Among the anthills. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Little by little, the ice sculpture melts.

Familiar temperature, familiar breath.

Little by little, gently smoothing the ice on the Sealed Star Shadow.

Her heart felt a hint of warmth at this moment, and her blood finally showed signs of flowing.

Small fireballs burst out from the Xihuang Sword and surged towards Feng Xingying.

"Boom!"

A fire soared into the sky.

Feng Xingying was dressed in gorgeous purple clothes, dragged by layers of flames, and rose from the pitch-black anthill.

……

From the moment Qin Molin appeared, the Spirit Rhino Mirror had already been shattered by Qin Molin.

Ji Jue is also very busy, where does he have any air control for the spirit rhino mirror.

His spirit beast cat is bloated and lazy, and he can't even walk, except for eating and sleeping, so he named this white and big guy Steamed Bun, also to commemorate a benefactor.

Who knew that the steamed buns, which have always been lazy, have changed their sex today?

Feng Yuelu's face, which had only been cured by Tianjingyu Rong Dan, had only been scratched by the cat's claws for a few days.

Seeing Feng Yuelu crying with pear blossoms and rain, Ji Jue could only step forward to comfort her.

Feng Yuelu simply lay on Ji Jue's lap coquettishly, and rubbed Ji Jue's arm with her body as if she were nothing.

A hint of boredom flashed in Ji Jue's eyes, but he was helpless.

"Meow!!"

His own territory was occupied, and the steamed bun was furious, and he had two claws on Feng Yuelu's arm.

Poor Feng Yuelu's arm, which she thought was white and tender, instantly became bloody.

"Come on, send Miss Feng back. ”

"Brother Jue~~~" Feng Yuelu covered her face aggrievedly, for fear that Ji Jue would see her ugly appearance now, but she still didn't forget to be coquettish:

"I don't want to leave you. ”

"Don't worry, the grace of a meal, Ji will never forget. In the coming day, Ji will go to the Feng family to propose. ”

"I'll wait for you~~" Feng Yuelu reluctantly looked at Ji Jue's bewitching and beautiful face, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

Feng Xingying is dead, she is going to marry this perfect-looking and powerful man, no one will reveal her secret in the future, and she can be happy for a lifetime.

As soon as she thought of this, Feng Yuelu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The Flying Dragon Adventure Group was accompanied by Ji Jue's cronies, and the thought of a femme fatale like Feng Yuelu was about to become the wife of their group leader, it was a burst of unhappiness.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, originally they thought that Feng Yuelu was quite cute, quite delicate, and polite to people, and they were also affectionate to their leader.

But Feng Yuelu had to get Feng Xingying into their sight.

Compared to Feng Xingying, who was willing to protect a maid with his life, Feng Yuelu looked even uglier.

But no one can dissuade the things decided by the head of the group.

……

At this time.

Suddenly there was a heat wave in the anthill.

Qin Molin, dressed in black like ink, stepped on the flames, and appeared in front of everyone with Feng Xingying in his arms.

His eyes were bloodthirsty, staring at Ji Jue.

Feeling Qin Molin's provocative gaze, Ji Jue was not to be outdone, and his wonderful eyes bent into a bewitching arc and confronted Qin Molin.

At the end of the confrontation, it was Ji Jue who smiled first and said: "I have heard for a long time that the strength of King Leng is unfathomable, and when I see it today, Ji is willing to bow down." ”

"Did you hurt her?" Qin Molin's momentum became more and more bloodthirsty and cold, and his compelling gaze locked on Ji Jue.

It is said that dragons have reverse scales, and they are angry when they touch them.

He knows now.

Feng Xingying is his Qin Molin's reverse scale.