As soon as Feng Xingying came out of the Xihuang Sword space, he faced Qin Molin who was smiling brightly.
Feng Xingying was a little confused and didn't know how to speak.
"Everyone in the world is looking for you because of the blood of God. How dare you show up like this?"
"Since you know, you should understand me." Qin Molin did not continue.
What he wants to say is: Since you know about the blood of God, you should understand that I am doing it for your own good. That’s why I’ll treat you like this on that day.
Feng Xingying smiled calmly: "Yes, I understand, but that doesn't mean I will accept it. I understand your approach, but that doesn't mean I agree."
I really want to open her little head and see what is going on in this little girl’s head!
Qin Molin gritted his teeth, but he had no choice.
He suppressed the emotions that were on the verge of exploding, and used Feng Xingying's preferred communication method, lowering his voice as much as possible and pretending to be gentle:
"I'm here to fulfill my promise. I said I would take you to see iris flowers on your birthday."
Feng Xingying really wanted to remind Qin Molin that he obviously spoke in a gentle manner, but the result was still a domineering style.
His voice was already very sexy, but now that it was deliberately lowered, it sounded more like a bass. And his domineering and scornful temperament has long been engraved in his bones and cannot be erased at all.
This strange and evil feeling is really very Qin Molin.
It just so happened that he was so beautiful, and coupled with such an evil and elegant temperament, it was even more fascinating.
Feng Xingying bit his lip, wanting to say: Stop pretending to be good-tempered, just use the beauty trick! If you use a beauty trick, I might just go along with it!
Qin Molin seemed to feel the strange fluctuations in Feng Xingying's emotions, and his heart felt inexplicably warm. She always had him in her heart, but she was too stubborn.
Qin Molin waved his hand and the two of them disappeared at the same time.
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Poor Qin Zhou rushed to the beach like a mad dog with a large number of men and horses to capture Qin Molin. In the end, he only saw the talented and beautiful figures of Qin Molin and Feng Xingyinglang from a distance.
Ling Chuxue couldn't help but shed tears on the spot.
"Xuemei, don't cry. You know, I'm most afraid of you crying. When I catch them, I will kill Feng Xingying for you to relieve your anger." Qin Zhou looked gloomy.
"So what if I kill her? Brother Lin still only has her in his heart." Ling Chuxue was still crying. She didn't like to cry before, and she never even cried.
Now, after listening to Ling Qianshang's words, she learned a woman's best weapon - weakness.
At least in front of Qin Zhou, the experiment was successful.
When she cries, Qin Zhou will fight for her even if she wants to kill the world.
"If Feng Xingying falls in love with someone else or marries someone else, I'm afraid he will really give up." Ling Chuxue whispered, more like talking to herself.
"Don't worry, Sister Xue. Whatever you want, no matter how difficult it is, I can do it for you. What's more, this matter is not difficult at all.
I think it’s almost time for me, the son, to find a young and beautiful concubine for my father. What do you think of Feng Xingying? "
"Ah Zhou. You are so kind to me. I don't even know how to repay you."
Ling Chuxue looked at the man in front of her softly. Although he is not as handsome as Qin Molin, his appearance is also among the best among men. Although he does not have Qin Molin's heaven-defying qualifications, he is equally powerful.
The most important thing is that he owns the entire Linshan and can give her everything she wants. Unfortunately, she was so obsessed with Qin Molin that she went crazy.
"Xuemei, don't worry,