When the knot in her heart was untied, the corners of Lan Xin's mouth also turned up slightly. The nonchalant smile was hidden by the power of the black soul, and no one noticed it.

Her whole body was devoted to the condensation of her soul, and soon her body was filled with layers of black evil energy.

His eyes were also full of confidence, and he looked at the increasingly solid soul of the flying demon tiger around him, filled with joy.

This is the Flying Demon Tiger!

The inherited soul from the Queen Mother!

This is much more powerful than what Huahun wants, haha, let’s see who dares to mess with her in the future?

As for why she was able to condense the soul of the flying demon tiger even though she had not cultivated much soul power, she also carelessly ignored it!

Lan Xin felt like she was bathing in a warm hot spring, and every pore on her body was bubbling comfortably.

This feeling is simply too wonderful!

Of course, the best things are always moments, and soon the soul condensation process will be over.

When the Yuanhun Altar finally returned to calm, the flying demon tiger Yuanhun behind Lan Xinye also became more and more stable, showing no signs of collapse.

"Haha, Ninth Master Lan is really talented and a genius. At first, Xianguan thought that Ninth Young Master was just condensing the flower soul, but he didn't expect that the soul of the Flying Demon Tiger is your real trump card!"

The fat female officer bowed her fat body and said with a respectful smile. The thin female officer also quickly saluted and congratulated!

Lan Xin also saluted quickly and said: "It's just a fluke. Thank you both for the compliment!"

At this time, her whole body was full of strength, her mood was extremely comfortable, and her overall condition was extremely good.

"Lan Ninth Young Master is too modest. Being able to inherit the inherited soul from your mother and father is your greatest talent. It won't be long before the Ninth Young Master's name will be famous all over the world and you will become the best among your peers." The thin female officer.

Said politely.

"It's just that I was standing in front of the Soul Altar just now, but I condensed the soul of the Flying Demon Tiger. I don't know how I imprisoned the soul. It really caused trouble for you two!" Lan Xin combed the broken hair on her forehead in annoyance.

, said sheepishly.

The fat and thin female officers looked at each other. The fat female officer took a few steps forward and said to Lan Xin: "Since it is a dual soul, the previous confinement method does not apply. Ninth Young Master can go directly to the altar and press his hands on the altar.

, the Soul Altar will imprison your strongest Soul."

Lan Xin understood, and walked to the altar obediently. She looked at the place full of flowers, and suddenly felt that they were not flowers anymore.

She had some doubts in her heart. If it was really a flower, why could it be safe and sound in the mysterious and powerful Yuanhun Altar?

Obviously, the closer you get to the Yuanhun Altar, the thinner you feel the air, until it's completely suffocating.

Even if plants breathe carbon dioxide, if there is no air at all, where is the carbon dioxide left?

So how do these plants survive?

If they are not plants, then why do they exude the fragrance of flowers? For Lan Xin, who is well versed in various floral fragrances, this smell should not be too familiar.

"Young Master Ninth, put your hand on the Yuan Stone floating in the Soul Altar. The Yuan Stone will detect the Yuan Soul you currently have and will automatically imprison it." The thin female official's soft voice made people feel like a spring breeze.

Lan Xin decisively took hold of the black Yuan Stone, feeling cold and cold, and because of the lack of air, her breathing became more and more rapid.

The black primeval stone also emitted a dazzling light, and Lan Xin felt suffocated and uncomfortable, almost unable to hold on anymore.

She couldn't help but half-knelt down on the ground, but she still held on to the black Yuan Stone and stared at the ever-changing black mist above.

The first thing that appeared was a noble and graceful black orchid, exuding a charming floral fragrance.

"This is daddy's orchid soul!"

Although Lan Xin was in extreme pain, she still held on. She tried her best to slow down her breathing, hoping to be more awake.

Thinking of the simple man who loved the guqin despite being illiterate, Lan Xin felt that the softest part of her heart was touched.

She has always known her identity. She has been despised in the academy since she was a child. She knows that her father has raised her alone despite his illness over the years.

After finally returning to the family, my father could finally live the wealthy and comfortable life he had always dreamed of.

As a daughter, she should have been filial to her father. But now, she has to compromise with her father in order to be able to read and write!!!

Thinking of her father who was always as gentle as jade, Lan Xin always felt that the way he looked at her was a little strange, as if it contained some kind of emotion.

She is not a real child!

Having watched so many TV dramas and novels in my previous life, I probably understand how low the status of children born out of concubines is.

Especially in the bone age test, she is slightly older than Lan Suiping.

She didn't believe that her father, who was born into a noble family, wouldn't care. It would be better if she was an ordinary concubine. She was still the eldest daughter of the concubine who was tabooed by all the major families!

When she thought of that simple man with such a temperament, her eyes became moist.

Fortunately, her father also likes noble and quiet orchids, and through this relationship, she can like orchids openly and openly.

In fact, I was thinking about the man who liked to drink flower wine and play the piano.

Thinking about it this way, dad has maintained the unique temperament of an orchid because he has locked incense and practiced the secret technique of heavenly incense since he was a child.

In fact, my father, like most traditional men in this world, prefers to stay at home, talk about love, drink wine, and gossip...

My father also likes orchids, but he is the kind that is gentle and delicate, as noble and elegant as orchids.

It is the fatal extreme of nobility and gentleness, an attitude of not being alarmed, a magnanimous mind...

It’s just that in Lan Xin’s opinion, she prefers her father who is obsessed with music and whose thoughts are always on his face!

A person like my father looks as gentle as jade, but who can guess what he is thinking in his heart!

She just admires such a person, but with him, she is obviously more restrained.

How can it be compared to being free and carefree in front of daddy?

Seeing the beautiful orchid gradually fade away, it seems that there is something alive hidden in the orchid?

It's just that the things inside moved only slightly. I don't know whether the orchid petals are too heavy or the orchid itself is too weak.

Lan Xin couldn't see what was hiding inside the orchid. She looked at it curiously and said, "Is it a bee? Or a butterfly?"

She wanted to struggle to stand up again, push open the petals of the black orchid, and see what was inside, but she found that the soul of a flying little devil tiger with a cold face had appeared on the right.

It's just that this time the soul of the Flying Demon Tiger doesn't have the murderous aura seen in the past. Although it is cold, its eyes are extremely gentle.

Lan Xin saw this scene and finally achieved her wish, letting herself pass out with a satisfied look on her face.

The last thing she saw was the spirit of the flying little devil tiger that was getting closer and closer, smelling the fragrance of orchids, and the unique black orchid.
Chapter completed!