I opened my eyes in a trance, and what caught my eye was a pair of fiery red eyes. When Lin Zhao realized that the eyes of these eyes had changed, he met Qingling's familiar face with an unfamiliar appearance.

"Brother Zhao...... I want to drink water. Qingling opened her mouth pitifully, and her voice was hoarse.

"Huh! Go pour it now. Lin Zhao hurriedly got up and poured a cup of tea for Qingling, and put it in front of Qingling.

"I still want to eat your boiled tomato egg noodles." After Qingling died once, all she thought about was Lin Zhao's tomato and egg noodles.

When Lin Zhao heard this, his body paused slightly, "Okay, I'll cook it for you right away, you wait." After Lin Zhao finished speaking, he got up and ran.

Looking at Lin Zhao's back, Qingling couldn't help but laugh.

With tears in his eyes, his eyes were as hot as fire, and he felt wet.

When Lin Zhao came back, he was already holding a bowl of fragrant tomato and egg noodles in his hand.

"Is it my favorite instant noodle pastry?" Qingling's favorite food is tomato and egg noodles made from noodles that are afraid of instant noodles. The red and yellow color of eggs and tomatoes gives people a very appetizing feeling.

In addition, the noodles are sprinkled with green green onions, giving people a very appetizing feeling.

"Of course, your favorite." Lin Zhao carried the noodles to Qingling, and helped Qingling up from the bed, letting Qingling lean against the head of the bed, and patiently feeding Qingling noodles to eat.

"Brother Zhao, I almost thought I would never be able to eat your tomato and egg noodles again......" Qingling looked at Lin Zhao while eating the hot noodles.

Qingling, who had palpitations, fell from her aggrieved tears, and looked at Lin Zhao's eyes full of sadness.

"Well, don't be too upset." Lin Zhao looked distressed, and stretched out his hand to carefully wipe Qingling's tears.

Qingling choked up and ate the noodles, and when she was excited, her body was still trembling slightly.

finally finished eating this bowl of noodles with tears in his eyes, and Qingling threw himself into Lin Zhao's arms. I cried out loud, and the cry was all frightened and scared. Lin Zhao was distressed, hugged Qingling, and let her vent.

"Qingling woke up?" The Ninth Elder was alarmed by Qingling's cry, and when he came inside, he saw Qingling hugging Lin Zhao and crying bitterly.

The footsteps stuck in the doorway, revealing a wry smile. He exited the room and closed the door.

"How did I hear my master's voice just now?" Qingling finally stopped her tears, looked at Lin Zhao with a puzzled expression and asked.

"Your master has been here and gone." Lin Zhao replied truthfully.

"Huh?" Qingling was a little embarrassed. "Master hates us girls crying and crying the most, will she blame me, Master?" Qingling hurriedly raised her hand to wipe away her tears, making herself look in good shape.

Seeing Qingling's cowardice, Lin Zhao laughed sullenly.

"What? Funny, huh? Seeing that Lin Zhao actually laughed at himself, Qingling was not very happy.

"It's fine, so-so." Lin Zhao replied in a muffled voice.

Qingling stared at the stars, stretched out her hand and pinched Lin Zhao's ear.

"Say, did you make this happen?" Qingling had already guessed that this thing must have been caused by Lin Zhao.

"I'm sorry wife, but look at what changes have occurred in your body." Lin Zhao was more concerned about what was going on with Qingling's body and whether anything had changed.

"What's changed?" Qingling looked at Lin Zhao puzzled, except that his body temperature seemed to be a little higher than that of ordinary people, there seemed to be no other change.

looked down at his body, and then looked at Lin Zhao in confusion.

Lin Zhao's focus was on the flame-shaped symbol in front of Qingling's forehead.

Stretched out his hand and carefully touched this sign, "This sign didn't have it before, how can I ...... it now" When my fingertips touched this flame, I clearly saw that Qingling's hair burst into flames, and the long hair on one end turned into a flame-like color.

was so frightened that Lin Zhao immediately retracted his hand.

"What are you doing?" Qingling looked at Lin Zhao with a puzzled expression, not understanding what Lin Zhao was frightened by.

Stretched out his hand and touched it in the direction that Lin Zhao was looking. Nothing!

"You ......" Lin Zhao just watched Qingling's hand stroking back and forth in his hair that had turned into a fiery hair, and there was no matter of half a dime, and he didn't even feel a little bit of it.

"What am I? This hair feels a lot softer to the touch. Qingling said as she pulled through a clump of hair and looked at it.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it. I almost didn't jump out of bed.

"What a fire! It's on fire! Qingling exclaimed in panic, but soon, she realized that something was not quite right.

This fire seems to be on the hair, why is my scalp not hot at all?

"Brother Zhao, what am I?" Qingling looked at Lin Zhao with a dull expression.

Lin Zhao was in a hurry, took out a lighter from his pocket and put it in front of Qingling.

turned on the lighter, carefully pulled Qingling's hand, and sprayed the flames from the lighter to the back of Qingling's hand.

Qingling was so frightened that she wanted to retract it, but the moment she was touched by the flames, she had a feeling of surprise and kindness. Even very comfortable and comfortable, like a spring breeze, she herself was frightened by this touch.

Raising her eyes and looking at Lin Zhao incredulously, "Brother Zhao, I'm ......" She is not afraid of fire?

"Phoenix is fire, that's right." Lin Zhao rubbed his chin and retracted the igniter into his pocket.

"Brother Zhao, what do you mean......" Qingling looked at Lin Zhao with some excitement.

Lin Zhao nodded, and Qingling almost jumped up in excitement.

As a result, the excitement was slammed, and Qingling's body disappeared, turning into a small bird with fire all over his body, fluttering his wings, and flying happily.

"I'll ......" Lin Zhao looked at the firebird in front of him, which was about the size of a sparrow, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Brother Zhao! I'm going to transform! Qingling said in surprise.

The corners of Lin Zhao's mouth twitched, even if he transformed, shouldn't he be a phoenix? How could it be a bird?

Is it because Qingling's force value is still too low?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhao felt that it made sense.

Since this King of Ten Thousand Phoenixes is a divine beast second only to the Dragon Emperor, it means that the force value is very high.

Only when Qingling's force value achieves the desired effect can it transform into the appearance of a phoenix.

"You calm yourself down and don't get too excited, it will scare people." Lin Zhao hurriedly said to Qingling.

(End of chapter)