"Where are we going?" Feng Xingying looked at the route Qin Molin took, and it didn't seem like he was going back to Feng's house.
"Kiss me and I'll tell you." Qin Molin responded in a good mood.
However, all he got was a blank stare from Feng Xingying.
Qin Molin didn't take it seriously, and smiled: "I think it looks good when you roll your eyes. It seems that I want you to roll your eyes more in the future."
"..." Feng Xingying was completely speechless.
She really wanted to take a closer look. Was the man in front of her really the legendary King Leng of Dali Kingdom? Or did she change the core like her
"I know I'm handsome. If you like it, just take a few more glances." Qin Molin whispered in Feng Xingying's ear, and couldn't help but lick her small and delicate earlobe.
"Are you a dog?" Feng Xingying immediately became furious and struggled to get down.
This guy was really hateful. Although no one noticed his little moves, Feng Xingying's earlobes were extremely sensitive. When he bit her like this, his whole face was stained with a layer of crimson clouds.
"Hey, don't move, we're here." Qin Molin's voice returned to a cold and serious tone.
This guy.
It's obviously his fault, but he turns around and acts serious!
—
Feng Xingying looked up and saw a towering dark green pillar in the distance.
The most wonderful sight in the Dali calendar - Tongtian Pillar!
It is also the symbol of Tsutenkaku Tower.
No one knows the origin of Tongtian Pavilion. They only know that Tongtian Pavilion is the only place for every spirit to awaken and test their qualifications.
Its branches are spread all over the Yunxi Continent, and every Tongtian Pavilion branch has such a towering Tongtian Pillar.
The Babel Pillar contains all her grievances and humiliations over the years, her annual tests, and her annual despair.
Perhaps due to the inner shadow of the original owner, Feng Xingying's hands and feet turned out to be somewhat cold.
"If you don't want to go, it's still too late."
"Why don't you go?" Feng Xingying was full of fighting spirit.
She was also curious about what kind of fire spirit power could actually compete with the God of Death, Jiuyin Juemai, for so many years.
"You wait here, I'm going to invite an old friend." Qin Molin reached out and touched Feng Xingying's head, a trace of love flashed in his eyes.
She's really, really tough. She is not as delicate as a flower on the outside. In her heart, she is just a weed that cannot be destroyed by strong winds and rains.
Feng Xingying nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
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Outside Tongtian Pavilion, it was bustling at this time.
It's spring, and it's the day when Tsutenkaku's annual qualification test is held.
Young people in Ningzhou City, whether they were nobles from aristocratic families or ordinary people, gathered outside Tongtian Pavilion, waiting for the surprise that might come.
Among these people, the most dazzling ones are the two girls standing in the front, one in green clothes and one in white skirt, as beautiful as clouds and as ethereal as immortals.
The person wearing Tsing Yi is the Ninth Princess Nangong Yulian, who is ranked third in the Dali Kingdom on the Tongtian List and is known as the second beauty and the most talented woman in the Dali Kingdom.
And the girl in white is Feng Yuexian, who ranks tenth on the Dali list.
At this time, the arrival of another person attracted all the attention.
"Look, she actually has the nerve to come."
"Tsk~~You are dressed in a tacky way, and you come to Tongten Pavilion dressed like this. Do you think this is Baihua Pavilion?"
"Isn't she disfigured?"
"I heard that she was reincarnated. How dare she come to such a sacred place as Tongten Pavilion?"
One sentence, one sound.
Discussions ranging from low to high reached Feng Xingying's ears.
Feng Xingying, however, just pretended that someone farted a few times and kept walking forward.
She walked all the way to the front of the crowd, next to the two fairy-like figures.