Royal Alchemist

Zhuo Fan has returned to the Solomon Empire, and Qiu Ye originally thought that Yuan Dawei was sad, and planned to comfort him, but Yuan Da looked like a dead tree in spring, his face was radiant, and his steps felt windy when he walked.He was full of energy, and even shouted a little louder.

What happened?Qiu Ye couldn't figure it out, so she ran to ask Feng Qi.

Feng Qi pretended to be deep and said: If love makes people depressed, then it is not true love. True love can turn a coward into a warrior.

Qiu Ye snorted: You are the bravest.

Feng Qi raised the corners of his lips, with an expression of "Of course".

At the same time, Zhuo Fan handed over the results of this month to Safirol for review.

Safirol was very happy, but then asked Zhuo Fan: "What about the refining method of fire?"

Zhuo Fan handed over the information about Tinder again, and when Safirol just showed a happy expression, he rushed to say: "It's useless if we ask for the refining method of Tinder, because only Qiuye can refine Tinder."

"Akiba again..." Safirol pondered for a long time, "Does that mean we only exchanged a bunch of useless formulas?"

"It can indeed be said that, but Qiuye asked me to bring a gift back."

Zhuo Fan motioned to his assistant to bring a storage cabinet one person tall, and when he opened the door, a cold breath came over his face.

Rows of crystal bottles are neatly arranged in the storage cabinet. In each crystal bottle, there is a small fire burning faintly. The fire has no attributes. It is transparent at first glance, but when you look closely, the flames are constantly changing colors. Crystal beautiful.

A total of two hundred fire seeds were given to Safirol by Feng Qi as a reward for Zhuo Fan to study the Dragonman fighter planes for them. It can be said that it is not rich.

Safirol's expression changed subtly several times.

"In addition, Feng Qi asked me to bring a message back."

"what did he say?"

Zhuo Fan respectfully said: "He said that resisting the dragon people is a matter for all human beings, and there is no empire. I hope these fires can bring vitality to the people of the Solomon Empire."

Safirol's amber eyes narrowed slightly, and an imperceptible sneer flashed: "He really knows how to do superficial tricks."

These words have a very high posture, not only raising the Shining Empire to the same height as the Solomon Empire, but even a little condescending, which means that I have brought hope to you, but Safirol has to accept it. On the one hand He does need the fire, and on the other hand, if he refuses something that brings benefits because of a word, it will appear that he is narrow-minded.

So Safirol had to accept this gift, and Safirol had to listen to this sentence.

He endured it, and waited for the aggrieved energy to subside: "Jon."

"Your Majesty." Jon stood up.

"You are in charge of keeping these fires. In conjunction with refining Professor Zhuo's fighter plane, reserve a few bottles to see if you can refine a substitute."

"Yes."

The Shining Empire had a dispute over the S-class fighter left by Zhuo Fan.

Because it is a new type of fighter, and it is S-class, several legion commanders took time to come back and take a look.

No combat department would not be tempted to see the best fighters, not to mention that the legion commanders of the Shining Empire are still young, and their blood is just strong enough to win.

Several people touched the fighter plane fondly, and all had the urge to sit on it and soar into the sky.

"Go away! Don't touch it with your dirty hands! It's all stained with oil!" Yuan Daman ruthlessly drove them away, and vigorously wiped the place they touched with a soft cloth to polish the fighter plane.

Luo Wendao couldn't see his stingy look, so he deliberately said: "Oh, such a good fighter, it must be driven by His Majesty himself."

Yuan Da, who worked hard to clean up the fighter, paused.

Wu Dong responded: "It makes sense. In the future, when you go to the battlefield, your majesty will be able to inspire people's hearts by flying the fighter plane there."

Yuan Da drove them away angrily: "Go away, this is my fighter! No one wants to snatch it from me!"

Fenglin groaned to provoke dissension: "General Yuan, are you fighting for a chance with my brother, the emperor?"

Even Boss Jin came to join in the fun, touching the other leg of the fighter plane: "Tsk tsk, Xiao Zhuo's craftsmanship is really good, I think my Xiaofeng can also pilot it."

Yuan Da casually threw the dirty cloth on Boss Jin's face.

In fact, as long as anyone says "Marshal Ravenor didn't even have an S-class fighter back then", no matter how much Yuan Da likes it, he will never touch it again.But everyone didn't say that at the same time, they just teased it irrelevantly, as if they all agreed that this fighter plane should belong to Yuan Da.

Even though the dragon people overwhelm them, they can still find fun in the tense life and spend every day with a smile. I am afraid that it is for this reason that Feng Qi believes that human beings will win the final victory.Qiu Ye watched them quarrel and felt the breath of life on the fighter plane. Suddenly, she felt blessed and thought of a new idea, so she took action immediately.

As soon as he moved, Feng Qi noticed it. Although he was also watching this group of people making trouble, his eyes still fell on Qiu Ye involuntarily.

Qiu Ye returned to the laboratory vigorously, took out a syringe, and drew a tube of blood from his arm.

