Royal Alchemist

The sky was dark and gloomy that night, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and there was no starlight in the ink-splashed sky.

Feng Qi felt irritated in his heart, Qiu Ye's words were like a branch crossing into the lake, piercing his calmness.

He came to the Hall of Heroes again, this time he lingered at the back door of the hall, the iron fence separated him from the garden of the apse, and the evening wind brought the fragrance of flowers.

From his angle, he could just see the situation in the apse. Behind the magnificent glass, the statue of Ravenor stood still.He couldn't explain why he came here in the middle of the night, but he always felt that something was driving him, calling him.

There was a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground, and there was a rustling sound, the sound of someone stepping on the fallen leaves.

Feng Qi looked back vigilantly, a faint yellow light swayed closer, and saw an old man walking slowly with a hunched back, like the night watchman who guarded the cemetery alone in ancient times.

The light flickered on Feng Qi's face, Feng Qi met a pair of falcon-like eyes, he was amazed that such an old man could have a pair of sharp eyes that many young people can't match.But he quickly returned to normal, calm and calm, with a look of inquiry on his calm face.

The old man's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for hundreds of years: "Heir of the dark power, you have finally found this place."

Feng Qi's face suddenly changed, and the surprise on his face could not be concealed.

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Qiu Ye took the next day's shuttle back to her home on Galo Star. Her backpack was full of alchemy ingredients, which seemed like a boarding student returning home with a bag of dirty clothes.

He has been unhappy in his heart, annoyed by Feng Qi's reaction yesterday, he doesn't like his arbitrariness and unreasonable restrictions on himself, but he can't completely ignore his feelings.

After eating with Paxi, Qiuye came to the alchemy laboratory behind the star map with black flame iron and other raw materials.

He took out Fengqi's sword and checked it carefully again.

The weapons used by normal alchemists will not rust because of the protection of alchemy energy, but this sword is rusty and dull, and the energy attached to it is weak and undetectable.

Fingers rubbing lightly on the sword, the more Qiuye looked at the sword, the weirder it became.

The sharp blade of the long sword is very ordinary, it seems to be just an alchemy weapon bought randomly in the market, so Qiu Ye plans to replace it entirely, and recast the sword body with the black flame iron he won.

But the hilt of the long sword is completely different from the blade. It seems to be carved from a whole piece of jade. It is bright and crystal clear, with warm tentacles, and contains extremely powerful and suffocating energy.

Akiba felt that the hilt and the blade were two different things. It seemed that she couldn't find a blade that matched the hilt, so she just made a random splicing of weapons.

No wonder Feng Qi refused to hand over the weapon to General Xie for repair, this is weird for others to see, it is inevitable to study it deeply.

But when he handed the sword to himself, he didn't have too many worries, but deliberately put on a disgusted face, as if it would damage his precious weapon.

Qiu Ye took out the black flame iron and put it aside, then rummaged in the backpack and took out a gem the size of an egg.

The crystal-clear diamond is even more gorgeous under the refraction of light. This is the Stone of Dawn obtained during the resource exploration exercise. It would be a pity to sell it. It will not reflect the value if it is saved. Akiba decided to integrate it into the weapon. Its ability to restore spiritual power The function is superimposed with Fengqi's own devouring attribute, which can exert a more powerful force.

Remove the blade of the sword, put the hilt into the alchemy formation, activate the formation, and the brilliance gradually rises, dazzling like the scorching sun, and the gemstones on the wall bloom with magnificent light, as bright as the rippling rays of the sun, and the two complement each other.Qiu Ye was bathed in this brilliance, and the surging alchemy energy filled his body, his face showed an intoxicated look, and he began to refine with all his heart.

The refinement lasted for nearly a week, and Qiuye hardly left the laboratory except for meals and short sleeps.

After a week, Qiuye was extremely exhausted, because he had to be in a state of excitement during refining, so once the refining was over, he completely collapsed.

Physically tired, but inwardly excited, Qiu Ye lay sprawled on the ground for a while, holding out the long sword from the alchemy circle, her hands trembling uncontrollably.

The sword body is still dark, thick and introverted, as if there is a kind of magic power from the depths of the nether world that can attract people. The water recondenses into a sword.

This is the first real alchemy weapon he has refined. What he holds in his hand is not only a heavy sword, but also a sense of accomplishment.

Qiu Ye almost couldn't wait to show Feng Qi the sword, wanting to see what kind of expression would appear on that indifferent face.

Holding the black long sword fondly, Akiba felt the breath on the sword, and suddenly remembered the feeling of being in front of the statue of the hero Ravenor on the day of the opening ceremony. The two are very similar, especially the sword of the Archangel. The oppressive force surging above is almost the same.

After thinking for a moment, Qiuye gathered energy in her hands and stretched out towards the hilt.

The moment the finger touched it, the palm of the hand seemed to be sucked in, and it firmly grasped the hilt of the sword.

