After hearing Long Ming's words, Murong Feixue looked at it squarely. Staring at the cold crystal Yuexin Bell, Murong Feixue's eyes sparkled like stars in the night, shining brightly.
"Moreover, there is also a Nuwa stone in this cold crystal heart-pleasing bell, which has extraordinary spiritual power! You must keep it carefully and don't let anyone discover it."
"Nuwa Stone?" Murong Feixue was stunned, his eyes widened. He wished he could immediately look through the bell and look inside the bell to see what the Nuwa Stone looked like.
The look on Long Ming's face was still solemn, he sighed deeply, and said quietly: "There are seven Nuwa stones in Ziyun Continent. When they are all found, you will find a divine treasure that will shock the past and the present.
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Hearing that there was a treasure, Murong Feixue's eyes lit up again, and he asked: "The treasure of the God? How does it compare to the Purple Gold Dragon King Palace?"
"Compared with the treasure of the God, the Purple Gold Dragon King Palace is insignificant. It can only be said to be a small thing compared to a big one! You will naturally know this when the time is right in the future."
"I see..." Murong Feixue nodded, looking thoughtfully at the Cold Crystal Yuexin Bell in Long Ming's hand.
"Well, let me bring it for you."
After saying that, Long Ming held one end of the rope with one hand and gently unfolded it around Murong Feixue's slender snow-white neck. The black hair was tilted to one side, only revealing the sexy neck connected to the collarbone, which seemed to be a delicacy that someone was tasting.
.The fragrance of virginity hit him, and Long Ming's eyes became darker and darker.
Murong Feixue, who was standing in front of Long Ming, didn't notice it. He was still looking down at the bell on his neck. This cold crystal heart-warming bell was different. It didn't feel cool at all against the skin.
Instead, it has a gentle and jade-like texture.
For a moment, there was even a unique mysterious force that slowly passed through the skin and into the internal organs. It was very special.
Curiosity aroused, Murong Feixue turned around and wanted to ask about the origin of Han Jing Yuexin Ling.
As soon as he turned around, his lips were touched by a moist softness. Long Ming's familiar breath was a little rushed. It seemed to be full of reluctance and nostalgia. It rubbed against his lips, depicting bursts of heartbeat.
Her heartbeat skipped a beat. When the stunned Murong Feixue realized what she was doing, her cheeks were all red. Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated uncontrollably. Even her jade earlobes turned red. Her whole person looked delicate, bright and beautiful.
. This caused Long Ming to become even more crazy. He reached out and locked Murong Feixue tightly in his solid embrace, making it airtight.
Such affectionate Long Ming is like a burning charcoal, unbearably hot.
"Well……"
Murong Feixue stretched out her hand and pushed it gently, finally giving herself a chance to breathe. Otherwise, she would probably become the first person in history to be suffocated to death by a kiss...
Long Ming also noticed that Murong Feixue's face was flushed, and he almost couldn't breathe. Then he reluctantly let her go for the time being. He looked up at the sky and saw that it was already the moon above the willow branches. There was no time to delay in this world.
"I gotta go……"
Murong Feixue's heart was aroused by these words, but she suddenly became depressed again. However, Murong Feixue was Murong Feixue after all. She was not the kind of little woman who would lose her mind without a man. She just took a deep breath.
Her expression calmed down.
"Wait a minute, tell me, where did this Hanjing Yuexin Bell come from?"
