her beautiful cheeks, but his expression was extremely unfriendly.

"If you mess around and make me mad, I won't forgive you in my life!"

After Feng Jiu Ge finished speaking, he made a preemptive move, covering his hand on Yan Zijiao's big palm, and the spiritual power slowly flowed out of her palm like a hot source, and before closing his eyes, he did not forget to give Yan Zijiao a warning look.

Yan Zijiao didn't dare to slack off, and quickly closed his eyes.

In front of the beauty, he didn't even dare to think nonsense, this was the first time he had received such a gift, and the consequences were unimaginable if he was a little wrong.

Feng Jiu Ge's spiritual power was very pure, like fresh blood, as soon as he entered Yan Zijiao's body, he was wrapped in his turbid spiritual power, and they were entangled and wandered around the body together, fusing together.

He could almost clearly feel the growing power in his body, almost a blowout!

At such a frightening but exciting moment, he had no thoughts at all to think about anything else, and could only passively digest the spiritual power instilled by Jiu Ge until the source slowly weakened and slowly dried up.

Suddenly, a soft object in front of him leaned up, Yan Zijiao quickly stabilized the spiritual power in his body and opened his eyes, only to find that it was Jiu Ge who had fainted.

"Nine Songs, You ......"

Yan Zijiao suddenly became emotional, causing his spiritual power to be disordered, and he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ignoring the spiritual power that was about to explode in his body, Yan Zijiao struggled to help Feng Jiu Ge up, "Jiu Ge, how are you?" Wake up!! ”

"Don't ...... me...... Hurry up and fuse spiritual power, or my hard work will be in vain. Feng Jiuge's voice was as weak as a gossamer.

"No, you're weak, wait until I give you back my spiritual power!" Yan Zijiao said, holding Feng Jiu Ge with his backhand, wanting to transfer the spiritual power in his body to Jiu Ge, but the disparity in their strength was too great, and Yan Zijiao's spiritual power could not enter Jiu Ge's body at all.

If Feng Jiu Ge still had the strength, she would definitely be able to bite him twice, but now, she could only pull Yan Zijiao's cuffs and threaten, "If you live up to my heart, I, Feng Jiu Ge, will look down on you in my life!" ”

After speaking, she no longer had any extra strength, and fainted in Yan Zijiao's arms.