Qin Molin suggested scoundrelly: "If you really want it, kiss me, and I'll help you grab it." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Don't. Feng Xingying refused in one breath.

Although Feng Xingying wants to work hard to cultivate, he will not feel inferior.

She was only fifteen years old, and she had been cultivating spiritual power for less than half a year, and she was already a great spirit master.

Her speed has been written into the Tongtian Pavilion records, at least for now, unmatched.

What's more, with such a thing as snatching spiritual honey, I'm afraid that even Qin Molin will encounter a lot of trouble.

The two got off their mounts and walked side by side.

The man is dressed in black, handsome and heroic.

The woman's skin is as white as snow, her eyes are like stars, and her delicate red lips are pure with the ultimate sexy temptation. A purple gauze skirt makes her figure even more charming.

The two walked side by side, talking and laughing, so they didn't understand.

Their appearance naturally attracted the attention of many people who came to participate in the spiritual nectar feast.

Feng Xingying felt the gaze of many Dao Explorations, their strength was very strong, but she didn't care at all, and her steps were calm.

Only Qin Molin could see that a small mini sword on the red bead chain on Feng Xingying's wrist was flashing with a faint red light at this moment, completely enveloping Feng Xingying, completely isolating her from those searching eyes.

This sword is naturally Feng Xingying's most cherished magic weapon - Xihuang Sword.

Those people failed to probe the reality of Feng Xingying, and they couldn't help frowning.

This little girl is a little capable.

No, come again.

Still coming?

Qin Molin was furious and snorted coldly. If there is a real murderous aura, he and the Sealed Star Shadow will be shrouded in it.

Want to find out the reality of the Sealed Star Shadow?

That has to pass his Qin Molin level first.

This scene is just an interlude, and the two move on.

It was the first time that Feng Xingying had gone to the residence of a high-level demonic beast.

Compared with the simple and hidden dwellings of the "holes" and "nests" of low-level Warcraft, the dwellings of high-level Warcraft are almost completely modeled after the design of human palaces.

The nest of the queen bee in front of her, in addition to the appearance of a huge beehive, representing her unique identity, the interior decoration is all similar to the royal family of the Great Calendar Kingdom.

If it hadn't been for the beehive, Feng Xingying would have thought that he would have returned to the palace by accident.

The difference is that the people in the palace are all beautiful palace maids, and here, they are all winged spirit peaks, and a group of spirit bees are buzzing to eat, so it is not lively.

Qin Molin familiarly took Feng Xingying to find a place to sit down.

Soon acquaintances came to talk to him.

"Brother Qin, it's so nice to see you. You don't know, I've been locked up for ten years, and it's better to live than to die. A young man dressed in yellow and with a slightly short stature sat beside Qin Molin loudly, and began to think about it in a hurry.

"You don't know, the old monster in our family said that if I can't even compare to Ling Chuxue, it is better to kill myself. The young man suddenly remembered something, and looked at Feng Xingying like a ghost: "Third brother, if you openly bring other women, aren't you afraid that Ling Lao will trouble you?"

"Shut up. Qin Molin said succinctly: "Otherwise, I will throw you out." ”

"Don't, I don't say it, can't I say it? I also want to mix a mouthful of spiritual nectar and have a spiritual power slam. ”

Feng Xingying was amused by his statement, is the spiritual honey Tang monk meat, take a bite of immortality?

Qin Molin squeezed the hand of Feng Xingying weakly.

Who would have thought that Feng Xingying didn't give face at all, his little hand had already withdrawn, and he quietly tasted the delicious food on the plate with a frosty face.