“Controlling the fire?” The night feathers showed a hint of caution.

What you can do in the School of Refining Pharmacists is only to control the fire!

“Yeah.” Bai Jinyi nodded. “Two months later, the refining competition will be held. The top three refining competitions in the year can choose their own prizes. One of them is a layer of six-class medicine, one bottle of six medicines, one control fire. ""

When I heard these things, the night feather pupils were slightly enlarged, and the status of the fire control was in line with the level of the spirit and the six products.

"In addition to participating in the refining contest, is there any other way to get control of the fire?" asked Yu Yu.

"At the moment, no." Bai Jinyi shook his head gently.

Long Xiaopeng patted the night feathers: "Don't ponder, I will develop a training plan for you. I will come in and practice every night. The two months are almost the same. You can go to the parting after you master the fire control. It’s swaying.”

"Okay." The night feathers showed a bitter bitterness at the corner of his mouth. It seems that he had to take some time to refine the medicine.

The four-product refining pharmacists, if placed outside, may give people a high look. In the college, especially the old people, it is not easy to get the top spot.

"Okay, the time to come in is not short, hurry up and go out." Long Xiaopeng waved at both of them and climbed onto the cold jade bed.

The night feather nodded and left the chaotic space with Bai Jinyi.

As soon as the body sank, the night feathers frowned and wrinkled. Just after coming out, Bai Jinyi was not honest. A pair of arms brought the night feathers into his arms.

There are no outsiders around, and the night feathers are arrogant and let Bai Jinyi hold himself.

Looking at the night feathers, the white brocade arm was slightly forced, and the body of the night feathers fell to the bed.

The simple wooden bed made a slight squeaking sound, and in addition to the slight increase in the gasping of the tent, everything was calm.

Outside the tent, the moonlight is like water, and even if there is no campfire, you can see the surrounding area clearly.

Bud sat on a stone in a daze, with a long knife resting on his hand.

By living in the moonlight, Bud’s figure is a bit bleak. He is a madman, but for more than a decade, he has gone his own way and went into all kinds of dangers, alone, because of the ancestral training, because of the mission on his shoulders.

Bud turned his head and glanced at the tent of the night feathers. The dragon was chubby. It was in the tent. Bard sighed. The wishes of the generations of the dragons and dragons finally came true. Finally, they met the seven-star ginseng. Now!

Looking at the tents of the night feathers, Bud’s eyes were a little stretched. In the end, Bud gave up the thoughts in his heart. Before he arrived in the Dragon Valley, he still didn’t tell the story.

The Qianlong family seems to have passed down the millennium. In fact, it has already begun to split hundreds of years ago.

There are many people in the family who advocate giving up their ancestral training and transferring human and financial resources to the expanding forces. Those who feel that, for an unsolicited ancestral training, to continue their struggle for an almost impossible task, will only let Xiaolong The family continues to decline.

This kind of voice has become higher and higher in the Dragon Valley. It is clear in Bard's mind that if he did not encounter Longye this time, after a few hundred years, the Xiaolong family would completely forgo the ancestral training.

With a sigh of relief, Bud’s eyes are still worried, and the effect of the seven-star Bishen ginseng is well known. Once the dragon returns to the valley, he is afraid that the people in the family will fight their minds.

The moon gradually disappeared into the hill, and a fresh mist opened a new day.

The night feathers in the tent opened beautifully. I almost lie in the arms of Bai Jinyi for a night. The heavy feeling of the chest tells the night feathers. Someone’s claws have not been removed from themselves for half a night!