Miss Waste Chai is about to turn over: Concubine Phoenix Summoner

Chapter 146 Flaming Fruit
Mu Dongguo.

There is little aura on Yunfeng Mountain.

Yunfeng Mountain in Ping'an Town is a mountain with very little spiritual energy. Most of the monsters here are red-ranked, and occasionally there are one or two orange-ranked monsters, which can be regarded as rare existences, but the scenery of this mountain is amazing. Very good, full of greenery, singing birds and flowers.

At this moment, Nan Fengqing's jaw was about to drop.

Because, in her eyes, the third prince, who was born noble and talented, actually started a fire on the mountain now. Moreover, the point was not about lighting a fire, but that this evil-looking prince actually threw all the fruits he picked from the tree into the fire.

Then, under Nan Fengqing's surprised eyes, the fruit thrown into the fire jumped in the flames, glowing orange.

Next to the flames, the third prince was dressed in a red dress like blood, dazzling in style.

"Qing'er hasn't seen this before, has he?" Long Zhantian's pair of peach blossom eyes focused on the fruit in the flame, and moved it with a wooden stick from time to time.

"What kind of fruit is this? It can be thrown directly into the fire?" Nan Fengqing opened his eyes wide curiously, staring at the flame without blinking.

"Hehe." Long Zhantian couldn't help laughing when he saw her looking expectantly at the fruit in the flames, a tenderness that he didn't even notice flashed in the peach blossom eyes, and the corners of his lips naturally Shang raised a shallow smile and explained: "At this time, Elder Qi taught me that this kind of fruit is called flame fruit. After burning in the fire, it is very delicious, and Qing'er can taste it in a while."

"Is this fruit unique to Mu Dongguo?" Nan Fengqing watched as the fruit in the flames gradually changed from orange to light green, rolling and jumping happily in the bright flames, with strange colors.

Can this be eaten?

The corners of Nan Fengqing's lips twitched, and the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously.

Long Zhantian noticed the slight change in her expression, smiled helplessly, and patiently put the wooden stick into the fire to poke the green fruit. After a while, the color of the fruit changed again, gradually turning into Purple, slightly transparent, suspended up and down in the flames.

"Okay." Long Zhantian smiled, and stretched his white and slender hands directly into the flames, wanting to reach out and grab the fruit.

Then--

Nan Fengqing quickly grabbed his wrist.

"What's wrong?" Long Zhantian looked puzzled at her actions.

"Oh, it will burn your hands." Nan Fengqing's face quickly turned red.

She was in a hurry just now, and forgot that Long Zhantian had spiritual power, so she shouldn't get hurt if she stretched her hand in. In the end, she tried to stop his dangerous move without even thinking about it.

Sure enough, Long Zhantian was slightly taken aback, his eyes seemed a little puzzled.

Nan Fengqing felt ashamed and lost at home.

"Qing'er" Long Zhantian's voice sounded.

"Uh, I'm sorry." Nan Fengqing realized that he was still holding the prince's wrist tightly, and let go awkwardly.

"It's still Qing'er's thoughtful thinking. This king was in a hurry and forgot to put out the fire first." Unexpectedly, Long Zhantian said something very seriously, and then smiled and said to her: "This king's attributes are Jin, it seems that I have to trouble Qing'er to help put out the fire today." There was a slight smile in his eyes, as soft as peach petals, filled with sincerity.

Nan Fengqing glanced at him in surprise, then lowered his head, gave a soft hum, mobilized the water aura between the heaven and the earth, and prepared to extinguish the flames.

(End of this chapter)