Feng Xingying didn't notice anything strange about Qin Molin. He always felt that he was still the ice-faced King Leng.
If you don't agree with someone, you'll be cold and cold. Well, that's very good and very cold.
For such a cold king, there is no need to do anything, just let it go.
At least that's what Feng Xingying thinks.
She is now like a curious baby, trying hard to explore her third attribute - the poison attribute.
Feng Xingying didn't have the good luck of awakening last time this time.
This time, the poison attribute has not only a star rating to be determined, but also a normal innate spirit.
In other words, although Feng Xingying has awakened the poison attribute, he must face the fact that the poison attribute strength is too low.
Fortunately, the piece of purple spirit honey was condensed with the queen bee's blessing, which could have allowed Feng Xingying to break through from a fifth-level great spiritual master to a mysterious spiritual master in one fell swoop.
But Feng Xingying didn't choose that. She didn't want to advance so quickly before her foundation was unstable.
So these spiritual powers were poured into the poison attribute by her.
In this way, after sacrificing this opportunity to advance, Feng Xingying's poison attribute quickly reached the level of a great spiritual master.
But the question comes again, what exactly is the poison attribute? Feng Xingying looked confused and didn't know how to use it at all!
After studying for a long time, Feng Xingying decided to bite the bullet and asked shamelessly:
"Dear His Royal Highness King Leng, may I ask, what is the attribute of poison?"
"That's a bad name. Let's call it again." Qin Molin was unhappy.
"Lord Qin Molin." Feng Xingying looked helpless.
Who can tell her that the stingy guy in front of her is really Qin Molin
Did she really not meet the fake Qin Molin
"Humph." Qin Molin ignored her, his meaning was very clear, and he just continued to shout.
Feng Xingying blinked, turned his head, and gave Qin Molin a grimace.
Um? Something is wrong
Qin Molin was immersed in Feng Xingying's charming smile, but found that the person was gone.
Damn it!
How could I forget that she still has space
And it is a space where you stay for two hours once you enter.
Two hours, two full hours!
Qin Molin really wanted to tie Feng Xingying up and beat him up.
But no one is there!
Qin Molin could only hit the innocent tree next to him with anger.
On the contrary, it was Feng Xingying.
After entering the Xihuang Sword Space, what greeted us was a barrage of complaints:
"Hey, today's young people rely on their good health and don't know how to exercise control. If this kind of thing is done too much, it will hurt the body. Girls are fine, but men consume a lot.
But it’s okay. When he dies, my Xingying will replace it with another one. "
"Master, how could I be so unbearable!" Feng Xingying couldn't bear it anymore.
"You say it now, it seems that the young man has good physical strength."
"I didn't..." Even if Feng Xingying had a mouth all over his body, he probably couldn't be compared to Lihuang Tianzun.
Ginger is still old and spicy, this master is too unruly, too eloquent, and too good at going astray.
In fact, based on her experience, she could feel it from Feng Xingying's physical condition.
Besides, Xihuang Sword is Feng Xingying's natal spiritual weapon and has been integrated into Feng Xingying's blood. It can feel what Feng Xingying is doing by sensing Feng Xingying's blood condition at all times.
Including when Feng Xingying narrowly escaped death, Lihuang Tianzun also secretly released the light shield of Xihuang Sword, which slightly blocked Ling Chuxue's protective attack for her.
Otherwise, Feng Xingying's arm would not be trembling, but directly cut off.