The nights in the border town are no different from those elsewhere. They are as quiet as water and as silent as everything.

The defense army, which had never stopped in the dark night, suddenly received an order and did not need to continue searching. The assassin was arrested.

As for how the assassin was arrested and where it was arrested, no one knew, at least the entire defense army did not know, and only one thing they knew was that they were liberated now.

There is no need to keep moving like hard-working ants. Whether it is day or night, they can go home and have a good sleep tonight. No one will come to wake them up, and there will be sudden situations.

In the entire border town, except for sporadic law enforcement team members, who are performing regular patrol tasks, almost everyone can fall asleep relaxedly.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as the restless Deputy City Lord Xue, who is looking forward to the result of the interrogation.

There is another person who is busy at the moment, but he is not in the border town, but in the underground magma layer below the border town.

While watching the images that Quartz had worked hard to record for him, Xiao Yuqing added various medicinal materials to the alchemy furnace according to the gourd.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Xiao Yuqing's technique became more and more skillful.

His hands were like elves dancing on the keyboard, moving towards the alchemy furnace, adding various medicinal materials in a fixed order.

At the same time, he also had to control the temperature of the flame, which was easier for him than eating and drinking water.

After all, he started practicing with the "Yan Yan Fire Art".

Between heaven and earth, what he is most familiar with is the fire-type technique. The beating flames slowly magnify into a raging fire, or slowly shrink into the light of candlelight.

Looking at the flames that had become the size of soybeans, the past was like an unstoppable torrent, suddenly rushing into my mind.

The little things he was with Di Xin were like a never-ending movie, constantly flashing in his mind.

Emperor Xin's voice, appearance, smile and appearance have naturally become an indelible and intouchable part of his heart, and everything comes naturally.

At this moment, he seemed to hear a sound that was very far away, but still very familiar and friendly in the beating flames, "Xiaoqing, if you have time, go to the third hospital..."

It seems that a figure really emerges in the beating flames.

He couldn't help but stretched his fingers over the flame, but the burning feeling in his memory did not come, and the flames were affectionately wrapped around his fingers, as if he had seen a friend he had met again after a long time.

He knew that all this was an illusion caused by longing. Although he and Di Xin were not together for a long time, the whole process was not very beautiful.

But fate is an indescribable and incredible magic that not only pulls the two of them together, but also makes them both connected with the flame.

Originally, he thought that Di Xin, like him, also returned to Da Shang with the oil lamp.

However, as he deepened his understanding of this world, he felt that his judgment might be wrong. The current Emperor Xin may have been lost in the long river of history and may have entered other secret realms...

Of course, it is not ruled out that Di Xin also returned to the Da Shang Dynasty. It was just that the prototype magic power was exhausted and he had already fallen into a deep sleep because of the original period of magic power that had exhausted all his magic power.

No matter what, Xiao Yuqing knew that at some point in the future, Di Xin would meet him again. If fate does not have this arrangement, then he would work hard to practice, change his destiny, and create this moment.

Xiao Yuqing shook his head helplessly and glanced at the charred medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace. Sure enough, this alchemy is a technical job. As soon as he was distracted, the medicinal liquid turned into waste.

However, he also found that his longing for Emperor Xin never stopped, although according to the trajectory of life, he and Emperor Xin were originally two parabolas that did not intersect.

Now there is an intersection point, and there are signs of continuing to extend and overlap.

Missing is something that cannot be touched. Once it is contaminated, it will spread from the depths of the heart and swallow people up. If it continues, it will become a lovesickness.

Since ancient times, the deepest fall in love and the most harsh one is lovesickness. Lovesickness is a strange disease, not limited to the same skin color, the same country, the same race...

As long as you are contaminated, unless the two can meet again, you will suffer unforgettable and indescribable pain every moment.

The real pain comes from the depths of the heart, not the human body.

So Xiao Yuqing must find something to dilute this longing, otherwise, he will think of too many people and things in a while.

Jiang Rong, Zisi, Wu Xiaoqing, Zhan Xianwu, E Yupi...

So he quickly put down the alchemy furnace at hand and took out the silver note worth 100,000 that he had just obtained.

Finally, the longing in his heart relaxed, and he looked at the silver notes he earned with his efforts, thinking about Deputy City Lord Xue’s helpless expression, Scarface’s lossy expression, and the situation where City Lord Hua handed him the silver notes awkwardly.

At this time, he finally understood why there were so many workaholics. It was just a path to dispel all emotions. What work brought to you is not only fatigue, but also gain.

Now he knew that his road was still long and he had to put everything aside and walk it step by step so that he could defeat all difficulties, gain enough strength, and achieve his goals in his heart.

Then he started practicing control of the flame again, this time he used the recording stones, and he wanted to do the purification work again.

In fact, this is already familiar to him. After all, purification and condensation of elixirs are two completely different processes.

He doesn't need to pay too much attention to the heat when refining, and the slight mistakes are just the problem of recording stones.

But he also knew that this was an important way for him to practice his temperature and he could not waste every opportunity. This time his purification efficiency was significantly improved a lot compared to last time.

He only refined fifty-three stones one night last time, but tonight, he successfully refined fifty-six stones, although there were only a few more.

But this was purified after practicing the alchemy for a while. Last time, he was purifying from beginning to end, and the gap here was not a little bit.

He collected his own achievements, stretched his waist, took out a mirror, and said to himself: "Xiao Yuqing, a new day is coming, you must become more and more outstanding and more handsome, and you will no longer be the loser."

After saying that, he laughed. When did he become so narcissistic?

But, a wonderful day has begun, embrace life!
Chapter completed!