Chapter 644: Imprisonment 1: His Masterpiece

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Feng Xingying felt that he had come to a large forest of colorful ink, and the scenery here was strange.

Qin Molin is still continuing, he is really, his physical strength is too good!

"I'm tired. ”

Feng Xingying's lips overflowed with a soft and boneless voice of protest.

It was only when the voice came out that she was so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole to drill into.

Is this her voice? Why is it so delicate and soft?

She definitely didn't mean to, but she really couldn't muster the slightest strength.

It's been two days and two nights.

If it weren't for her fellow spiritual martial practitioners, her body wouldn't be able to bear such a toss.

"Where is this?" Feng Xingying was even more curious, they were obviously suspended in the sky, swept in Qin Molin's enchantment, and let him pick up them frantically.

Why was it suddenly replaced by a primeval forest?

The trees in this primeval forest are all black, and they look a little depressing, but they are quite spectacular, and the scenery is a little different from that of Yunxi Continent.

"My space. Great, you can come in too. In the future, we can be in the space every day," Qin Molin's lips hooked up a trace of evil charm, a few drops of sweat dripped on his sexy cheeks, and he said the last two words seductively: "Love." ”

Feng Xingying's face instantly turned red.

This bastard, I want that kind of thing!

It's just that Feng Xingying soon didn't have time to think about it, and his movements became more and more violent and uninhibited, like a dripping rain, which suddenly turned into a shower.

"Hmm...... Ah......h

This is Qin Molin's world, Feng Xingying doesn't have to have too many scruples, he can indulge in those shameful and happy voices that keep flowing from between his lips and teeth.

What he wanted, what he wanted, the joy he brought her.

He finally heard it.

Her voice is crisp and delicate, but not delicate, like a kitten calling, which makes people itch to hear.

She was like a porcelain doll that would scream when touched, and he hated having to stop touching her to make her keep making such noises.

This is his masterpiece.

Qin Molin also let out a suppressed low roar, and his body became even more powerful.

Until, his body suddenly tensed, and his body was like an erupting volcano, scorching magma, gushing out.

"Ahh

Feng Xingying was burned like silk, trembling all over, and couldn't help but let out a low moan, subconsciously close to him.

She hugged his fruity shoulder tightly, and in order not to embarrass her voice, she bit down on his shoulder, leaving two neat rows of tooth marks.

He closed his eyes and hugged her tightly, the magma was still erupting, and he wanted to use his own temperature to set her on fire completely.

He did it, and at the moment there was only satisfaction and unfinished.

Her skin, which was as cool as jade, had been dyed a warm red by this time, warmly, like a green apple ripening into pink.

It's all his credit.

Qin Molin felt that his heart was sweet, and he felt a sense of accomplishment for himself.

can seal the star shadow, and he is so tired that he can't lift his fingers.

This bastard's physical strength is terrible.

But she is a great spirit master and a great martial artist, and her spirit is surprisingly good.

She still lowered her head to his chest, feeling his pounding heartbeat and scorching temperature.

After seeing the row of tooth marks, Feng Xingying embarrassedly stretched out his hand and gently rubbed it on the row of tooth marks.

It's just that her fingers are like the best urging medicine, and they ignite his emotions again.

She could feel his temperature rising again, and the clone buried in her body, growing again.

Feng Xingying is a little scared, this guy is not a normal person at all!