Chapter 1o27 Birthday 2: Gift (Page 1/1)

Feng Xingying also felt someone following her, so when Qin Molin pulled her into the space, she didn't resist at all.

As soon as he entered Qin Molin's space, Feng Xingying was stunned by the dazzling purple scene in front of him.

In his space, there were no mountains or trees at this time, only the endless purple iris, one large area after another, each of which was blooming, as if to welcome their king.

At this time, Fengxingying is their king.

Especially Feng Xingying, who has just awakened the wooden spiritual power, is still the lowest level spiritual person in the wood system, but she is influenced by the divine wood, and Feng Xingying relies on her own understanding, and the wooden spiritual power qualification is also excellent.

It seems that Qin Molin has really lost a lot of his thoughts and consumed a lot of spiritual power to build this iris forest.

In other words, he should have prepared it very early. These iris are not like spiritual power, but should be the product of his planting or transplantation.

He said: Do you like iris? When you are on your birthday, I will take you to see the most beautiful iris in the world.

He did it.

Feng Xingying felt inexplicably warmed.

Perhaps, she should give them one more chance.

At this moment, looking at the purple iris blooming in the sky, Feng Xingying felt something again.

However, before she could sort out this feeling, the flowers in front of her suddenly lost their lives.

They suddenly left the branches and flew in the sky, but did not fall.

At this time, it was another scene. The purple petals were enchanting and colorful, carrying the fresh life that had just been picked, and performed a flower dance for her.

"Does it look good?" Qin Molin's voice was filled with a hint of domineering eloquence. "Do you like it?"

He obviously wanted to please him, but he was still so domineering.

"I don't like it." Feng Xingying shook his head.

"Women are just right and wrong. I know you must like it." Qin Molin curled the corners of his lips, and his deep eyes fell on the iris flying all over the sky.

I saw a small hill-sized alchemy tripod in his space, and the petals began to rush into the tripod.

This is the first time Feng Xingying has seen such a big tripod to refine alchemy.

Qin Molin seemed to be refining alchemy, but it was not refining alchemy.

His movements were extremely fast, and the fire dragon flew out from his fingertips, dripping a ferocious wave of fire in the sky ahead, and then coiled around the alchemy cauldron.

The fire dragon flies, and the heat waves soar into the sky.

The spiritual power feeling in the entire space has also changed from the originally thriving wooden spiritual power to a surging flame.

Feng Xingying even felt that she was in the furnace at this moment.

The flames faded away quickly after a circle of fire.

When Feng Xingying came to her senses, Qin Molin had already handed a translucent amethyst bottle: Titian, with the essence of iris, I hope you like it.

Feng Xingying was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that he still remembered it.

When the peach blossoms were in full bloom in early spring, Feng Xingying once used peach blossoms to extract a small bottle of flower oil and sold it at a high price.

At that time, Qin Molin asked her: Why don’t you keep it for your own use?

Feng Xingying said: Every woman has her own different hobbies. Some people like the beauty of peach blossoms, some people like the purity of peach blossoms, some people like the elegance of vanilla and orchids, and I only love the freedom of iris.

Unexpectedly, he still remembers the method of extracting flower oil.

Compared to alchemy, refining flower oil is much easier, but Qin Molin's work is amazing.

Although it is just a crystal bottle the size of a small medicine bottle, it is actually a space treasure, and it can hold a pool of spring water inside.

Feng Xingying pinched the small jade bottle on her hand, a little distracted.

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