In the past two days of recuperation, Feng Xingying has basically figured out what the aura is, but there is no cultivation method yet, so she can only let it grow naturally. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Her little fireball grew a little bigger, but it was still pitiful, but the power obviously made Feng Xingying very satisfied.

It only took two days to burn two people, and it was really as ferocious as its owner.

It's just that the weak body of this young lady was tossed a little miserably by Feng Xingying.

Without a cultivation method, she could only train her physical fitness first. Regardless of whether or not there is a gain in spiritual power, having a strong physique always has multiple hole cards.

Especially against Feng Yuelu, Feng Xingying was even more sure that as long as she cultivated the ancient martial arts of her previous life and enhanced her physique and speed, even if she didn't have spiritual power, she would still be able to defeat the spirit person.

At least Feng Yuelu's example, she can clean up seven or eight of them easily.

If he reached Qin Molin's level, it was estimated that there would be no way, because his spiritual power was already strong enough to imprison people with air, and Feng Xingying had no power to fight back in front of him.

"Come out. Feng Xingying, who was in a strange posture and forced his body to expel impurities, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the big tree beside him.

There was someone behind the tree, she couldn't see it, but she was absolutely sure.

As soon as Feng Xingying's voice fell, he couldn't speak anymore.

Because her lips had been rudely blocked at this time, the fiery tongue rudely pried open her teeth, gradually penetrated, wrapped around her small tongue, and set her body on fire.

Feng Xingying blinked, and his long eyelashes brushed over the man's face like a small brush, and he was full of fire, and he couldn't help but hug Feng Xingying tighter, kissing more attentively and intensely. Like a raging wave, swept her.

Although his skin is as white as jade from a distance, it is a little bronzed up close, especially at this moment, it is even more emotional red, which makes people want to take a bite.

The bridge of his nose is straight, and his ruddy and plump lips are covering Feng Xingying's lips mercilessly.

With such a male color in front, even Feng Xingying couldn't help but feel a little sudden. A familiar atmosphere, not a nasty feeling.

The heart, uncontrollably, wants to sink.

However, the next moment, Feng Xingying still resolutely pulled the silver hairpin from his head and neatly tied it to the man in front of him.

"Whew. ”

He let out a sigh of relief, grabbed Feng Xingying's slender waist, and flew together.

Falling again, it was already the highest point of the roof.

The cool breeze blew, Feng Xingying looked at the man next to him strangely, he was also looking at her, his eyes were like stars in the darkest night, flashing with layers of deep ghostly light, just a glance, it would make people fall into.

Feng Xingying's concentration is obviously good, so he helplessly turned his head: "You are sick, right, you will be in heat every three or five days?"

She knew he had to do it.

But why do you want to find her?

Qin Molin didn't answer, but looked at Feng Xingying with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

When he returned to normal, he was also much colder.

She relieved him of such an embarrassing poison twice, and he dredged the meridians for her to obtain the cultivation qualification of a spirit person.

They seemed, flattened out.

Qin Molin domineeringly pulled Feng Xingying's little hand, and awkwardly stuffed the pitch-black balls into her palm.

Feng Xingying took the ball and looked it up and down, the left was just a soft, a little Q bomb, black and hairless ball, what was it for? It can't be a toy, right?

Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin inquiringly.

The corners of Qin Molin's lips hooked up a perfect arc, and he couldn't help but reach out and pat Feng Xingying's little head:

"If you succeed, the king can promise you one thing. ”

"Success?" Feng Xingying looked confused, what kind of achievement did he achieve? A ball is not an egg, and there is no sign of any life, what is this going to do?

It's a pity that before she could react, he made a domineering decision.

"Of course, if you can't, you have to do something for the king. Qin Molin took Feng Xingying's hand and patted it gently: "The bet contract is established." ”

"Hey, I didn't agree!" Feng Xingying protested helplessly.

It's a pity that he has no shadow.

This domineering guy is somewhat similar to the rumored King Leng, who doesn't give people a chance to refuse anything.

"Hmph, I didn't agree anyway, if I lose, I won't admit it. Feng Xingying pursed his lips helplessly, and then kneaded and pinched the black ball:

"Hmph, I don't believe I won't be able to clean up your little thing in a year!"