Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 459: Monster Blood Attack Three

　　 All his irritability suddenly calmed down the moment he saw her.

　　He really just wanted to, just look at her quietly and quietly.

　　 Her figure is like a white moonlight, shining into his heart, illuminating the dark soul shrouded in demon blood.

　　 The faint blood color in his pupils faded bit by bit at this moment.

　　Feng Xingying walked very slowly, but very hard.

　　Because the strength gap between her and Qin Molin is too great.

　　 The heat flow caused by Qin Molin's demon blood has already caused the entire ice spring to boil.

　　Feng Xingying has ice properties, and uses ice spiritual power to form a layer of protection around the body.

　　 But how can her spiritual strength compare to Qin Molin?

　　Her ice has collapsed in the heat wave.

　　 condensed and disintegrated.

　　 condense again.

Every step of 　　 Fengxingying is maintained by spiritual power.

　　 And Qin Molin was not fully awake at this time, the red light in his eyes faded, and there were still traces of mixed water drops on his face.

　　 The waterline, from his full forehead, to the strong bridge of the nose, and then flowing over his **** thin lips.

　　 The edges and corners of his face are a little fuzzy in the night.

　　 There is no clothing to cover his body, half of his body is soaked in the ice spring, but he reveals a **** collarbone and some healthy copper-colored tendons.

　　 Feng Xingying is also considered to admire herself. At this time, she can still think distractedly: his figure is blinded by white clothes.

　　If it were in the 21st century, to be a fitness trainer or body model, it would surely attract many fans to scream.

　　 After Qin Molin calmed down, Bingquan was worthy of being a holy realm, and it quickly faded away from the heat and began to return to the coldness of the past.

　　When Feng Xingying walked to Qin Molin's side, she no longer needed to use ice crystals to resist the heat.

　　 She stretched out her slender, white fingers, gently stroked his face, wiped off the water drops on his face, and smoothed his scattered long hair.

　　 Qin Molin quietly resembled a stone sculpture, letting Feng Xingying play with it.

　　 It’s just that the coldness of Feng Xingying’s fingertips drew into his heart, wispy, endlessly cool.

　　 What she brought to him is obviously icy cold, but his heart, like a fire, is getting hotter.

　　 especially when she brushed his scorching lips with her cold and clear pointers.

　　 His heart is burning at this moment.

　　 His remaining intellect is lost in the torrent of senses.

　　 This time, his eyes did not turn red.

　　He is Qin Molin, and he wants to feel the current Fengxing Ying with Qin Molin's heart.

　　 He grabbed her restless finger, placed it on his chest, and gently applied force, Feng Xingying was dragged onto him.

　　His body is solid and straight, like a wall, no matter how Feng Xingying hits it, it seems that it will not collapse.

　　 Feng Xingying wanted to retract her finger awkwardly and keep a little distance from him.

　　 he suddenly hugged her tightly in his arms.

　　 The hot, close hug gave Feng Xingying a feeling of fullness on the verge of suffocation.

　　 She raised her small face and met Qin Molin's star-like deep and charming eyes. Coupled with his perfect facial features, she felt an unreal dreamlike feeling.

Can such evildoers really exist? Why was he not taken as a living specimen?

　　Feng Xingying was moved in a circle, with only his fingers, restlessly drawing circles on his chest.

　　The little movements like her have been scratched into Qin Molin's heart, numbly like a cat's paw into his heart.

　　 But he didn't want to stop, enjoying the throbbing at this moment. Lonely looking back and saying ps: Next watch, at 15:00, everyone hurry up to catch up~~~Because maybe it will be harmonized by the system