"Little sister, it's really yours."
When Fenxiang heard Qing Ling's words, she opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Qing Ling in surprise.
"It can't be fake."
Qing Ling raised the corners of her lips, "All my things have recognized the Lord.
My soul is still there, and the effect of recognizing the Lord is still there."
"Does Nazhu still listen to you?"
Qing Ling asked meaningfully.
If Qing Ling could control the bead from a distance, wouldn't it mean that it would have whatever color it wanted it to have?
Is the treasure owned by the owner under her control?
There is no need for Meng Fan to burn it down there.
"I'll give it a try."
Qing Ling also seemed to have discovered something interesting.
He sat down cross-legged and made the secrets with his little hands in front of him, feeling the mysterious fluctuations coming from far away on the moonlit night sky.
As the seals changed, he sighed.
He took a breath and said, "It's too far.
It would be nice if the fluctuations were stronger."
"The Seventeenth Color" On the square, Meng Fan curled his lips.
Under his gaze, the moonlight showed seventeen colors again.
At this time, the remaining one-third of Sikong Changye's elixir fire essence has been almost completely fused by him, and is turning into strands and flowing back into his elixir fire meridians.
It is no longer enough for Yue Yeming to show eighteen colors.
"Forget it, just accept it as soon as you see fit.
This will shock them enough."
Meng Fan shook his sore arm, intending to remove the elixir fire and end the game.
The effect he wanted had been achieved.
But in the attic, Qing Ling raised a mischievous smile.
Just when Meng Fan had just created the seventeenth color, the fluctuations on Yue Yeming became clearer and more stable, allowing her to instantly establish a connection with Yue Yeming.
"Meng Fan, if you want to play, I'll help you play with those idiots."
He raised his eyebrows, Qing Ling turned over his little hand, and a ball of pill fire the size of a candle flame condensed in front of him, floating freely.
It exudes a touch of strange colors, "The moon is bright at night, eighteen colors appear" Before he could finish his words, Yue Yeming, floating above Meng Fan's palm, suddenly let out a high-pitched scream as if he was extremely excited, and suddenly took on the eighteenth color.
This scene made Meng Fan dumbfounded and he couldn't help mumbling.
He said: "What a strange situation" "This is" Fan Guyi and Bai Shanyue were also dumbfounded, wondering what the mystery was inside.
Not to mention the crowd of people watching, including the five or six elders, were all stunned, speechless and unable to say a word.
This change also made Meng Fan miserable, so he had to start pretending to use the elixir fire again.
I plan to wait until the light of the moonlit night has dissipated and returned to normal before putting it away.
"Eighteen colors is the limit of the moonlight that I know."
The Lord of Qiandeng City was also confused and stared, "This is definitely not normal."
And something even weirder is yet to come.
Qing Ling waved her little hand again, and the candle-like elixir fire floating in front of her once again showed a color.
Correspondingly, the moonlight on Meng Fan's palm also changed color, and it didn't take time at all.
Brewing.
"Nineteenth color"
This moment shocked everyone, especially the Lord of Qiandeng City.
In his understanding, there are only eighteen colors in the Moonlight Night.
How could there be nineteen colors?
"It's broken, it's indeed damaged."
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The Lord of Qiandeng City thought so, but what happened next made even him, who was extremely skilled in nourishing qi, look surprised.
"As expected, it belongs to Miss Qing Ling."
Fenxiang looked outside and then at the small cluster of pill fire in front of Qing Ling, her expression curious and surprised, "How many other colors can it change?"
At this moment, Fenxiang finally understood what Qing Ling said just now, saying that when she couldn't sleep, she threw out a ball of pill fire, and all seven stars shone, which was very beautiful.
It's indeed beautiful "There are too many."
Qing Ling smiled mischievously, "I'll show it to you."
Immediately, Qing Ling stretched out her jade finger and lit the small cluster of pill fire.
The cluster of pill fire actually showed two colors at the same time.
Then she lit three, four, and seven colors.
This is not over yet.
After a while, countless colors are mixed together and start to rotate colorfully.
At the same time, the moonlight floating above Meng Fan's palm also showed the same scene, like the neon lights in the secular world, and like the extravagantly shining revolving stage lights in the bar.
In the huge square, the onlookers were suddenly enveloped in the gorgeous and changing light, their faces were reflected in strange lights, and the atmosphere was like a carnival.
Qian Deng was dumbfounded, Fan Guyi and Bai Shanyue were stunned.
The onlookers were stunned, as if they were in an illusion.
We agreed it would be eight colors How did it end up like this?
Is there a dance?
On this day, there was a brilliant light that enveloped the Ziyang Palace.
It was brilliant and beautiful.
Passers-by stopped on the street and looked at this magnificent scene.
They kept praising that the establishment of the Ziyang Palace was really in accordance with the will of heaven.
Don’t you see, the visions of heaven and earth are changing frequently?
"The little deputy palace master triggered the treasure induction" "Being the deputy palace master of Ziyang Palace is what I deserve."
In the square, the onlookers were breathing heavily and looking at Meng Fan with fanatical eyes, which made Meng Fan couldn't help but have the illusion that the gang of gentlemen from the Tiger and Phoenix Palace were present.
"Miss Qingling, they are all stunned."
Fenxiang covered her mouth and snickered, with a proud look on her face.
Qing Ling said to Fenxiang with some reminiscence: "This is just one.
If there were seven, the scene would be much more beautiful than this."
"Oh oh" Qing Ling nodded hurriedly, agreeing very much, imagining that if there were seven pieces, the entire Ziyang Palace would be filled with brilliant lights, like a palace in the sky.
"Okay, no more playing."
Qing Ling was not interested.
She had played this trick countless times in her boudoir.
Then, she reached out and held the small cluster of pill fire, squeezed it hard, and said, "Qian Old Man Deng just brought the things, but I can actually give the things to Meng Fan."
After saying that, the small cluster of pill fire in Qing Ling's hand suddenly collapsed and turned into little stars.
Qing Ling closed her eyes tightly and waved her hand in the starlight: "Let's break up.
Go and recognize your new master."
As soon as she finished speaking, her soul trembled, as if something was missing in her heart.
And the starlight dispersed immediately.
"Bang" And Yue Yeming, who was held up high by Meng Fan, suddenly converged all the brilliance, made a cry-like sound, flew around for a distance towards the attic, hovered in mid-air, and then turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Meng Fan.
Fan "Recognize the Lord" Meng Fan, who was no stranger to recognizing his master, instantly felt a spiritual connection between himself and Yue Yeming.
He gently raised his hand, and Yue Yeming fell into his palm obediently, moving as gently as a little girl.
"snort" Just as everyone was looking at this scene in surprise, a cold snort came from the breath of the Lord of Qiandeng City.
His sleeves and robes shook, and his figure spread out like a roc, and quickly flew towards the attic where Qing Ling was. s: Okay, the third update has been posted.
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