Luo Qingyin felt that he still had to tell him the truth: "It has nothing to do with the fire that you can't cook delicious food, the key is cooking." ”

Zi Yunchen chuckled: "You can get different fires, what is cooking?" ”

Luo Qingyin silently did not speak.

Zi Yunchen let her lean into her arms and put the pale smoky gray flower note in front of her: "Which one do you think is suitable for me?" ”

Luo Qingyin focused his attention on the list of different fires.

Since the beginning of her cultivation, her goal has always been Shenhuo.

She didn't know much about the strange fire, and the only news she knew was either from Zi Yunchen or from the ink monkey.

The first place on the list of different fires, the fire of the golden crow.

This is a different fire owned by Hu Lao, so it is naturally not within the range of choices.

Secondly, she knew that only the highest price in Youhei City was the seventh place Qinglian Ghost Fire and the ninth place was the Nether Ghost Fire owned by the ghost clan.

She felt that neither of these were suitable for Zi Yunchen.

After all, fire and man go hand in hand.

Those who are suitable for each other are born together, and those who are not suitable for each other are mutually restrained.

Even if the person who resists himself is forced to adapt, it is difficult to play the best effect, but it is easy to be led by the nose of the other party, which is the case with the night and the poisonous fire of the yin bone.

His gaze swept over the second place and fell on the third place, Luo Qingyin pointed to the flower note and said, "The flame of the burning sky? ”

The Flame of the Burning Sky is the most orthodox Imperial Fire.

In ancient times, it had a great reputation, second only to the fire of the golden crow belonging to the sun, and the fire of all living beings from all the luck of mankind.

Zi Yunchen looked at Luo Qingyin's eyes with interest: "Little kitten, you are really good at picking." ”

Luo Qingyin was stunned: "What do you say?" ”

Zi Yunchen's pure purple eyes were amazingly bright, and he said word by word: "The flame of the burning sky is the imperial fire inherited from ancient times by the Yan clan. ”

Hearing the word "Yan clan", Luo Qingyin's heart jumped, and his hands under the cover of the bathrobe were suddenly clenched.

Lowering her eyelashes, she hid her eyes that would reveal her thoughts, took a deep breath, and asked, "Can you get it?" It's a bit of a waste to use the emperor's fire to cook rice......"

"That's not the point." Zi Yunchen also seemed to be in a trance, and didn't notice her expression, with three points of ridicule at the corners of her lips, and seven points of amazement, "The Flame of the Burning Sky only belongs to the Great Yan God Emperor." ”

This is the perfect time to unearth the secrets of the Great Yan Dynasty!

Luo Qingyin thought in his heart, and he could see Zi Yunchen's face, and he couldn't bear it.

Think of the extinct Phoenix God Clan again......

She froze and asked, "In other words, it is impossible for the Burning Sky Flame to be obtained?" ”

"There are only two possibilities to get it." The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips hooked slightly, and he spit out a sentence: "Either become the Great Yan God Emperor, or kill the Great Yan God Emperor." ”

Luo Qingyin sensitively listened to the message in his words: "Becoming the Great Yan God Emperor is not to Yan bloodline?" Can you go this way? ”

Zi Yunchen nodded: "Yes." ”

Luo Qingyin only felt that a hole had been poked out of his chest again, and he was cold.

She heard it herself.

I heard Zi Yunchen admit that he belonged to the Yan clan and belonged to the Great Yan God Dynasty!

has the opportunity to become the Great Yan God Emperor, he is still a descendant!

Her hands and feet were cold and soft, like boiled noodles.

What should she do?

Imprisoned in his world, what can she do?!

She couldn't hear what Zi Yunchen said later, and even Zi Yunchen took a brocade quilt and put it on her, but she didn't notice it.

She was groggy and clutched the quilt, her consciousness so confused that she didn't even know if she was asleep or awake.

After Zi Yunchen called her many times, but there was no response, she leaned against the wall in silence, watching her curled up, very lonely and lonely, making people feel the urge to hold her in her arms and straighten her back.

Even so, her back is beautiful.

The silver-red bathrobe had a soft and comfortable texture, perfectly contouring the curves of her back.

It's just that Zi Yunchen has completely lost the mood to appreciate beauty.

Everything was fine, why did it suddenly become like this?

Luo Qingyin is very wrong, really very wrong!

Taking her into his arms, Zi Yunchen let her head rest on her chest and frowned slightly.

Since he came back from the capital of Pengguo, he has never known what she is thinking.

Faintly, he felt a wave of trepidation and uneasiness in his heart.

If this continues, sooner or later, Luo Qingyin will completely deviate from the direction he expected.

He might even lose her!

It is necessary to know what the reason for her becoming like this.

However, looking at her fragile appearance, he knew that this was not the best time, so he just quietly accompanied her to sleep.

Early the next morning, Luo Qingyin woke up to the sound of raindrops outside the window.

Rainy weather is best for staying at home in a daze.

Well...... For people like Luo Qingyin who can't go out, the rainy weather will make her feel even more depressed.

After a night of mental precipitation, she was very smart to empty her mind.

Otherwise, before she and Zi Yunchen fought, she was first tormented by her messy thoughts.

Zi Yunchen saw that she was not in a beautiful mood, so it was rare not to toss her, and took her to wash quietly.

He thought that she would not even have the idea of bathing, and was about to soak her feet in front of the creek with her, when Luo Qingyin walked directly into the water.

The cold splash, Luo Qingyin bent down and picked up a handful of water and slapped it on his face, only to feel that the whole person was much more sober.

Then, she plunged her head into the water in Zi Yunchen's surprised and puzzled eyes.

The hands of the two were clasped together, she bent into the water, and Zi Yunchen could only accompany her.

Feeling that something was wrong with her, Zi Yunchen picked her up and said with concern, "What's wrong?" ”

Luo Qingyin flicked the hair on her forehead, a painful look appeared on her face, and the clear water flowed down her face, obviously it was water, but Zi Yunchen somehow felt that it was tears.

Her heart tightened instantly, Zi Yunchen helped her wipe the water from her face, and said worriedly, "Is there something uncomfortable?" ”

Shaking his head slightly, Luo Qingyin pulled the corners of his lips: "It's okay, I just don't feel sober." I'll soak it for a while. ”

Breaking free from the crook of his arm, Luo Qingyin buried his face in the water again.

Zi Yunchen squatted down in the water and said in a low voice, "Is something wrong?" Tell me, I'll help you, okay? ”

He still shook his head.

Zi Yunchen was helpless, so he simply plunged his head into the water and soaked with her.

Looking sideways at him and looking at his nose and nose and heart soaked in the water, Luo Qingyin's mood was heavy and painful, and tears quietly sank into the pool from his eyes.

The more she was with him, the more she couldn't restrain her own feelings.

However, the more she was with him, the more things she unearthed, the more she feared that the worst would happen.

The heart is extremely tormented.

After spending a long time clearing his thoughts, Luo Qingyin stood up from the pool with water droplets, and a slightly pale smile rose at the corner of his lips: "Zi Yunchen, help me dry my hair and clothes?" ”

Mao Dun Literature