On the way, Qin Molin was not afraid of the severe cold and held Feng Xingying tightly in his arms.
Qin Molin activated his own spiritual power, mainly using the dual attributes of water and fire. Through his body as a relay, he endured the strangeness of the biting ice and dissolved the ice on her body layer by layer.
By the time they arrived at Tongtian Pavilion, Feng Xingying had recovered from a cold ice sculpture to its original appearance.
However, her body, blood, Jieyu, lips and teeth were still frozen by ice, and her skin was soft but mixed with a biting coldness.
Feng Xingying's freezing this time has already hurt his heart.
The Jiuyin Juemei is already difficult to suppress.
Qin Molin pitifully ran his fingers across her thick and curved length. The cold, moist touch was like a flame, igniting the heat in his body from the inside out.
Qin Molin could resist Peach Blossom Curtain's aphrodisiac with his powerful spiritual power, but he could not resist Feng Xingying's warmth.
Her coldness was the source of all the fire in his heart.
Qin Molin felt as if he was being held on fire, burning hotter and hotter, and the raging fire spread and tormented.
Feng Xingying's coldness was no longer a biting cold, but a ray of clear spring that refreshed his heart. However, this ray of clear spring did not lower his temperature, but made his body hotter and hotter.
He held her tightly in his arms, using his hot body temperature to warm her frozen blood.
Although Feng Xingying was frozen, he could still feel the familiar aura and familiar warmth.
She wants more.
She twisted slightly, trying to get a little deeper into his arms.
However, her small movement damnably touched Qin Molin's tight nerves.
His body felt swollen and uncomfortable due to her twisting and grinding.
He lowered his head suddenly, prying open her frozen lips and teeth domineeringly, and his hot lips ignited the clear flow in her body.
His tongue followed her up, wandering between her cold lips and teeth, indulgently.
Feng Xingying was already addicted to the aphrodisiac, and was even more troubled by the cold. What she was most attached to at this time was his warmth.
Even though her will is unprecedentedly weak, she can still distinguish the breath.
She will subconsciously resist anyone except Qin Molin.
Only Qin Molin.
It can make her drop all her defenses regardless of anything and just be willing to bloom for him.
Feeling Feng Xingying's subconscious response, Qin Molin seemed to have received the greatest encouragement, and his offensive became more fierce and fierce.
In a semi-confused state, Feng Xingying had no so-called worldly shackles in his heart, only the most instinctive response.
Qin Molin found that he was increasingly unable to resist her temptation.
And her body also had no immunity to him.
Everything is just right.
Parted lips.
Qin Molin took a deep look at the woman in front of him. Her coldness made him pity her, and her heat made him forget his feelings.
"Feng Xingying, will you be my princess? Maybe the future will not be smooth sailing. I promise you that I will protect you from the wind and rain no matter what.
As long as I, Qin Molin, haven't fallen down, I won't allow anyone to hurt you. "
After that, Qin Molin took Feng Xingying's little hand, spread it out carefully, and drew a strange rune on it with his own blood.
The runes disappeared without any trace.
In Feng Xingying's consciousness, these words really resonated again.
He actually made a spiritual oath.
In Yunxi Continent, even if they get married, few people will take a spiritual vow.
After all, spiritual oaths are different from ordinary oaths in that they are extremely binding.