It's a pity that the ice sculpture can melt in front of Li Wuqing.
He has a fire attribute and can melt ice faster than Feng Xingying can condense ice.
The two fell into a stalemate.
"Is it interesting?" Li Wuqing sneered.
Feng Xingying suddenly smiled, a bright and sad smile: "You can stop me from escaping, but you can't stop me from committing suicide. My ice goes straight into my heart and lungs, and you can't stop it."
These were the last words Feng Xingying said.
After saying this, she stopped moving because she couldn't move.
Her heart has turned into a block of ice. If she continues, she will definitely die!
"Damn!" Li Qingwu stretched out his hand towards Feng Xingying: "Do you think that fighting with death can prevent me from getting the inheritance? I, Li Qingwu, have grown up so big, and I have never failed to do anything I want to do."
After saying that, Li Wuqing went to tear Feng Xingying's clothes roughly.
"Humph!" A dull hum suddenly sounded.
A tall and tall black figure, as if fused with the night, suddenly appeared in front of Li Wuqing.
"Are you worthy of touching my man?" The domineering voice was mixed with anger and a sense of suppressed fear.
"Who are you?" Li Wuqing felt nervous and knew that his opponent was strong.
"Her man." Qin Molin put his hand gently on Feng Xingying's shoulder, his spiritual power flowing like water, nourishing Feng Xingying's body and reaching his heart.
He couldn't let her freeze.
Li Wuqing had a cold face. Although he knew Qin Molin was powerful, he refused to give up.
His body suddenly transformed into a black panther and pounced on Feng Xingying.
Li Wuqing knew that he was no match for Qin Molin, so he could only contain Qin Molin by attacking him from the east to the west and attacking him to save him.
It might be better if Li Wuqing fought hard with Qin Molin.
If he dared to touch Feng Xingying, he would really touch Qin Molin's reverse scale.
In Qin Molin's rage, the coquettish fire lotus flew out from the palm of his hand, which was as beautiful as picturesque. However, Li Wuqing desperately found that he was trapped in the fire lotus.
The temperature in the fire lotus is getting higher and higher.
"Are you from Linshan? Please spare me. Our Li family is also a subsidiary family of Linshan. My grandfather..."
The originally domineering Li Wuqing could no longer utter a single word in Qin Molin's fire lotus, and was gradually burned to ashes, with not even ashes left.
"Who are you and what does it have to do with me?" Qin Molin's voice was as ethereal as smoke: "I only know that you hurt her, and everyone who hurt her will die.
Including myself. "
Feng Xingying's heart has begun to gradually freeze after being destroyed by the condensation of black ice several times.
She has entered the legendary mysterious realm, or in other words, is her soul leaving her body when she is about to die
Feng Xingying could clearly see and hear what was happening around her, but her body was motionless and completely out of her control.
She wanted to reach out and hold Qin Molin's hand, but she couldn't.
She wanted to touch his face, to say her final goodbyes.
But all the actions turned into nothingness in the end.
She remained motionless.
Only a few tears as clear and moist as ice jade fell from his eyes.
Qin Molin looked at Feng Xingying in front of him, almost going crazy with heartache.
He kissed the tears on her face crazily and murmured:
"I was wrong, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have forced you.
Does it mean that if I don’t confine you, you won’t leave me? If you are always by my side, you won't be bullied
I know I was wrong. Come back, okay? "
His kisses were as fine as rain, falling on her cheek little by little. There was no love, only deep remorse and guilt.