"Hey, father, wasn't I in the Yuanqi Palace? Why did I come back?"

When Lan Xin thought about the fight between her and Shi Bao in the Yuan Qi Palace, and being discovered by law enforcers and imprisoning Yuanhun, Lan Xin felt a little embarrassed and her eyes dodged.

At this moment, she had no choice but to divert her attention, hoping that her father would not blame her.

"The altar in the Wuzhou Yuanqi Hall has not been repaired for a while, which led to this accident. Fortunately, there is a protective formation, so you are safe and sound." Qi Yuanke reached out and touched Lan Xin's forehead, his face becoming increasingly ugly.

"Oh~ So that's it! I thought it had something to do with me!" Lan Xin scratched the back of his head, and then realized that although his mobility was restored, his left arm was surprisingly sore.

Wrinkling her face slightly, she had no choice but to let her left arm hang carefully on the bed without saying anything.

Qi Yuanke noticed the difficulty in moving her left arm with his sharp eyes, and couldn't help but lowered his eyelids and sighed slightly.

"Xin'er, don't think so much. The medical officer said that you have just been imprisoned with the unformed phoenix soul, and you need a good rest." Qi Yuanke pulled the quilt and covered her with a complicated look in his eyes.

Lan Xin nodded and lay down again. She only felt that the sequelae of confining her soul this time were quite serious. Not only was her whole body cold, but her limbs were also a little unresponsive.

Thinking that if she rested for a while, she might recover? She lay down peacefully and looked at Qi Yuanke with a smile on her face.

"Father, haha..."

"Hmm~"

"I think you're quite handsome!"

Lan Xin looked up at Qi Yuanke and felt that this man gave her an inexplicable sense of closeness. Moreover, his facial features were surprisingly soft, and he looked approachable, delicate and beautiful.

"You kid, ha!" Qi Yuanke thought she had something to say. Upon hearing this, he nodded her forehead, "How can a man use the word Jun?"

Lan Xin asked eagerly: "My father, I cannot say that he is a handsome man. What words should I use to describe him?"

"Of course men should be described with words such as beautiful, handsome, virtuous, gentle, and considerate. Women are generally described with handsomeness."

Qi Yuanke carefully tucked in the quilt and patiently smoothed the uneven areas on the bed.

Lan Xin looked at his gentle movements and felt as if she was in another life. In her previous life, her mother was a hard-working housewife who always took good care of her family.

And in this world, it is really incredible that men hold logistical positions.

Even though it has been almost eight years since she came to this world, she still feels that this is a wonderful feeling.

To be honest, during the time she spent with her father, the two of them were not alone for long.

Most of the time, her father went to the academy to teach piano skills, while she spent time in the teacher's dormitory staring at the sky in a daze.

I can't read, and my dormitory is not suitable for practicing sword dancing.

She could only stare at the sky silently, often missing her family in her previous life and the country she had stayed in for nearly thirty years.

"Xin'er, what's wrong? What are you thinking about?" Qi Yuanke asked when he saw that Lan Xin'er seemed to be distracted and didn't look like he was going to sleep.

"Ah, me?" Lan Xin came to her senses after hearing what he said, and quickly replied: "Father, I was stunned. Who made you beautiful, pretty, virtuous, gentle, and considerate, haha...

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"You! You know how to make fun of my father every day, how can I be so good!" Qi Yuanke chuckled, the light in his eyes was bright and picturesque, intellectual and generous.

"Father, how dare my daughter make fun of you? You are really good-looking and a very nice person. I like you very much." Seeing that he didn't believe it, Lan Xin continued, her eyes full of sincerity.

"Okay, I believe you. Xin'er, why don't you give it a try? Can you still condense the soul?" Qi Yuanke suddenly straightened his face and suggested.

"good!"

Of course Lan Xin would not have any objections. After all, it is the easiest way to condense the soul in the Yuanqi Palace.

Once the test of condensing the soul there is successful, you can safely condense your own soul in an outside family.

Lan Xin tried it, recalling the feeling of condensed souls in the Yuanqi Palace. Slowly, a ball of black soul power appeared behind her.

Gradually, a huge flying black tiger soul appeared behind her, its green eyes were bright, cold, but a little dull.

Only then did Lan Xin realize that condensing the power of the soul outside was extremely unsmooth, and the speed was also much slower.

Lan Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and with a thought, the flying black tiger soul disappeared and turned into the black soul power again.

Gradually, it quickly turned into a black orchid, black and shiny, but beautiful.

Although Lan Xin could not see with her eyes, she could clearly see the black orchid behind her when she closed her eyes.

Observing it up close this time, I saw that it didn't look like an orchid. Although it exuded the faint fragrance of an orchid, its petals were thinner.

If you look closely, you can even see the clearly visible veins like thin cicada wings. It doesn't grow as you please like an orchid, but it seems to have been carefully carved by someone.

It was carved one by one into what it is now, such an ingenious and magical thing!

Observing carefully, it seems that there is still something hidden in its petals. Is it really a seven-star ladybug? A butterfly or something like that?

She seems to have heard from a teacher at Lanzhou Academy that people who practice the secret art of Tianxiang are likely to develop friendships with butterflies, bees and other spiritual insects.

But this situation is extremely rare!

"Father, do you think there is a little bee in my flower soul? It seems to be still moving?"

Seeing that the orchid soul had successfully condensed and stabilized, Lan Xin turned around, pointed at it and said to Qi Yuanke.

"Xin'er, what are you talking about? Where are the bees? This is the ordinary magnolia soul." Qi Yuanke looked at the black orchid soul, his eyes were both happy and worried, and his mood was a bit unstable.

"But the petals are still moving? There must be something inside it!" Lan Xin retorted, and poked the black orchid petals.

If you look carefully, you will see that although the petals of the black orchid have bloomed, the inside of the stamens is still not very clear.

The petals were moving and there was no wind, so there must be something hidden inside. Lan Xin thought for sure that maybe she was one of the lucky few who developed friendships with spiritual insects as the teacher mentioned!

Thinking like this, she also had an expectant smile on her face. It seemed that if she pushed it again, the beautiful butterflies inside would fly out.

"How can there be any little bees in there? It's just an illusion caused by the unstable condensation of the soul, causing the power of the soul to collapse. Xin'er, although you are born with the soul, you still need to practice diligently, and you can't slack off!"

Qi Yuanke saw that she kept clicking on the black orchid soul, and suddenly said to her seriously.

Lan Xin could only nod her head and continue to transform the orchid into a pink cherry blossom soul.

It's strange to say that the soul of the orchid and the soul of the flying black tiger are both black, but why is the soul of the cherry blossom pink?

It seems that Shibao’s Golden Retriever Lion King soul is also golden?
Chapter completed!