But before the herbs could be put into the alchemy furnace, the voice of the elves from Miyun Fantasyland began to croak again.

"You little heartless thing, I even said I was going to commit suicide, but you didn't come to see me?"

"What do you want?" Feng Qiyue put down the herbs in her hand and said helplessly.

"Come and see me!" Miyun Fantasy Elf demanded loudly.

"Okay, where are you?" Feng Qiyue was helpless and could only agree to his request.

However, Mo Qianyi looked at Feng Qiyue with great disapproval and said, "Little Phoenix, you are just too spoiled to that little guy, that's why you let him bite your nose like this!"

"Uh!" Feng Qiyue was speechless. What could she do if her own child didn't get used to it?

The next second, Feng Qiyue was teleported to the giant tree where the Miyun Fantasy Spirit was.

When she saw a piece of white silk hanging on a thick branch, and the Miyun Fantasy Elf tightly holding the knotted white silk with both hands, while looking at her with a serious face, Feng Qiyue almost laughed out loud.

This little look is so cute!

Stepping forward, Feng Qiyue involuntarily stretched out her claws to pinch the pink little face of Miyun Fantasy Elf, and praised, "It feels so good!"

"Be serious, woman!" the elf from Miyun Fantasy Land angrily yelled.

"Okay, seriously, now please tell me what the hell are you doing?" Feng Qiyue said with a doting look on her face.

"I'm not up to anything. I want to commit suicide. Can't you tell?" the Miyun Fantasy Elf asked with a frown.

"Then why did you commit suicide? Is there anything you can't think about?" Feng Qiyue coaxed.

"My master, if you don't want me anymore, what's the point of my life?" Miyun Fantasy Elf cried with tears in his eyes, like a pitiful little person whom no one wants.

Feng Qiyue: "..." Is the master talking about her?

"I don't want you anymore." Feng Qiyue sighed and said speechlessly.

"You went to see other elves. You are curious about other elves. I have fallen out of favor. Don't think I don't know!" the Miyun Fantasy Elf couldn't help but roar.

"No! That center of the earth belongs to the Ninth Prince. I just went to say hello." Feng Qiyue explained patiently.

"Really? You didn't lie to me?" Miyun Fantasy Elf asked with some uncertainty.

"Why did I lie to you?" Feng Qiyue said in a black line.

"Then I will believe you for the time being." The elf from the Miyun Fantasy Realm said with satisfaction, then put away the white silk and called to Feng Qiyue, "Let's go, let's go into seclusion to refine elixirs and weapons!"

"Aren't you going to commit suicide?" Feng Qiyue asked deliberately after hearing this.

"When will I commit suicide?" Miyun Fantasy Elf asked, and then said, "I just want to scare you and make you nervous."

"You're cruel!" Feng Qiyue deliberately showed a relieved expression, but she was extremely depressed in her heart.

Is this easy for her?

It's okay, but you still have to act with this little guy?

well!

They are all little ancestors!

But if you don’t pamper me, what else can you do?

Returning to the studio again, Feng Qiyue finally calmed down again and began to retreat into alchemy and weapon refining.

Mo Qianyi was beside her silently accompanying her.

I don't know how long it took, but Mo Qianyi suddenly frowned, as if he sensed something.

At the same time, deep underground in the Cang family's ancestral home, the Cang family's ancestor was also having a conversation with a light group.

However, the light group on the opposite side suddenly became a little unfocused.
Chapter completed!