Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

Chapter 1161: King Cold in Action 2

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"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will strangle you to death."

Qin Molin is probably the only one who can say such cruel words with a calm face.

The little thing of Sesame does not know what the waiter meant at all. It knows all day and knows that it is blind.

Zhima is really afraid of Qin Molin, especially when he looks so calm and calm, which makes him even more frightening.

Because Qin Molin didn't like to joke with anyone except Feng Xingying, what he said must be serious.

Of course Zhima didn't dare to provoke Qin Molin. After shutting up obediently, he kept muttering in his heart: "Although King Leng is strong but has a bad temper, I still don't want to be his concubine. I will be the master's concubine. This way I don't have to be Leng." The king’s enemies can still stay with the master.”

The more Zhima thought about it, the more proud she became. She became bolder when leaning against Qin Molin, and her little ears pointed the direction for Qin Molin.

In fact, Qin Molin didn't even look at its ears.

Qin Molin relied on Feng Xingying's aura to leave, and he would naturally find the right path. He and Feng Xingying practiced the secret method inherited from the Tai Chi Palace. Their spiritual energy blended with each other, and they were as familiar with each other's aura as their own aura.

But Qin Molin suddenly stopped walking halfway, with a sneer on his lips.

The next moment, Qin Molin's figure suddenly disappeared.

Zhima suddenly came back to his senses and found that he was in a strange environment. He looked at the surroundings in horror. Xiaosan kept talking about it for a long time, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Master, come and save me!

Qin Molin didn't care about Sesame, he just stared in one direction coldly and sarcastically said:

"I said something was wrong along the way. It turned out to be too smooth."

"It's too, too, too smooth?" The world of adults is so complicated, isn't it even if everything goes smoothly? Sesame smashed his mouth, and after a long time, he stumbled out such a sentence.

This space really felt strange to Zhima. The most terrifying thing was that it wanted to go home. It wanted to return to Feng Xingying through a contract.

Residence! Yes! lose! defeat! Got it!

Qin Molin ignored Zhima's nonsense and just looked at the sky quietly.

The sky at this time is like a smooth crystal mirror, showing what is happening in the outside world in detail.

This sesame habit, Feng Xingying’s space also has this function, it sees too much.

It's just that Feng Xingying observes the outside world with a crystal mirror as big as half a wall, unlike Qin Molin's one that looks directly from the sky.

The effect is the same.

This didn't stop Zhima from watching with fear the figures in the sky appearing where they disappeared.

"Space blockade!"

"Psychic shield!"

"Tracing Talisman!"

"Spiritual eagle looking for shadow."

Various methods were used at the same time in order to find Qin Molin.

Zhima suddenly felt that all the blood in his body was frozen. According to the Ji family's method of play, if it had not been brought into the space by Qin Molin, it would definitely not have been able to escape, and it would probably have turned into braised rabbit meat.

It must be braised! Not boiled.

Because there were several fire-type spirit kings over there who were spitting fire all over the sky, not touching any corner at all.

Qin Molin just looked at him coldly, as if he were a clown.

Zhima later learned that this was a game, not just a duel of strength, but also a battle of wisdom and character.

King Leng is indeed my male idol. He dares to pick out a hundred thousand people by himself.

Zhima's admiration was almost overflowing, and his ears stood up involuntarily.

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