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At this moment, he had a surprise and excitement that he had never felt before, and there was a rare nervousness.

Yes, His Royal Highness King Leng is actually nervous.

Qin Molin, who was not nervous when he was hunted down and killed at the age of ten, who was not nervous when he ascended to the position of the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion at the age of fifteen, and who was not nervous when he was in danger of life and death at the age of twenty.

At this time, I was as nervous as a child.

He held Feng Xingying's face, like holding a peerless treasure, and he was reluctant to let go.

He suppressed his inner impulses as much as possible, let reason control his emotions, and let his movements be as gentle as possible.

Who knew that Feng Xingying actually hugged his shoulder and back, and the whole person was attached to his chest, raising his head recklessly, intersecting with his lips and teeth, and even took the initiative to poke his small tongue into his mouth.

Her enthusiasm ignited the fire in his heart.

He also wanted to get tangled with her desperately.

In this world, there are only two people, him and her, and no one disturbs them.

Their souls are interdependent, and this is the best feeling for them.

Qin Molin tasted the taste of Feng Xingying little by little, from his lips and teeth to his neck.

His hands trembled a little, trying to untie her shirt.

Who knew that at this time, the figure of Feng Xingying was getting fainter and fainter.

Qin Molin stretched out his hand to grab her, and his lips kissed her domineeringly again.

However, his feelings became lighter and weaker, and in the end, only a wisp of breath remained.

Qin Molin stretched out his hand in despair, holding a trace of air helplessly.

It is no longer the shadow of the stars, it is really just a trace of air, the only difference is that in this trace of air, there is still the taste and temperature of the shadow of the stars.

She slipped through his fingers.

His heart felt like it had been hit with a hammer, and it was sullen and uncomfortable.

However, Qin Molin quickly showed a rare smile: "Wait for me." ”

His smile, like a blooming snow lotus, is pure and elegant, with a hint of fanaticism.

"Boom!"

His body, emitting a thousand rays of light, then disappeared brightly.

He wants to see her and can't wait!

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Feng Xingying has done everything he can to keep himself in the soul realm for longer.

However, the soul realm has protective measures for trialists, as long as the soul power is insufficient to prevent soul damage, they will be sent out of the soul realm.

Feng Xingying originally ate five spirit fruits, and she also had a good control over her soul, and after she completely digested it, that is, when she left the soul realm.

Originally, she felt that the harvest was enough, and it was not a pity to leave.

It's just that after Feng Xingying experienced a battle in advance, his soul power was overdrawn so much that he could only continue to squeeze his potential.

can support to kill the crown prince Nangong Chu, Feng Xingying is already content.

It's just that she didn't expect that Qin Molin would also enter the soul realm.

She also wanted to talk to him, and she also wanted to accompany him to see the different scenery in the soul realm.

Unfortunately, she couldn't hold on.

The soul overdraft was so severe that the death that Feng Xingying experienced when he left the soul realm was the taste of his soul being scattered.

This kind of taste is not very pleasant, and it is even more difficult than the pain of Feng Renjian's Ling Chi.

Even the watermelon, along with Feng Xingying, enjoyed this kind of treatment.

But this man and beast have extremely strong endurance, and in the pain, her heart is clearer.

It's like a movie, constantly playing the scenes after her crossing.