1633. Chapter 1633 Forgetting the holidays with ease
It was very joyful, spinning quickly inside the inn, looking as happy as I could.
Feng Qi's hands were very quick. In the blink of an eye, he had already closed all the doors and windows of the inn and set up a barrier outside to isolate them.
Most of the people in Jiaye City are unstable. Naturally, they have seen the world and know that all this happens for a reason. Therefore, even if the doors and windows are closed at this time, the outside is still covered.
Even if there was a barrier, they also set up protection for themselves. They stared at the huge brush flashing with green light and said nothing more.
"Xiaoying, don't make trouble."
Feng Qi's majestic and deep voice sounded, but in this small inn, you could only hear his voice, but you couldn't catch his figure.
"I'm about to become a weapon soul. This is such an exciting and exciting thing. Why do I still have to look resentful? I don't want it! Oh ho!"
And what followed Feng Qi's voice was the girl's delicate and happy voice, carefree and seemingly abandoning all unhappy emotions. Now all that's left is joy.
This appearance is completely different from the Princess Qingliu I saw in the pagoda before. How sad Princess Qingliu was back then, but how cheerful Princess Qingliu is now. It seems that time really heals
Got her?
"Today is the day you will be born soon, so don't mess around."
Feng Qi, however, suppressed some emotions that were either anger or worry, and reminded him later, as if he was very worried about what Princess Qingliu would do on a day like today.
"I won't mess around, no way."
Princess Qingliu said it twice in a row as if to promise, but her actions of stumbling around in the inn and trying to get out were particularly obvious.
Rong Xiyue didn't know about this weapon soul. After all, Hongyan still didn't have a weapon soul, and the wand left by her mother had never been shown to have a weapon soul.
The more Princess Qingliu assured him, the more nervous and worried Feng Qi looked. Even though he was in the inn now, leaving only a black figure moving around, people could feel it.
That worry comes.
Rong Xiyue thought of her ancestors who were always sleeping, and couldn't help but touch the Jiuding refining furnace on her waist. When she really used this Jiuding refining furnace, she rarely used it. Most of them
When the time came, it was used as a sleeping bed for this ancestor. I don’t know whether he is awake or asleep now.
Back then, it must have been thanks to Princess Qingliu that the soul of his ancestor was preserved.
"Huh?"
Just as Feng Qi was chasing after her, Princess Qingliu, who was constantly shuttling back and forth in the inn with Huaying, suddenly stopped and headed towards Rong Xiyue.
The painting transformed into a huge one again. When it rushed over, it was like an iron pillar. It was inserted into the table in front of Rong Xiyue, and the table was directly poked.
Come to the cave.
Then, even when he stood in front of Rong Xiyue, he was nowhere to be seen. He was steady and no longer cheering. Instead, he became somewhat silent.
The tip of the brush, which was originally split due to excitement, was now so supple and drooped that it seemed to contain some confusion, some frustration, and some unknown emotions.
This emotion made Rong Xiyue a little stunned.
Feng Qi arrived in the next second, stretched out his hand to recall the painting, turn it into its original size, and gather it around his waist.
He was not very clear about the relationship between this painting and the remaining soul in the Jiuding refining furnace on Rong Xiyue's waist, but he knew that it must be an unusual relationship, otherwise, it would not be like now.
So, it falls here.
"Xiao Ying!"
Feng Qi's words were a little serious, but also a little distressed. Huaying's emotions at this moment suddenly seemed to explode. He could feel it clearly. He knew clearly what Huaying was feeling in his heart at this moment.
It was a borderline emotion that seemed to have been held in for a long time and was about to explode.
"you……"
But it was unclear whether she was Princess Qingliu or Huaying at this time, but she made a trembling sound. She did not show the shadow of her soul, and was still attached to the artifact of Huaying.
The brush is trembling at this moment.
The Jiuding refining furnace on Rong Xiyue's waist also trembled slightly, and then she heard a sigh belonging to Rong Chimo coming from inside.
The next second, Rong Chimo's figure appeared next to Rong Xiyue.
However, apart from Rong Xiyue and Chi Yao, I am afraid that only Princess Qingliu opposite can see him at this time.
The brush trembled more and more, and the next second, a burst of green smoke came down from the painting, and the remnant soul of the elegant and noble Princess Qingliu, who was still wearing a white dress, appeared in the painting.
Next to the shadow.
The soul aura of Princess Qingliu is much stronger than before. It seems that it has condensed a lot over the years.
Only then can we reach the moment when we are about to transform into a weapon soul.
"You, who are you?"
However, Princess Qingliu bit her lip when she looked at Rong Chimo in front of her, and looked at him with surprised eyes. She seemed to feel that the breath in front of her was very familiar, but no matter what, she couldn't.
I just can't remember it, this feeling is very bad.
Rong Chimo was not surprised, and Rong Xiyue was not surprised either.
Perhaps it was because Princess Qingliu chose to forget that she became as lively and innocent as she is now.
"Same as you, tool soul."
So, Rong Xiyue saw her old ancestor talking nonsense in front of her old lover. He was clearly the real owner of the Nine Cauldron Refining Furnace, but at this time he said he was the soul of the weapon.
As soon as these words came out, the painting suddenly understood, and a happy smile appeared on his face again.
It seemed that he suddenly understood why he felt that the aura of the soul in front of him was familiar. Everyone was a weapon soul, so naturally they had something in common.
"I'm about to transform. My name is Huaying. What's your name?"
"Chi Mo."
Rong Chimo hesitated for a moment, but still said his name. When he looked at the painting, he couldn't tell what he felt.
"There is a weapon soul here that is about to transform!"
Just when everyone was feeling inexplicably sad because of this atmosphere, an arrogant and savage female voice came from outside the inn, with a hint of vigor, and sounded very excited and excited.
The people in Jiaye City are free and unrestrained. In other words, they can also be said to have no rules.