"What are you doing?" Feng Qi followed to the laboratory.

"Come." Qiuye took out another syringe and shook it at Fengqi.

"What do you want?" Feng Qi took a step back.

"Come here, I won't hurt you."

Qiu Ye grabbed Fengqi, rolled up his sleeves, and stabbed a needle into his vein, preserving the blood calmly.

Feng Qi clutched his arm: "At least give me a cotton ball to hold it down."

"You're so delicate. Look, I don't need it." Qiu Ye curled her lips, stretched out her arm, and there were no pinholes where the needle was pricked.His current self-healing ability, as long as his arm is not cut off, he can recover quickly, let alone just a small pinhole.

Feng Qi couldn't come back in one breath, and lived two lifetimes, and was scolded by people with various words, and it was the first time he was called squeamish.

He put his arm in front of Qiuye: "Come on, lick it."

Akiba looked sideways.

"Lick it quickly, or it will turn green in a while." Feng Qi deliberately emphasized his tone, sounding full of lust.

Qiu Ye held Feng Qi's arm, and licked the delicate skin inside his elbow with her pale pink tongue.

Feng Qi was satisfied with the wet and greasy feeling.

Just when she was about to stop, Qiuye held onto his hand and clung to his arm with her lips, sucking gently.

Feng Qi's heart skipped a beat, and he looked down at Qiu Ye.

Qiu Ye raised her brows slightly, meeting Shang Fengqi's gaze, an ambiguous aura instantly filled the laboratory.

The warm lips covered the skin, the teeth clicked lightly, and the tip of the tongue slid and licked deftly, provocatively.

Feng Qi's eyes lit up with enthusiasm, but just when he wanted to do something neatly, Qiu Ye let go of his mouth.

"Okay!" Qiuye said in an inviting tone.

alright?What's up?It hasn't started yet!

Feng Qi raised his hand and saw that the pinhole had healed and his skin was intact.It turned out that Qiu Ye was treating his injuries just now, although it seemed a bit overkill.

"Your saliva has healing properties?"

"That's right." Qiu Ye said proudly, "If you get hurt in the future, I'll spit on you a few times."

Feng Qi didn't know whether to be happy or disgusted.

Qiu Ye noticed his subtle expression, and said in a nasty voice, "What are you doing, do you still eat less of my saliva?"

"Could it be possible to prolong your life by eating your saliva?"

Qiu Ye was pleasantly surprised: "Yes, you earned it!"

Feng Qi lost to him.

"Just now when I was eating, I accidentally bit my lip, please help me heal it." As he said, Feng Qi held the back of his neck and covered his lips.

When the tip of his tongue touched and lingered, Qiuye thought to himself, why did he stick his tongue in when his lips were broken?

After finally driving Feng Qi away, Qiu Ye started to work seriously. He took out the blueprint of the fighter plane left by Zhuo Fan and studied it seriously.

Although his research on fighter planes was not deep before, with the talent of dragons and the one-month study with Zhuo Fan, he has made great progress by leaps and bounds.

Zhuo Fan is a human being, even a great alchemist has limited abilities, but Qiu Ye is a dragon, the pioneer of the world.

Maybe he's not powerful enough to create full life, but...

Qiu Ye caressed the blood of him and Feng Qi, devoting herself to work.

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Nearly two months later, one day Feng Qi was in the office, and suddenly felt the blood surging in his chest, he unconsciously looked in the direction of the research institute, and a beam of light piercing the sky and the earth entered his eyes.

Not long ago, he had just seen this strange appearance, and now that the scene reappeared, his heart throbbed for a while.

He pressed his chest and stared into the distance, feeling that the beam of light this time was thicker and brighter than last time, and the vigorous breath of life filled the world.

The second and third beams of light quickly broke through the clouds, illuminating the cumulus clouds in the sky with magnificent colors.

This is not over yet, and immediately after that, two more beams of light rushed into the sky, and the brilliance was so brilliant that it was too beautiful to behold.

When the sixth beam of light appeared, the color of the world changed, and everything in the world was eclipsed by this dazzling light.

Feng Qi vaguely realized something, his eyes suddenly widened.

The six beams of light slowly converged into two, and then merged into one. There seemed to be something vibrating in the huge beam of light, like a beating heart, strong and vigorous.

Then the beam of light was divided into two, and strands of light connected the two beams of light together, echoing each other, and could not be cut off.

Feng Qi dropped his work and immediately rushed to the research institute.

When he came to Qiuye's laboratory, he saw Qiuye lying on the ground in a large font, his eyes closed, and he seemed to be out of strength.

"Qiu Ye?" Feng Qi hugged him in a panic and patted his cheek, "Qiu Ye, wake up, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Qiu Ye opened her eyes a little, and looked at Feng Qi with watery black eyes, "I'm just a little tired all of a sudden."

I have always only seen Qiu Ye jumping around, but have you ever seen him collapse from exhaustion?Feng Qi said angrily: "You don't want to die, what's the big deal to make you work so hard!"

Qiu Ye narrowed her eyes and smiled, raised her hand limply, and pointed forward: "Look."

