He didn't even want to look at Beiyan Pass anymore and the rivers of blood that could be expected here. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What does it have to do with someone else's death?

But this blood flows into a river, if there is a star shadow, it is different.

She shouldn't be killed.

With a wave of his hand, he led her into another paradise like a fairyland.

Of course, this is not a real fairyland, but Qin Molin's space, a fairyland he created for her.

After breaking through again, Qin Molin's control over the space seemed to have improved again. This demon can no longer be measured by the standards of normal people.

If you really want to describe it, it is that only you can't think of it, and you can't do it without him.

Especially in his space world, he completely built it in accordance with the standards that Feng Xingying had mentioned to him about the immortal mountains outside the world, leading to the clouds, and the fairyland on the clouds.

The vegetation in his space is no longer a single hue, but a variety of exotic flowers and plants are arranged in an orderly manner, the rainbow bridge hanging in the air is actually a passage, and there are pavilions and buildings in the sky.

But he and she still unconsciously chose the thatched yard, where there are their memories.

Qin Molin didn't speak, he just walked straight to the stream, didn't even use spiritual power, picked up a harpoon casually, and forked a few fish ashore like an ordinary fisherman.

Feng Xingying knew that Qin Molin was annoyed with her, so she didn't say much, just quietly followed him.

Qin Molin was obviously still angry, he just didn't see Feng Xingying, he stuffed his head, and took care of himself to cut the fish and remove the scales.

The world of the spirit is different from ordinary people, whether it is spiritual power or knife work, there are all kinds of dazzling changes.

Qin Molin's handling of ingredients is like a multi-armed robot with arms full of arms and knives and forks on his arms, and in the blink of an eye, he has already washed and killed several fish at the same time, removed the scales and internal organs, and rinsed them with water spiritual power, divided them into two pots to cook soup, and the rest was placed on the fire rack and roasted over low heat.

As for Qin Molin himself, he didn't feel busy at all, so he sat at the table and drank tea leisurely.

Feng Xingying can be regarded as having discovered that Qin Molin is a person who does things, either he doesn't learn, once he learns it, he will definitely be proficient, and once he is proficient, he will definitely like to play with spiritual control.

It's like his refining tool, and he also plays the multi-tempering tool method to save a lot of time.

He set himself idle, obviously to teach Feng Xingying a lesson, but he didn't speak, and in the end it became a strange scene of two people sitting quietly drinking tea.

"Actually, you don't have to care too much about me, even if Tianyu Kingdom sends troops to attack, it won't be able to pass the Beiyan Pass, and I am confident. Feng Xingying still opened his mouth first with a proper attitude: "I promise you, I won't die this time, okay?"

"I believe in you. Qin Molin didn't dare to look at her: "But you, but you never thought about it, if you die, what will happen to me?"

Feng Xingying's heart suddenly ached inexplicably, and her voice trembled slightly:

"Life in the world is impermanent, who can predict that? No matter whether I am afraid of death or not, there will be death after all. Actually, there is nothing to be afraid of dying,

I don't belong here, and if one day I'm gone, you'll forget about me. Just like when I never showed up. ”

"Never appeared?" Qin Molin waved his hand slightly.

Feng Xingying thought that he would pinch her neck, but who knew that he was just, with a roll of spiritual power, rolled the freshly grilled fish onto the table, and another piece of wood spiritual power turned into vines, dexterous as a hand, and wrapped a few jade plates to cushion it.

The time was just right, the plates were set, and the fish had fallen.