On the road, Qin Molin was not afraid of the cold and firmly encircled Feng Xingying in his arms. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Molin urged his own spiritual power, mainly with the dual attributes of water and fire, through his body as a transit, endured the strangeness of the biting ice, and dissolved the ice on her body layer by layer.

By the time he arrived at the Babel Pavilion, Feng Xingying had already recovered from a cold and hard ice sculpture to his original appearance.

It's just that her body, blood, Jieyu, lips and teeth are still frozen by ice, and her skin is soft but mixed with a biting coolness.

Feng Xingying's freezing this time has already broken my heart.

The Nine Yin Absolute Veins are already difficult to suppress.

Qin Molin pityfully brushed his fingers across her thick and curved long Jieyu, the cold, soaked touch, but like a flame, the fire in his body ignited, from the inside out.

Qin Molin could resist the aphrodisiac of the peach blossom curtain with his powerful spiritual power, but he couldn't resist the temperature of the sealed star shadow.

Her coldness was the source of fire in all his hearts.

Qin Molin only felt as if he was being put on a fire, the hotter it became, and the raging fire spread and tormented.

The coldness of Feng Xingying's coldness was no longer a biting cold at this time, but a wisp of clear spring that moistened his heart, and this wisp of clear spring did not lower his temperature, but made his body hotter and hotter.

He held her tightly in his arms, using his fiery body temperature to warm her already frozen blood.

Although the shadow of the stars is frozen, he can still feel the familiar breath and familiar warmth.

She wants more.

She twisted slightly, trying to burrow into his arms a little.

It's just that her small action damn touched Qin Molin's tense nerves.

His body swelled uncomfortably because of her writhing and grinding.

He jerked his head down and domineeringly pried open her frozen lips and teeth, scalding hot lips and igniting the clear stream in her body.

His tongue caught up, wandering between her cold lips and teeth, indulging.

Feng Xingying had already been hit by the aphrodisiac drug, and she was even more troubled by the cold, and what she loved most at this time was his warmth.

Even if her will is unprecedentedly weak, she can distinguish her breath.

She would subconsciously resist anyone other than Qin Molin.

Only, Qin Molin.

can make her let go of all her defenses desperately, and she is only willing to bloom for him.

Feeling Feng Xingying's subconscious youthful response, Qin Molin seemed to have received the greatest encouragement, and his offensive became more and more fierce and hot.

In a semi-confused state, Feng Xingying did not have those so-called worldly shackles in his heart, only the most instinctive response.

Qin Molin found that he was becoming more and more unable to resist her temptation.

And her body is also not immune to him.

Everything, just right.

Lip splitting.

Qin Molin took a deep look at the woman in front of him, her coldness made him pity, and her heat made him forgetful.

"Feng Xingying, be my princess, maybe, the road ahead will not be smooth sailing, I promise you, no matter when, I will shelter you from the wind and rain.

As long as I, Qin Molin, haven't fallen, I won't allow anyone to hurt you. ”

After that, Qin Molin took Feng Xingying's small hand, spread it out seriously, and drew a strange rune on it with his own blood.

The runes disappeared, and there was no trace of them.

In the sea of consciousness of Feng Xingying, this sentence really sounded again.

He actually made a spiritual vow.

In the Yunxi Continent, even if they are married, few people will make a spiritual vow.

After all, the spiritual oath is different from ordinary vows, it has a strong binding force.