Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 1942: My Queen

The big shaman had a gloomy face, staring at the direction Qin Molin had left, no one knew what he was thinking.

It was reminded by the guard of the big shaman that he renewed his disfigured face and covered all the details of his face before leaving the palace.

Qin Molin hugged Fengxingying and ran quietly in the palace all the way. The orc palace was wide and tall, and it had to match the tall state of the orc and half-orcs.

His hand subconsciously encircled her tightly, the more the circle, the tighter it was, as if there was some treasure in the circle, for fear of losing her.

Feng Xingying quietly did not resist, letting him hold it.

Qin Molin's eyes lit up and asked Moyu Lion King to change his course. He didn't rush into the palace's inner hall, but instead ran around the back garden.

Only then does she belong to him completely. At least he can hold her, she won't push him away.

Qin Molin is afraid that if she gets off the mount, maybe she doesn't belong to him anymore.

The two rode together until they reached the bustling place where the maid was chosen, Huang Dora screamed:

"Little dumb!"

Others also looked at the direction of Qin Molin and Feng Xingying, and many women recognized Qin Molin, the saint son, and saluted him together.

Taking advantage of this momentum, Qin Molin simply raised Feng Xingying's hand: "I finally found it. It belongs to my queen."

"Queen, Queen!"

A shout of cheers, blessings and jealousy.

The Son of God has the destiny in his body, and he is a man of great strength. Besides, his appearance is more beautiful than the moon in the sky.

Such a perfect king, who actually took a female orc with such ugly makeup, is so angry and jealous!

However, among the orcs, the ancestors of the half-orcs have said the most about the legend of the saint child, and they dare not say a word about this true saint child.

"Tell the big shaman that this king decides to get married tomorrow, and ask him to preside over the wedding for this king." Qin Molin left a bold word, and walked away holding the Fengxing Ying.

The little woman in her arms, obviously twisted a few times when she heard of the wedding.

Unfortunately, it's useless. Their status is very different now. He is the holy son most worshipped by the half-orcs. Who made her have to pretend to be a maid, and she deserves to be a queen by the holy son~

Qin Molin held the girl in his arms contentedly, with a small face painted like a ghost, and a smile couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

This silly girl~IndoMTL.com~ is really ugly to toss herself.

After waiting for her residence, Feng Xingying sat on Qin Molin's transparent spar throne in an unimaginative manner, and grabbed an apple in her hand.

"Fortunately, I am still outside worrying about you. It turns out that you have come here to dominate the blessing and become the overlord. If I don't come, you will marry someone else with Qin Molin behind my back?"

"I am Qin Molin!" How many times does he have to say it before she can let go of the knot in her heart. He is really jealous of Qin Molin from another continent. Even if he is far away from her, is he the only one in her heart?

"Okay, you are, you are." The image of Fengxing coaxed a child, obviously insincere.

Qin Molin didn't care about her anymore, instead he began to issue various orders to prepare for the orc wedding of tomorrow.

"Qin Molin, let's leave, this doesn't belong to us." Feng Xingying was a little flustered.

"If I told you that they could take you away from this continent and go to the plane you want to go, would you still say that?" Qin Molin approached Feng Xingying and stared at her, he looked at her , Saw the sparkling joy.