With the encouragement and support from his master, Feng Xingying became more confident.
"My status is no worse than yours. You are the young master of Qilin City, and I am also the saint of our Divine Phoenix Island." Feng Xingying hung on Qin Molin's arm and proudly raised her palm-sized face with a proud look on her face. :
"I am also someone who is loved by my master, senior brothers and senior sisters."
"Yes, you are the most powerful." Qin Molin was in a good mood and sneakily tapped Feng Xingying on his forehead: "You are so powerful, do you want a reward?"
"No, no." Feng Xingying shook his head in fear: "We are in a hurry to save lives, but you don't care about your Qilin City?"
"Qilin City is just too rotten. Even if it is attacked once, it will give them a sense of crisis. They will not be lazy and hand over power to their servants one by one." Qin Molin's face turned cold, and he actually pulled Feng Xingying. Entered personal space.
At this time, he has not left the Divine Phoenix Realm, and he can still enjoy the time bonus of one day and one year.
His aura continued to rise, so frightened that Feng Xingying quickly pushed Qin Molin's body away:
"Stop it."
"Okay. Let me hold her for a moment. Just one moment will be enough." Qin Molin's sudden move made Feng Xingying quiet down. The whole world was also quiet. She was in his arms, so quiet.
He didn't go any further. He just touched her forehead lightly with his lips. After placing a sip on her eyelids, he said softly:
"What to eat?"
"Beggar's chicken, grilled fish, spicy shrimp, crystal elbow." Feng Xingying subconsciously named several dishes.
"Okay." Qin Molin said with a smile on his face, "Wait for me for a while."
"Um."
Feng Xingying followed Qin Molin and watched the supernatural being use his clones to prepare ingredients for her, leaving his main body to refine the weapons.
Such people are simply not human!
Qin Molin's clone technique is too powerful, Feng Xingying doesn't know how to do it. If Feng Xingying was asked to cook, she would be extremely busy by herself.
How is it like Qin Molin, who can move with several clones and refine weapons at the same time.
"What are you practicing?" Feng Xingying asked curiously.
"Ji Yun's application of magical skills is superb. I have to make more preparations." Qin Molin replied.
It was also the first time that Feng Xingying saw Qin Molin preparing so nervously, and he became nervous.
What she actually cares more about is: "How long do we have to wait?"
"Three years." Qin Molin gave the time: "That is three days from the outside world. From the time Ji Yun issued the war letter, to now, he has almost assembled his troops and is currently surrounding Qilin City.
Qilin City must be in chaos. It is also the best time to remediate and deteriorate. If I go back too early, they may not be under enough pressure and may still be lazy. "
"But what if Qilin City cannot hold on?" Feng Xingying was a little worried: "You won't regret it?"
Qin Molin replied calmly: "No. If it can't hold on for three days, it proves that the roots of Qilin City are rotten. How about uprooting it and giving it to Ji Yun?"
Feng Xingying couldn't help but take another look. At this time, Qin Molin had another clone, set up a chessboard and was playing a game of chess with Feng Xingying.
Qin Molin's fingers were slender and strong, with clear joints holding the black chess piece, and he moved it calmly and calmly.
Their round was a reflection of the battle in Qilin City. When Feng Xingying started, he was worried about Qin Molin, and Aiwujiwuxia was a little confused.
At this time, Feng Xingying calmed down, her chess skills were not superior to Qin Molin's.
But Qin Molin was playing chess, refining weapons, and cooking at the same time. This god-like clone technique is so enviable.