Yesterday, Ye Qinzhu's hand only lasted for half a cup of tea in the flames, and he couldn't help but pull it out, his whole hand was red and swollen, and he was scolded by Master Rao.

Today, there are still a few traces of burns on the girl's hands, but I don't know what elixir was used, and it has faded to the point that it is almost invisible.

Hearing Master Rao's command, Ye Qinzhu stepped forward unhurriedly and put his hand into the flames.

A circle of spiritual power wrapped around the girl's palm, helping her resist the erosion of the flames.

Ye Qinzhu deliberately did not use the reserve spiritual power in the flute, but used the spiritual power existing in himself to deal with it.

The girl's breathing was a little short, but that didn't affect her hands from getting in and out of the flames safely.

After all, it was a project she had practiced all night yesterday.

Otherwise, the scar on this hand would have faded long ago, and there would still be a faint mark?

"Okay!" When Ye Qinzhu read in his heart that ten minutes had passed, he couldn't wait to applaud.

Yang Qingyun stood beside Ye Qinlan and shouted at Ye Qinzhu.

He knew that this Courtyard Master Rao purely wanted to embarrass Ye Qinzhu, so when it was time to cheer, he was duty-bound, and he should also take the initiative to stretch out his hand to Courtyard Master Rao's face.

Ye Qinzhu got off the donkey down the slope, put away his hand, and smiled sweetly at the surprised Rao Yuanshi with his backhand.

"The teacher told the students not to forget, and I also worked hard to cope with the inspection. ”

Rao Hui carefully examined the girl who was half a head shorter than her, and the expression on her face finally changed from surprise to appreciation, she nodded in approval, and waved Ye Qinzhu to return to her place.

The flame of the scorching Ye Qinzhu in the palm flew out, lighting a circle of torches around the arena, and the arena was suddenly brightly lit, and the rolling heat wave was surging.

Ye Qinzhu's fingertips were swirling with flames, and the flames drawn by her spiritual power were like fingerstrings, lingering for a long time.

If a spiritual master wants to defeat someone of higher rank than her, the only way to do so is to borrow strength from heaven and seek heaven for herself.

The people around gathered the flames and dissipated them according to the requirements of Master Rao, only Ye Qinzhu looked at the ordinary flames in his hand and thought thoughtfully.

After being injected with spiritual power, is the flame considered an item or a spirit animal?

When the academy master shouted to stop, Ye Qinzhu had a whim, divided the flame into two balls and wrapped them with spiritual power. One lump is put into the Na Stone, and the other is put into the Beast Stone.

In the end, only one flame was absorbed by the bracelet, and Ye Qinzhu gasped in surprise as he looked at the flames that disappeared in his fingertips.

The flames wrapped in her spiritual power have already been classified as spirit beasts?

To put it to use, is it ...... Can this flame used by the spirit master to temporarily ward off the enemy become a spirit beast that can only be taken from her heart?

The spirit beast turned into flames, coupled with the fire-attribute ostrich, does he have to become a spirit master who controls fire?

After the last person dispersed the flames, Master Rao officially left the class.

The students who come here are scattered as birds and beasts, and in Moqin Academy, they can move freely after completing their homework every day.

There were only fifty students entering Moqin Courtyard each time, and there were only 100 people staying in the hospital, and after they dispersed in a hurry, Ye Qinzhu could no longer see the gathered crowd.

Ye Qinzhu left the arena, found an uninhabited corner everywhere, and waved his hand to summon the flame from the beast stone.

The warm fiery red reflected Ye Qinzhu's wonderful face.

Ye Qinzhu clearly remembered that he was just loading a small flame, but when he took it out again, he found that the fist-sized flame had swelled to the height of a person.

It was not an ordinary flame, a large amount of spiritual power was swimming in the flame, and the flame at this time already had its own spiritual intelligence, and it would escape at any time if it swayed left and right.

Ye Qinzhu just let it stay in the beast stone for a while, how could it make such significant progress?

Is it a mutation, or will the spiritual power enter the spirit stone itself to have such an effect?

Ye Qinzhu clenched the Canghe Seal, tentatively controlling the flame to move.

