Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 1166: He is not dead, I believe

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The picture seems to be frozen.

Frozen between his gentle smile, Feng Xingying looked at him quietly and laughed idiotically.

Even if her body is filled with all kinds of spiritual powers, she doesn't notice it.

On Feng Xingying's heart, only Qin Molin's smile was left.

The whole world, quiet down.

Qin Molin disappeared without a trace, as if he had passed through this world from the future. All he could leave, perhaps only a red blood stain, fell on Feng Xingying's collarbone.

Although it is only a small piece, it is red and enchanting.

All the spiritual storms dissipated at the same time when Qin Molin's colorful protective shield shattered.

Qin Molin uses his body as a shield to guard the shadow of the stars.

This feeling is deep and moving.

Even the hard-hearted Ji Meng stood on the spot in a daze.

He remembered that forty years ago, a woman died for him, but that woman was pulled by him as a shield, but what he saw was her contented smile.

It was because he felt that her smile was hypocritical and dazzling, so he never thought of it.

Now, Ji Heng suddenly understood a little bit. It turned out that she was telling him that she didn't regret it.

Ji Yu shook his head, turned and left, quietly following a crowd of people behind him.

Feng Xingying sat quietly, not crying or making trouble, and it made people feel at ease that the bottom of her heart was furry.

Isn't she stupid, or amnesia?

Ji Jue hurried over and quietly accompanied Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying is very quiet, and Ji Jue is also very quiet.

Ji Jue wanted her to drink a glass of water, but she refused to open her mouth. But under Ji Jueqiang, she did not resist, she just opened her eyes quietly and watched his movements.

"Xingying, I'm sorry."

Feng Xingying sat at the table, and Ji Jue just squatted beside her, looking up at her face that was so beautiful that even if it was haggard, it was so beautiful that it made people feel uncontrollable.

"I didn't expect my grandfather to be so frantic. Don't worry, I will hold the grandest funeral for Brother Qin. If you want to stay with him, I will accompany you to guard her tomb. Okay?"

"Funeral?" Feng Xingying finally had a reaction. She looked at Ji Jue quietly and shook her head: "No. He didn't die, why did he have a funeral."

"Xingying, I know you must be very sad, but accept the reality, so much spiritual power hit him, he has been blown to pieces." Ji Jue took a deep breath and sealed Xingying's ears. Ban emphasized:

"Qin Molin is dead."

"He's not dead." Feng Xingying didn't argue with him, just shook his head quietly.

At this time, Feng Xingying is quietly like a porcelain doll, which makes people feel distressed.

"Xingying, do you hate me?" Ji Jue did not get up, always squatting up and forcibly looking at Feng Xingying from an early age, his voice was painful:

"I didn’t expect my grandfather to do this. You know, I’ve been thinking about finding an opportunity to release you. I know you like Qin Molin. Brother Qin is also a respectable opponent. Fall in love with me, I will quietly guard you behind my back.

Did you know? I used to be mad with jealousy, but I never dare to hurt you, I'm afraid you will be unhappy. I even hope that one day Qin Molin will empathize, so that I can be with you forever.

Who knew he died young. This is all fate, Xingying, I don’t ask you to fall in love with me, I just hope that you will let me be by your side and wait for him with you, okay?

Whether he is alive or dead, we will wait for him together, okay? "