The First Saint of Alchemy

The red-dressed woman has three-dimensional facial features, a face as delicate as a jade carving, and clear and peaceful eyes, as if nothing in the world can shake her tranquility. Her plump red lips add a touch of charm.

This woman is the owner of the Moon Temple, the fairy Mengyao, whom countless men in Beiling dream of meeting!

Such a high-ranking fairy has always been rude to men and kept them at a distance, but what is incredible is that she favors this playboy from the Fengyun clan.

What is the reason? It has become a hotly discussed mystery in the entire Beiling.

"Mengyao, this is a hairpin I collected a few days ago. The gem on the hairpin is black dragon jade, which has a good maintenance effect on hair. I'll put it on you!" Feng Chenye suddenly opened a wooden box and took out a hairpin.

Mengyao looked at the hairpin, which was indeed very beautiful. She did not hesitate to refuse it, but bent down slightly and said calmly, "Thank you, Mr. Feng."

Feng Chenye hurriedly put it on Mengyao and praised, "The hairpin looks even more beautiful on your head."

Mengyao's lips curled slightly, "Mr. Feng picked it well, but you don't have to spend so much money in the future. Mengyao feels ashamed to accept it."

"They are all external things, you and I don't have to mind them." Feng Chenye said seriously.

Mengyao looked at Feng Chenye deeply. It seems that reading is indeed useful. This guy's words and deeds have indeed improved a lot compared to before.

A year ago, I also disdained this guy.

But I don't know what kind of opportunity this kid encountered when he got the anti-aging pill. His face began to hide great luck, and even the flowing luck carried the power of Wenquxing. It seemed that he was destined to be with her. This is why she treated Feng Chenye differently.

It's a pity that this guy has shown his talent twice, but there has been no new work that suits her taste. I don't know when this guy's literary style will be truly revealed.

"I heard that Mr. Feng has been reading a lot of books recently. Is there any new work?" Meng Yao asked tentatively.

Feng Chenye is no longer Wuxia Amon. Although he has a sentence from Tang Yan, he also knows that this is not the best time to show it. He shook his head and said, "The article is natural, and I don't have any ideas for the time being. But the family went to the Linghuangjie Academy to ask for some classics this time. After I study, I may find some inspiration."

Academy... Meng Yao's eyes showed a complicated look, but she didn't say much. She nodded and said, "I wish Mr. Feng can write a masterpiece soon."

"Yeah!" Feng Chenye nodded.

The breeze blew by the lake, lifting the hair and clothes of the two people. From a distance, there was a harmonious charm of a talented man and a beautiful woman.

But in fact, Feng Chenye was extremely anxious.

Meng Yao was light and didn't say much, and the atmosphere was somewhat dull.

Just as he was anxious, he suddenly saw two dogs chasing and playing in the distance. His eyes lit up and he asked, "Do you know how to distinguish wolves and dogs in the wild?"

"Wolf tails hang down, while dog tails are curved. Wolf ears stand up, while dog ears hang down. The howling of wolves and barking of dogs are also different, so it is not difficult to distinguish them." Meng Yao replied.

Feng Chenye shook his head: "No, for example, the sixth-level spirit beast Cang Yue Wolf has a similar shape to a dog, and it is extremely difficult to distinguish them without listening to the sound."

Meng Yao became interested and asked curiously: "Young Master, do you have a better way to distinguish them?"

"If you can't tell whether it is a wolf or a dog in the wild, you can take off your pants and poop. If it comes to eat poop, it is a dog, and if it bites your butt, it is a wolf!" Feng Chenye laughed after explaining, and praised his own humor!

Meng Yao's breath was choked, and she wanted to pinch her philtrum. How could this thing hide the aura of destiny?

Did my aura-reading technique make a mistake? It shouldn't be!

"Isn't it funny?" Feng Chenye laughed for a while, and suddenly felt that the beauty next to him was cold, so he couldn't help asking.

"As long as you are happy, young master." Meng Yao looked up at the sky speechlessly, and simply changed the subject: "Zhetian Valley has undergone a dramatic change. Has Young Master Feng heard about this?"

