Qin Molin suggested scoundrelly: "If you really want to, kiss me and I will snatch it for you."

"No." Feng Xingying refused in one breath.

Although Feng Xingying wants to practice hard, she will not be inferior.

She was only fifteen years old and had been practicing spiritual power for less than half a year, so she was already a great spirit master.

Her degree has been written into the Tongtian Pavilion record, at least for now, no one can match it.

What's more, even Qin Molin would encounter a lot of trouble when snatching spiritual honey.

The two got off their mounts and walked side by side.

The man was dressed in black, handsome and heroic.

The woman's skin is as white as snow, her eyes are as stars, and her delicate red lips are pure and full of sexy temptation. Her purple gauze dress makes her figure look charming and colorful.

The two walked side by side, talking and laughing, and they had a tacit understanding.

Their appearance naturally attracted the attention of many people who came to participate in the spiritual honey feast.

Feng Xingying felt many Taoist Exploration gazes. They were all very strong, but she didn't care at all and her steps were calm.

Only Qin Molin could see that a mini sword on the red bead chain on Feng Xingying's wrist was flashing with a faint red light at this moment, completely covering Feng Xingying and completely isolated her from those exploring gazes.

This sword is naturally Feng Xingying's most cherished magic weapon - Xihuang Sword.

Those people failed to successfully inquire about Feng Xingying's reality and couldn't help but frown.

This little girl is a little capable.

No, come again.

Come again?

Qin Molin was furious and snorted coldly. As if there was a substantial murderous aura, he and Feng Xingying enveloped him.

Want to find out the reality of Feng Xingying?

Then you have to pass Qin Molin's level first.

This scene was just an episode, and the two continued to move forward.

This is the first time Feng Xingying has been to the residence of a high-level monster.

Compared with the simple and hidden residences of low-level monsters, the residences of high-level monsters are almost completely imitated by human palace design.

The nest behind the bee in front of me is not only a huge beehive on the outside, representing her unique identity, but also its interior decoration is similar to that of the royal family of the Dali Kingdom.

If it weren't for coming in from the beehive, Feng Xingying would have thought he would have returned to the palace by accident.

Another difference is that the dishes served in the palace are all beautiful palace maids, and here are all winged spiritual peaks, and a group of spiritual bees buzzing and serving dishes, which is very lively.

Qin Molin took Feng Xingying to find a place to sit down.

Soon an acquaintance came to meet him.

"Brother Qin, it's so nice to see you. You don't know that I've been imprisoned for a whole ten years, and life is worse than death." A young man in yellow clothes and a little short figure sat beside Qin Molin, and began to recite it in a familiar way.

"You don't know. The old monster in our family said, if I can't even compare to Ling Chuxue, it's better to commit suicide." The boy suddenly remembered something and looked at Feng Xingying like a ghost: "Third brother, you openly take other women, aren't you afraid that Mr. Ling will cause trouble for you?"

"Shut up." Qin Molin said concisely: "Otherwise I will throw you out."

"No, I won't say it, can't I just say it? I want to have some spiritual honey and have a spiritual power grand slam."

Feng Xingying was amused by his statement. Could spiritual honey be Tang Monk’s meat, and I will live forever?

Qin Molin pinched Feng Xingying's hand guiltily.

Who would have thought that Feng Xingying would not give face at all, and his little hand had already been pulled back, and he quietly tasted the delicious food on the plate with a frosty face.
Chapter completed!