An electric current stung his brain and instantly paralyzed him, but it was not as sharp and painful as last time, and it could even be said to have a warm feeling.

……

Under the ginkgo tree, yellow and green leaves are flying all over the sky. A young boy is leaning against the rough trunk, with a cold handsome face. The mottled sunlight shines on his face, which is exactly the same as the autumn leaves, except that they are blue and purple. .

Another boy came from a distance, with a slightly stronger physique, his wheat-colored skin exuded a sun-like breath, and his face was also a little bruised.

"Here, here you are." He twisted his face and handed a repaired communicator to the boy under the tree.

The young man rolled his eyes and saw that his face was unhappy, and the anger also came up. Young people are always angry: "You are still not convinced, are you?"

"How dare I! You were the one who did it first!" The sunny boy screamed strangely.

"I threw you with a glove, but you dare to throw me with a stinky sock! Is this a heavyweight?"

"I just washed it the day before, okay! Is this your attitude when talking to seniors?"

"Are you still quibbling?"

"Hey! Come again? I really think I'm afraid of you!"

……

A slender figure jumped down from the tall fighter plane, pulling out a perfect arc, his movements were agile and smooth, and the lines of his body were pleasing to the eye.He looked up at his beloved fighter plane, and an intoxicating dimple appeared on the corner of his mouth.

dong dong!

He turned around to look at the source of the sound. Not far away, a tall, muscular man was leaning on a fighter plane with his arms folded. His bronzed skin was full of masculinity, and he was leaning on another fighter plane with his arms folded.

"Hey, there is something wrong with my fighter plane, please help me to see it." He laughed like Apollo, the sun god.

Qiu Xingyao opened the cover of the "problematic" fighter, and a scorched wet rag was randomly stuffed into the metal veins, causing a local short circuit. This is a "problem" that cannot occur under "normal" circumstances.

Picking out the rag with a stick and throwing it on the ground, Qiu Xingyao gave the man a smile.

"Wow, that's amazing! Solve the problem of fighter jets in one second!" Lei Wennuo clapped vigorously, his acting skills were very exaggerated.

Qiu Xingyao turned his head away, the corners of his mouth were pursed at an angle, and the roots of his ears were a little red.

……

In front of the star field sand table, Qiu Xingyao frowned, sometimes meditating, sometimes inputting some values ​​to perform calculations, he put his hands on the sand table for a long time, and the chair slid backwards.

"The situation is very strange, Marshal." His eyes fell on Ravenor.

Ravenor leaned on the command chair, with a faint shadow on his sharp-edged face, he sat silently, his mind wandering too far.

"marshal?"

Ravenor still didn't respond.

Qiu Xingyao raised the volume: "Lei Wennuo!"

"Ah..." Ravenor returned to his senses.

"What are you thinking? I don't feel very good about this expedition."

Ravenor's resolute face softened a little: "I was thinking...my dear, shall we have a baby?"

Qiu Xingyao's eyes suddenly widened: "Be serious, we are fighting a war!"

Ravenor smiled wryly: "I'm serious."

Qiu Xingyao slid back to the sand table, and his voice was a bit cold: "This kind of thing will be discussed after we go back."

"What if...we can't go back?" His voice lowered.

"Then why do we need a child? Don't you think he will be very pitiful?" Qiu Xingyao was annoyed.

"Because some things must be done by someone, and some things must be inherited." Lei Wennuo got up and walked towards Qiu Xingyao, and pressed his broad palm on his shoulder, "Also, you must have confidence in our children. "

……

Qiu Ye suddenly opened his eyes, unable to believe what he saw.

The picture is so clear, as if it was just experienced yesterday.

One is his father, Qiu Xingyao, and the other is the hero marshal, Ravenor.

He picked up the long sword and hugged it in his arms, rushed out of the alchemy laboratory, and went straight to Paxi's room.

No one was there, so Qiuye anxiously walked around the door a few times before rushing out of the house and driving to the Honeycomb Market.

The hourglass hanging at the door of the shop kept flowing, and Qiu Ye slammed into it.

A man wearing a golden mask and a gold silk robe was lying leisurely on the counter. He raised his head when he heard the sound of autumn leaves bumping in, his eyes flashed with surprise, and then he narrowed his eyes: "Oh, My little Qiuye, did you come back to visit me specially?"

Akiba panted heavily, resting her hands on her knees, her white forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

He swallowed hard and straightened up: "Boss Jin, do you know my father?"

"General Qiu Xingyao, the whole empire knows him..."

"No!" Qiu Ye snapped, "You must know him, otherwise you wouldn't have taken me in when I was worthless! You know him, right? My father entrusted you to take care of me, right?"

Boss Jin's eyes flickered, neither denying nor admitting.

"Also! My mother...Mom..." Qiuye choked for a moment, not knowing what to say, "She...he...who is it?"