"besides?"

Lin Qingyu's eyes lit up, she turned around and looked at Junlin with a charming smile.

"Little devil, I find you are getting more and more cute!"

God is getting more and more cute!

Junlin's hand holding the soup pot shook, his face turned a little darker, he turned his head and glanced at Lin Qingyu with a "killing aura" and said:

"This time I plan to refine the Peiyuan Pill to directly improve my strength. I originally wanted to give you two, but now if I think about it carefully, I don't think you need it!"

Lin Qingyu's expression froze instantly, and her smile froze on her face:

"Little devil, you!"

"Hmm?" Junlin raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

"That... little devil, no! No! Good brother!" Lin Qingyu quickly changed her words, a smile appeared on her face, and said in an extremely gentle tone:

"Good brother, you won't be so ruthless, right?"

King Lin re-used the same trick, and the Dragon Emperor's Jue Zhenyuan wrapped his palms and put them on the pot of the soup pot to feel the temperature changes in the soup pot.

Jun Lin was unmoved at all for Lin Qingyu's rare tenderness and said lightly:

"My nickname is 'Juqing'."

Lin Qingyu's charming face froze and her smile froze again, and the urge to go wild in her heart could hardly be suppressed!

Hold on! Hold on! For the sake of the pill and for the strength, I endured it!

While Lin Qingyu kept hinting in her heart, she took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to punch the little ghost in front of her in her heart!

Sure enough, it’s getting more and more cute, all of them are illusions!

How could this little guy be cute?

No matter how much he scolded him, Lin Qingyu quickly changed into a charming smile mixed with a sweet smile, and walked behind Jun Lin in two steps in three steps.

Two slender jade hands gently pressed on Junlin's shoulder and said lightly:

"Good brother, your shoulders are sore or not. Can you let your sister rub them for you?"

The warrior's perception is already keen, and Junlin is wearing a thin T-shirt at this time, which makes it particularly clear with the soft touch from the shoulders.

Lin Qingyu pinched her two jade hands, although she didn't know how to massage her professionally, as a warrior, her control of the strength in her hands was incomparable to ordinary massage therapists!

"Use some more force!"

Jun Lin ordered without looking back. Although his shoulders were not sore at this time, let alone, it was quite pleasant to enjoy the massage!

Especially, this massager is a beautiful woman with a beautiful and beautiful beauty!

When Lin Qingyu heard this, her brows pounded, and her hands were also stiffened, but soon she recovered and the force of the massage on her hands was slightly increased.

"Good brother, what about now? Is the strength appropriate?"

"The force is a little too big, a little bit smaller!" At the angle that Lin Qingyu couldn't see, Jun Lin raised his eyebrows and a trace of curve was slightly curled up.

To be honest, it doesn’t matter if the massage is comfortable or uncomfortable, but this kind of urgency is really cool!

Yes, it's very cool!

Thinking of this, Jun Lin said again:

"Well, the strength is getting smaller again, bigger!"

"The strength is almost the same, click the position down!"

"Tap left!"

"No! No! Go right!"

...

Command orders were issued one after another from Junlin. Junlin swore that this was not his intention, and that he could not help it...

A little addictive...

Behind Junlin, the smile on Lin Qingyu's face had become stiff at this time, and there was a faint expression of evil aura in her beautiful eyes, and there were signs of blackening on her face!

"Okay, let's get on the side!" Jun Lin suddenly changed his previous joke tone and said seriously.

Lin Qingyu stepped back obediently when she heard this. She glanced at the soup pot on Junlin's hand. From Junlin's tone, she had already guessed that Junlin's alchemy had reached an important moment and could not be disturbed.

"You little guy, dare to ask me to serve you for the past half day. You'd better pray that the pills you refined can satisfy me. Otherwise, let's see how I deal with you!" Lin Qingyu stared at Junlin fiercely behind her back, completely forgetting the fact that she could not beat Junlin!

Lin Qingyu had a thought in her mind, but Jun Lin didn't know at this time.

Of course, at this time, Junlin didn't have the intention to figure out Lin Qingyu's thoughts.

What he is busy with now is the refining of Peiyuan Pill!

Speaking of the refining of Peiyuan Dan, there is nothing special about it. After the temperature in the soup pot reaches expectations, the remaining operations are basically the same as before returning to Yuandan!

The only difference is that after refining the properties of the spiritual medicine, the structure of the fusion of the medicinal properties into the elixir is different!

But in the final analysis, they are still similar and belong to the category of brainless refining!

Everything was done step by step and safely. Not long after, the Peiyuan Pill was released, and eight pills were made, one more than Huiyuan Pill.

However, just as the moment when the Peiyuan Pill became a pill and Junlin put away the pill, something happened that Junlin could not have expected.

Alchemy furnace, oh no!

Soup pot!

Blasted!

With a "bang!", the stainless steel soup pot was fried into pieces flying all over the sky.

The emergencies were completely unexpected. Junlin was unpredictable and was very close to the soup pot. He was caught off guard and was broken by flying fragments.

Fortunately, although Junliner did not react, the automatic protection ability of the Dragon Emperor's Art of True Yuan was reflected, and the golden true essence luster appeared on the surface of his skin!

With the strength of the Dragon Emperor's True Essence, it is naturally no problem to resist the explosion fragments of the small soup pot, but unfortunately, the Dragon Emperor's True Essence only covers the surface of Junlin's body and does not cover his clothes as well!

In this way, facing the fragments of the soup pot that were exploded and flew away, like flying knives and arrows, Jun Lin's clothes were tragic!

He was very sympathetic and his pants, dozens of holes appeared in an instant, as if he had turned into a beggar's uniform in an instant!

Lin Qingyu stood far away and was shocked by the sudden explosion of the soup pot, but due to the distance, she still had time to react.

After using internal force to protect his body as soon as possible, Lin Qingyu raised her hand and shot down all the fragments of the soup pot that flew towards her!

After doing all this, Lin Qing looked at the direction of Junlin as soon as possible!

She knew that Junlin was much better than her, but the explosion was so sudden that Junlin was not without injury!

However, when her eyes fell on Junlin and glanced around and confirmed that she was not injured, she burst out with a "pop" and laughed out loud!

"Haha! Little kid, you dress up! Haha! Not bad! Not bad! Why didn't I find that the beggar's clothes are so compatible with you before!"

Lin Qingyu looked at Junlin, covered her stomach and laughed loudly. With this burst of laughter, the previous depression in her heart also dissipated!
Chapter completed!