Her spiritual power flowed out of the bamboo flute, and quickly flowed into the flames through her body, and she just hooked her fingers to summon the flames, and half of her stored spiritual power was consumed.

The tongue of fire licked the tip of the girl's nose, because the isolation of spiritual power could not hurt a single hair of Ye Qinzhu.

Ye Qinzhu flicked his fingers out of thin air, the blazing red dissipated, and the cool breeze blew, as if nothing had happened.

She waved again, pouring the spiritual power of her whole body into the flames, and summoned the flames again.

With a huge spiritual power as the foundation, the center of the flame in front of Ye Qinzhu faintly revealed the shadow of a doll, and the doll looked directly at Ye Qinzhu, and suddenly pounced on her.

It was the spirit of the flame, an unexpected product of the combination of items in nature and spiritual power, and the probability of appearing was one in a thousand, and the spirit master borrowed the highest level from the sky.

It manipulated the flames, making a high-pitched whistling sound in the air. Ye Qinzhu took a step back, dodging his spiritual power, and at the same time, the sword in his left hand pointed at the flame, and the operation mode of his spiritual power in his whole body changed, and he had become a six-star spiritual master in the blink of an eye.

She flipped the Canghe Seal over and released the fire spirit that was suppressed by her five-star spiritual power.

The jet-black square seal broke through the cage of flames, and came into contact with the flame spirit before the girl's long inky hair was ignited.

Canghe seal, the sword points to Canghe, and the seal breaks the world.

Blades of grass were flying, and Ye Qinzhu was suspended in his spiritual power, silently feeling the images that clearly emerged in his mind.

It was because of Ye Qinzhu's spiritual power that the fire spirit was generated, and when she subdued the fire spirit, what appeared in her mind was herself.

said that he was himself, but Ye Qinzhu did not have this memory.

What Ye Qinzhu saw was himself lying on the ground and smirking, he was played around by Ye Qinlan and finally kicked away, he was walking around on a brightly lit day and finally got lost.

It was obviously not her, but she could put herself in her shoes and feel the confused emotions when walking on the street.

She just walked until the river lights came out of the water, until the people by the river, with their hands folded, praying for their deceased loved ones.

All the spiritual power dissipated, and there was no spiritual power left in Ye Qinzhu's bamboo flute, and all the images in her mind dispersed, leaving only the flame spirit that slowly dissipated in front of her.

She gently mobilized her spiritual power, and the flame spirit automatically entered the beast stone.

It seems that although she can manipulate this fire, the spiritual power consumed is too large, and at this rate, the spiritual power she has stored for a long time will be consumed in just five minutes.

Ye Qinzhu had always put qi refining before cultivating the roots, believing that it was more important to improve spiritual value than to replenish spiritual power. And now, Ye Qinzhu deeply reflected on himself and realized that the amount of spiritual power was very important to him.

She was happy at first, and then frustrated to find that she had missed lunch time again and again.

There is a special canteen in Mochin-in, and in addition to this, there is also a small kitchen for skilled spiritual masters.

Ye Qinzhu can be literate and martial, but he doesn't know much about music and cooking skills.

She sneaked into the cafeteria with little hope, and was saddened to find that there was nothing left.

Ye Qinzhu could only walk into the small kitchen head-on, trying to make up for a meal with the dry knowledge in his brain.

I don't want her to just go to the small kitchen and find that the door is locked and not allowed to enter.

Standing at the door, Ye Qinzhu could smell the fragrance of the pastries baked by the people inside the door.

The glutinous rice flour is wrapped in white sugar, and the fragrance wafts out along the water vapor of the steamer, dancing on the tip of Ye Qinzhu's nose.

Ye Qinzhu, who was unattainable to the delicacy, wanted to cry without tears, and couldn't help but touch the beast stone of the ear bell, thinking about the taste of sweet and sour bass.

When Ye Qinzhu made up his mind to starve himself for a morning, and when he turned around and planned to leave, the door of the small kitchen suddenly opened a crack.

Ye Qinzhu jumped up on the spot, jumped to the side in a few steps, and probed his brain to peek at who was playing with the kitchenware.