The Goddess's Exclusive Alchemist

As soon as it was touched, Ling Zhengyin quickly withdrew his body, and Fu Qinglang was still immersed in the icy cold touch and couldn't regain his senses.The two old men not far away were concentrating on refining the medicine, but they had no time to pay attention to their situation.

When Fu Qinglang came back to her senses, her cheeks were already flushed. After being surprised by Ling Zhengyin's sudden enthusiasm, she slowly calmed down. It's a pity that the current environment is not suitable, otherwise she would have to do something.

Ling Zhengyin did not regret it, and the boldness just now was not a whim of hers. She could see some of the things Fu Qinglang had done for her, but it would be too far-fetched for the two of them to say thank you. This kind of intimate communication The method is the most suitable.

Seeing the obsession between Demented Medicine Sage and Wan Zun's pills, Fu Qinglang's heart also started to itch. An alchemist who is not tempted by so many materials must not be a good alchemist, but there is a rule that you can't mess with things without people's permission She also understands.After agreeing with Ling Zhengyin, she just found a place and took out the things she put in the Sumeru Ring. What she refined this time was still a fifth-order elixir, which was used by Ling Zhengyin and her own auxiliary cultivation The elixir is almost ready. What she is refining now is a buff elixir that can increase mana or vindictiveness by 20% in a short period of time. Although the effect is good, there will be sequelae - three days of general weakness, After all, there can be no perfect medicine in this world.

Xu Shi smelled the fragrance of the medicine, and the Crazy Medicine Sage stopped his research and turned his eyes to Fu Qinglang. He found the Creation Cauldron at a glance, which was completely different from the utensils used by ordinary alchemists. I didn't find anything weird, but I felt Ling Zhengyin's cold gaze. With Ling Zhengyin's ability, it was easy to spot his movements.The gap between the god level and the holy level is not so big. Even though she has not fully recovered yet, she is still the best in the mainland in terms of spiritual power, let alone an alchemist whose strength is not as good as a cultivator.

He didn't take Ling Zhengyin seriously before, but this time Chi Yaosheng discovered that this little girl should not be underestimated. Just being able to intimidate one's own spiritual power is not something ordinary people can do.He still wanted to explore something, but Ling Zhengyin ignored him, she just didn't want him to disturb Fu Qinglang.

Fu Qinglang was concentrating on throwing the elixir, and the movements in his hands were smooth and graceful. Even the Chiyaosheng and Wan Zun had to admit that it was very pleasing to the eye, but they still paid attention to Fu Qinglang's steps. Their own research is not as good as the guidance of their predecessors, and those who have mastered it come first. , People in their position don't mind being taught by young people.Fu Qinglang chose to refine medicine here because he didn't care about being seen.

Few people know about the existence of profound power, because in the later stage, it can be simulated into the form of battle qi, but experienced people like Chi Yaosheng can still detect a little difference. Flame was both curious and amazed. The temperature and the feeling of being controlled at will was not comparable to the flame used when preparing potions.

After a long time, the corner of Fu Qinglang's mouth curled up in a confident arc, and she opened the Good Fortune Cauldron, and a few mellow pills were lying inside, exuding a fragrance.It's just that before she could take it out, Chiyao Sheng and Wan Zunzhe had already taken one at an extraordinary speed, and she wanted to cry without tears: "Hey, is there anyone who robs it openly like you?"

Venerable Wan blushed and was speechless, but the Crazy Medicine Sacred Way was even better, he squeezed the Gain Pill without blushing and heartbeat, and said earnestly: "I'm here to help you see how to refine it. Did something go wrong in the process?"

"Oh, no need, thank you." Fu Qinglang was laughed at by his words. She stretched out her hand and wanted to snatch back her elixir, but the idiot medicine sage would not let her succeed. The inside pointed: "You can use the medicinal materials below the seventh level as you like, but I want one elixir every time I make it out of the oven, and you have to teach me the specific techniques."

Fu Qinglang thought for a while, and bargained: "Then after I break through, the eighth and ninth ranks will also be used by me."

"Yes." This is a mutually beneficial behavior, and Chi Yaosheng will not refuse. By then, he will collect more materials on his side, and there is no concern about shortage.

"Then it's settled." Fu Qinglang talked with the Crazy Medicine Sage for a while, told him the medicine cauldron and pill fire needed to refine the pill, and then shared some of his own opinions. It's enough for people, but it's not in the scope of her concern as to whether the Chi Yaosheng can find a good pill fire.

After all, the Crazy Medicine Sage is a saint-level figure, so he chose a place that is definitely a place of geomantic omen. The elements here are much richer than other places, and the quality and grade of medicinal materials are much higher. Fu Qinglang is very interested in the things here. She pulled Ling Zhengyin together to collect fresh medicinal materials.Because of the pressure of the demented drug saint, there is no need to worry that there will be too high-level monsters here, they can treat this as a purely leisure trip.

