Chapter 492: Hive Fantasy 7: Poisonous Honey

Feng Xingying's character has a rational to the point of cruel analysis, and there is also a sentimental point of perseverance that makes people feel willful. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sesame still wanted to say something disgusted.

Feng Xingying had already tied a knot in her ears and warned, "If you talk nonsense again, there will be nothing good to eat in the future." ”

Shut up!

Xiao Sesame was afraid that his mouth would not be closed tightly, so he covered it with his little paws.

The master is going to be mad, so don't mess with it.

The host has always done what he says, which is the most terrifying.

Think about how miserable it would be if he married such a terrible woman and went home when he succeeded in transforming into a man in the future?

Or, let's try to evolve in the direction of girls, right?

It seems to be a good girl to be a girl, even the great villain of Qin can turn into a loyal dog, and he is courteous to our beautiful host every day. In the future, I will also find a gentle man.

So, when Feng Xingying was about to take the spiritual honey, her little black rabbit fell into the philosophical thinking of the beast again:

After the transformation, will you be a man or a woman?

And in Feng Xingying's eyes, a hint of desire for challenge flashed.

This piece of purple spiritual honey, she already felt it.

Poisonous!

But if it's good for her, it's right.

It's a gut feeling.

If her instincts were wrong, she was poisoned.

If her intuition is right, she may have unexpected gains.

After so many turns, Feng Xingying's mind was still buzzing with the voice of the Ling family's powerhouse.

The difference in strength is so obvious!

Feng Xingying, the great spirit master of the Lingwu cultivator, is enough to challenge many Xuanling masters.

In the Great Calendar Kingdom, she has few opponents except for guardians like Nangong Mu.

But what about outside the Great Calendar?

For Ling Qianyan's provocation, she didn't disdain to respond, but couldn't respond! If Qin Molin didn't help her, she could only watch herself being pierced.

The difference in strength is too big, it's so cruel.

And the protection of the old man's soul of the Ling family not only saved Ling Chuxue's life in the face of absolute adversity, but also almost killed Feng Xingying.

This is the power gap.

Outside, the sky is high and the earth is wide, and there are too many unknown powerhouses.

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people.

Feng Xingying doesn't want to be bullied all the time, so she needs to keep getting stronger.

Risk, always try!

Feng Xingying closed his eyes, put the purple nectar in his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

Extreme sweetness, mixed with an intoxicating aroma.

This abnormal taste is even more indicative of the difference in this honey.

Feng Xingying's body was about to crack in pain at this time.

The overwhelming aura, mixed with a unique feeling, made her numb all over, but she could experience the bone-eating pain.

She gritted her teeth and let the biting pain spread through her body.

Overwhelming.

……

The hives are opened one by one.

Anyone who has received the nectar and taken it will come out of the hive, greet each other, and finally say thank you to the queen bee, the mistress of the hive, and then say goodbye.

The queen bee seems to be very different today than usual.

In the past, the queen bee, a spirit animal that was learning human etiquette, was full of curiosity about humans.

When I met a teenager and a beautiful woman who took the nectar and came out to greet her, the queen bee was like a gentle big sister, always chatting with each of them, and casually getting some common sense and news about human beings.

But today, this bosom sister looks a little lazy and ethereal.

No matter who greeted her, all she got was a small spirit bee guard next to her who replied: "My master is recuperating, let us send you off, welcome everyone to come back next time." ”

No problem with the number of courtesies.

The problem is the queen bee.