Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 481: Honey Feast II
Qin Molin rudely suggested: "If you really want it, give me a kiss and I will grab it for you."
"Don't." Feng Xingying refused in one fell swoop.
Feng Xingying wants to work hard, but she does not feel inferior.
She is only fifteen years old, and she has been a spiritual master for less than half a year.
Her speed has been written into the records of the Tsutenkaku, at least for now, no one can match it.
What's more, even Qin Molin will encounter a lot of troubles in the matter of grabbing Lingmi.
The two got off their mounts and walked side by side.
The man is dressed in black, handsome and heroic.
The female's skin is as white as snow, her eyes are like stars, and her delicate red lips are pure and full of **** temptation. A purple gauze skirt set her figure more charmingly.
The two walked side by side, talking and laughing, and they didn’t understand each other.
Their appearance naturally attracted the attention of many people who had come to participate in the feast of spiritual honey.
Feng Xingying felt a lot of searching gazes. They were very strong, but she didn't care at all, and she walked calmly.
Only Qin Molin could see that a mini sword on the red bead chain on Feng Xingying’s wrist was shining with a faint red light, covering Feng Xingying completely, dazzling her and those searching gazes Completely isolated.
This sword is naturally Feng Xingying's most cherished magic weapon-the Xihuang Sword.
Those people failed to probe Feng Xingying's fictitiousness, and couldn't help frowning.
This little girl is a little capable.
can't do it, come again.
still coming?
Qin Molin was angry and snorted coldly. If there is any real murderous aura, envelope him and Feng Xingying.
Want to find out about Feng Xingying's fiction?
That had to pass his Qin Molin level first.
This scene is just an episode, and the two continue to move forward.
Feng Xingying is the first time to visit the residence of high-level monsters.
Compared with the simple and concealed dwellings of low-level monsters such as "holes" and "nests", the dwellings of high-level monsters are almost completely modeled after the design of human palaces.
The nest of the queen bee in front of her eyes, except for the appearance of a huge honeycomb, which represents her unique identity, the interior decorations are all similar to those of the royal family of the Dali Kingdom.
If it hadn't come in from the hive, Feng Xingying really thought he would have returned to the palace by accident.
The other difference is that the dishes in the palace are all beautiful palace ladies, and here are all Lingfeng with wings, and a group of psychedelic bees buzzing on the ground to serve the food, so lively.
Qin Molin took Feng Xingying familiarly and found a place to sit down.
An acquaintance soon came to strike up a conversation.
"Brother Qin, it's great to see you. You don't know, I have been detained for a whole ten years, so it's better to live than to die." A yellow-robed, slightly short young boy sat openly. By Qin Molin's side, self-sufficient land began to break into pieces.
"You don't know, the old monster in our family said, if I can't even compare to Ling Chuxue, I might as well commit suicide." The young man suddenly remembered something and looked at Feng Xingying like a ghost: "Brother, brother, You openly bring other women, so you are not afraid that Ling Lao will trouble you?"
"Shut up." Qin Molin said concisely: "Otherwise I will throw you out."
"Don't, I won't tell you, I won't be okay if I don't tell you. I still want to have a slam of spirituality and have a spiritual power grand slam."
Feng Xingying was amused by his statement. Is Lingmi the meat of the Tang monk, and he will live forever after a bite?
Qin Molin squeezed Feng Xingying's hand with a guilty conscience.
Who ever thought that Feng Xingying didn't give face at all, her little hand had already been withdrawn, and she was quietly tasting the delicious food on the plate with a frosty face.