Thinking about the days when the two of them got along, there really wasn't a time when it was too easy. Apart from practicing, they were on the road, which was relatively boring.Such a rare opportunity, Fu Qinglang didn't want to miss it.She released the little melon and let it go out for activities by itself, but she took Ling Zhengyin's hand and walked towards the mountain.

As he walked, Fu Qinglang's heart itched again. He always thought of Ling Zhengyin's shallow kiss before, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at her well-shaped lips, so he caressed Ling Zhengyin's lips wantonly. Come with cool palms.

Ling Zhengyin glanced at her indifferently, but didn't take back her hand. She naturally discovered Fu Qinglang's various little moves, but she didn't know what was in her mind, and she didn't point it out.

In the end, Fu Qinglang couldn't hold back anymore. She stopped and said in a coquettish tone, "Ayin, why did you kiss me just now?"

Do you still need to ask this kind of question?Ling Zhengyin gouged her out and said nothing.

"Ayin, I like you, and you like me too, right?" Fu Qinglang is planning to fight it out this time. It's good that the two of them have been living a normal life like this, but facing her sweetheart every day, she will also have some longing, Longing to be closer to her.

Ling Zhengyin finally discovered Fu Qinglang's boldness. She tried to withdraw her hand, but found that the strength of her hand increased.Seeing that she didn't answer, Fu Qinglang finally made up his mind, as if going to the battlefield, he hugged her soft body fearlessly, and pressed his forehead against her forehead: "Ayin, let me kiss you, okay?"

Ling Zhengyin can face enemies coldly, and strangers coldly, but she has no resistance to Fu Qinglang, especially at this time when Fu Qinglang, who is slightly childish, puts her hand on her back when she wanted to push her away.

The two hugged each other intimately. Fu Qinglang was still a little apprehensive at first, worried that Ling Zhengyin would hate her somewhat domineering behavior, but she didn't feel at ease until she felt her closeness, and kissed her forehead lightly, between her brows, Feeling the feather-like touch left by her trembling eyelashes on his skin, Fu Qinglang moved his throat involuntarily, barely daring to breathe.

Gently brushing away the long hair that fell beside Ling Zhengyin's ear, Fu Qinglang moved his head down, kissed the tip of her pen, and finally kissed the red lips that had only been in close contact once. Fu Qinglang's heart was beating faster and faster, she finally couldn't take it anymore, and tentatively stuck out her tongue to trace the shape of her beautiful lips.

Ling Zhengyin had never experienced this kind of experience before, she endured it passively, and even closed her eyes.When she felt the warm touch on her lips, she subconsciously grabbed Fu Qinglang's back.As if sensing Fu Qinglang's urgency, she opened her mouth slightly, and stuck out her tongue in the same strange way.

The tip of their lips touched, and they parted as soon as they touched each other. They both quickly took it back like a frightened deer, but after tasting this kind of beauty, Fu Qinglang certainly would not give up easily, and she boldly invaded each other's territory again. Straight into the camp, bringing the opponent's general into his own control, the two of them kissed each other, jerky and beautiful.

Fu Qinglang was carrying profound strength, and could persist for a long time without breathing, but Ling Zhengyin couldn't. The weak magician's body fell directly into Fu Qinglang's arms, and Fu Qinglang stopped reluctantly. She was half hugging and half hugging. It was Ling Zhengyin who supported her, and watched her blushing cheeks, no longer the cold and calm in the past, and there seemed to be a beast screaming in her heart, and finally suppressed her desire.

It took a long time for the two to calm down. Fu Qinglang suddenly didn't dare to look Ling Zhengyin in the eyes. All the courage at the beginning disappeared, and Ling Zhengyin also used a cold face to cover up the fluctuations in his heart. When they stood together, they said nothing. Neither said.

"I..." Fu Qinglang finally dared to raise her head secretly. Seeing Ling Zhengyin's expression was in a trance, she regained her composure and said, "Ayin, I love you." It wasn't until she said it that Fu Qinglang realized that the three words seemed like Not as difficult to pour out as imagined.

Only then did Ling Zhengyin recover from the state of letting go. Thanks to her rich experience, she is still very immature when facing emotional matters.Hearing Fu Qinglang's oath-like words at this moment, her flustered mind also calmed down.Recalling the feeling just now, she is not disgusted, and even indulged in it. At this time, it is still very shy to think about it. The calm and self-restraint of the past seems to be forgotten in the corner.

She looked at Fu Qinglang's earnest and pious expression, and showed a trusting smile: "I know." Of course, she would not doubt Fu Qinglang's feelings for her, nor would she question her feelings for her. Here, all intimacy is a matter of course, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

The author has something to say: Damn, I am so shy to write.