"I didn't notice it. What dramatic changes?" Feng Chenye was a little confused.

"A gang called Wen Ding, for some reason, colliding with Zhetian Valley, two members were hung at the mountain gate for public display, and the leader of Wen Ding went to Zhetian Valley to ask for an explanation... Hey, Young Master Feng, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Feng Chenye's face suddenly change, Meng Yao asked in confusion.

"Then what happened?" Feng Chenye asked anxiously.

"The leader of the Huang clan, Huang Tianzong, the first elder, and the second elder all died, and the leader of Wen Ding was unharmed and was rescued.

No one knows the specific details, but with one person's strength, he suppressed the entire Huang clan. There has been only one person in tens of thousands of years!

I don't know what kind of genius he is, but he has such divine power. I have to admire him when I have the chance." Meng Yao's face was full of admiration.

Feng Chenye was relieved when he heard this.

I thought his brother was going to die!

I'm glad he's fine, otherwise his road to picking up girls would really be over.

"How difficult is this? Tang Yan, the leader of Wen Ding Gang, is my brother. He should call me Brother Feng when he sees me! If you want to meet, I'll bring him with me next time." Feng Chenye said proudly.

Meng Yao looked at Feng Chenye and found that he didn't seem to be lying. She asked in surprise: "How do you know Tang Yan?"

"At that time, Mr. Tang was in urgent need of Shuanghe Fruit. My Fengyun clan happened to have it. I went against everyone's opinion and gave him Shuanghe Fruit. That's how we got to know each other." Feng Chenye explained half true and half false.

"So you two have such a fate, but there's no need to introduce each other deliberately. We'll talk about it when the time comes.

Wen Ding has become famous recently, and Mr. Tang's name has gradually stepped onto the stage of Beiling.

Mr. Feng is very talented. Have you ever thought about building great achievements like Mr. Tang?" Meng Yao asked with a burning gaze.

Feng Chenye sneered: "Brother Tang has his own lofty ambitions, but I just want to be friends with books and be with you, with morning bells and evening drums, three meals a day and four seasons, this life is enough."

Feeling Feng Chenye's free and easy and transparent, Mengyao was slightly startled. This guy's realm was high and low, making people unpredictable.

"Does Mr. Feng really like me?" Mengyao suddenly asked.

Feng Chenye said seriously: "Heaven and earth can witness it!"

Mengyao advised: "Mr. Feng is the eldest son of the Fengyun clan. What kind of girl can't he get?

I may not be suitable for you, why waste time here?"

Feng Chenye was ecstatic.

Here it comes, the opportunity is finally here!

I'm going to open the big one!

Hey, what did Tang Yan say? Damn, why did I forget it at the critical moment!

Seeing that time was dragging on for too long, Feng Chenye was anxious, and suddenly a thought came to his mind, and he said loudly: "No matter how many rivers there are, I will only have sex with you!"

Mengyao was stunned, and then she felt extremely ashamed!

You are only having sex with me?

Lecher! There is no cure!

In a rage, Mengyao kicked.

As soon as Feng Chenye finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. When he realized that he was wrong, he found that it was too late. His body had already flown high. He even saw his reflection on the water.

Plop!

Water splashed everywhere, scaring away countless fish.

Looking at Mengyao who was angry and went away, Feng Chenye shouted loudly: "Fairy Mengyao, no matter how many rivers there are, I will only take a scoop of water!"

Mengyao heard the voice coming from behind, and her heart trembled suddenly.

Three thousand rivers, only take a scoop of water... This passionate and sincere feeling moved her.

This was the third time in her life that she was moved by a man.

The first two times were also him~

Countless literary auras that are difficult for outsiders to detect appeared in this world. Mengyao took a deep breath and put away all these literary auras.

"Mr. Feng, go back and rest early, come again next time!"

Feng Chenye in the water couldn't help but grin when he heard Mengyao's words. It seems that Mengyao really likes this.

Brother Tang's words are still useful. It's time to go to Brother Tang again!