He rushed in too hastily just now, Feng Qi didn't see anything except Qiu Ye, now looking in the direction of his finger, two fighter planes were impressively lined up in front of his eyes.

One is a golden dragon, the mechanical golden dragon body is golden, the huge wings are folded on both sides, the dragon tail is thick, the dragon claws are sharp, and the dragon head is ferocious.It stands there quietly, majestic and sacred, like the Lord of all things.

The other is a phoenix. Its body is so red that it can hardly be distinguished from its color. Its slender neck is raised high, its sharp beak is bent into a hook, and its gorgeous phoenix tail drags on the ground. Changing and tactful.It is cold and proud, reborn from the ashes, immortal.

shock!Apart from these two words, there is nothing to describe Feng Qi's mood at the moment!

The heart is occupied by unprecedented shocks, as if the soul is going to be sucked away, and I am completely impressed by them.

"This is our fighter?" Feng raised his eyes brightly.

"Do you like it?" Qiu Ye's physical strength gradually recovered, but she still relied on Feng Qi.

"What do you think?" Feng Qi hugged Qiu Ye's shoulder.

A golden dragon appeared behind Qiuye, and ran towards the fighter plane with its big thick legs.

"Aww, my fighter! It's so cool! I like it so much!"

Qiu Ye's Alchemy Beast flicked its tail and got into the fighter plane. The fighter plane came to life in an instant. It fluttered its wings and licked its paws. It was very busy.

A big black and red bird appeared beside Feng Qi.The phoenix, the alchemy beast with a phoenix, the body of the completed phoenix is ​​no less than that of a golden dragon. The crimson bird is surrounded by black flames, with a phoenix crown growing on its head and a long tail behind it. Its streamlined body shakes and falls. The black and red feathers fell to the ground and turned into nothingness.

It flapped its wings and merged with the fighter plane, and the phoenix fighter also gained mobility.It twisted its neck a bit, as if adjusting to its new body.

"It's so beautiful." Phoenix's voice was soft and soothing, and it sounded like singing.

Qiu Ye condensed a long knife, walked up to the golden dragon, swung the long knife, and cut a slit in its leg.

"Aww! What are you doing!" The golden dragon jumped up and down with one leg up, as if it was really in pain.

I saw that the cracks were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was as good as before in a few minutes.

It is actually a metal with self-healing ability!

Feng Qi felt in disbelief at the place where he had cut it, but couldn't find any traces.

If the Dragonman fighter plane is dead, then Akiba's fighter plane is alive!

Qiu Ye walked to the Phoenix's feet, swiped the knife and slashed it, causing a hole in its toe.

The phoenix lowered its head, quietly watching the gap close.

"It's done." Qiu Ye smiled like the sun, turned her head and said to Feng Qi, "Do you want to try?"

Feng Qi looked at Qiu Ye with warm eyes: "Okay."

After a while, many people in the base saw two fighter planes, one dragon and one phoenix, flying across the sky, leaving behind two light shadows, one golden and one black.

Fighter planes contain blood components, so they don't need to be matched, and can be driven directly with mental power.Feng Qi switched several postures, and felt extremely smooth, like a part of his body.

Under the blue sky, they spread their wings and soared freely, and the golden splendor and black-red flame lingered and blended in the wind.They whirled and flew, shuttling through the sea of ​​white clouds, their flapping tails would be separated from each other occasionally, and they were intimate.The sky is a boundless curtain, playing and playing in the sun, the earth is a vast stage, and the mountains and rivers are miniaturized into a scene.

"How is it? Do you think there is anything that needs to be improved?" Akiba asked.

"Very good, great." Feng Qi praised a few times, but suddenly found that he hadn't turned on the communication at all, how could he talk to Qiu Ye?

"Is it direct communication from the spiritual world?" Feng Qi quickly realized.

The fighter fully integrated the alchemy beasts of the two, and the spiritual bond was magnified countless times.

"That's right, you stay in your human form and don't move." As soon as Qiu Ye finished speaking, she leaned towards him, and the two fighters were tightly attached to each other.

It stands to reason that this is a very dangerous move. Generally, there is a safe distance between fighter planes. If you get too close, you may lose control.

But the golden dragon and the phoenix flew together, and there seemed to be no such problem at all.

The next moment, a strange phenomenon occurred, and the two fighters slowly merged into one fighter.Gold and black, gorgeous and noble, full of domineering.

Feng Qi saw that the cabin had doubled in size, and Qiu Ye suddenly fell into it.

The moment he fell in, Qiuye bumped, touched her waist and grinned: "It hurts! I'm not used to it yet, I can't control it well!"

Feng Qi opened his hands, hugged him into his arms, kissed his forehead fiercely, and buried his head in his neck excitedly: "Honey, you are really amazing!"

Qiu Ye twisted around and hooked his shoulders, looking deeply into his sea-like eyes.

"Our fighter." Qiu Ye smiled warmly.

"Yes, our fighter plane!" Feng Qi took his hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, lowered his head, and kissed him affectionately.