Qin Molin took one last look at Feng Xingying, and a smile appeared on his face.
It was the first time that Feng Xingying saw Qin Molin's sunny smile.
It turns out that Qin Molin also has such a sunny and relieved side, as warm and sunny as a sunny boy.
He kissed her lips, a pure and clean kiss without any emotion, but mixed with a trace of blood.
He actually forced all his blood to flow into his mouth, and then poured it into Feng Xingying's mouth.
Such a crazy way made Feng Xingying's soul tremble.
"don't want!"
"Stop it, are you crazy?"
Feng Xingying wanted to stop him, but her soul was floating in the air and she couldn't stop him at all.
Until his blood ran out bit by bit.
His body became weaker and shriveled up bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it finally looked like a withered skeleton.
Feng Xingying was already on the verge of collapse.
She tried to stop his madness and stupidity again and again, but in the end, it all turned into a luxury.
Until she finally saw him.
Because he also became a soul body and left the body.
"You're so stupid." Feng Xingying had tears in her eyes and took the initiative to hug him tightly.
"I do."
He is still so domineering and willful.
Together, they looked at their own bodies as soul bodies.
This feeling is strange and subtle.
Until a strange force pulled them back to their bodies.
Feng Xingying opened her eyes, and there was no smell of blood in her mouth.
Looking at Qin Molin again, he was just lying quietly, not weakened into a skeleton.
Everything seemed like a dream.
"what on earth is it?"
Qin Molin also woke up and looked at Feng Xingying with burning eyes.
There was an irrepressible fire in his eyes.
He threw himself at Feng Xingying desperately: "It's great to be alive. I just want to love you well."
His voice was familiar yet unfamiliar, with a sinister madness, and his kiss was as passionate as a raging tide, as if he wanted to engulf Feng Xingying in the boundless valley.
His hand reached for her collar.
But Feng Xingying pushed him away suddenly:
"Who are you!"
"Don't you recognize me anymore?" Qin Molin said with a trace of sadness in his eyes, "Or are you thinking of another man?"
"You are not Qin Molin." Feng Xingying's voice was as cold as iron. In her hand, a ball of flame was thrown towards the familiar man in front of her.
"boom!"
The raging fire suddenly drowned Qin Molin.
Then, he just disappeared.
"Congratulations, you passed the first level of the Hehuan Palace trial. Do you want to enter the second level now?" A mechanical electronic sound sounded from above.
"Who are you?" Feng Xingying was very unhappy: "I refuse to accept the inheritance of your Hehuan Palace."
"You don't need to know who I am. You just need to know that if you want to see the person you love, you must at least pass the third level. As for whether you accept the inheritance or not, it has nothing to do with me. I am just the trial messenger." Trial Messenger. It never showed up, but the mechanical electronic sound came from the right again, and the direction changed every time.
Feng Xingying closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing. Her body had just recovered from the frozen state, and she still needed time to adapt and adjust.
Qin Molin's sunny smile just now made her feel that everything was a little unreal. But after she returned to her soul, from a doctor's perspective, she could tell that her body was saved by someone's powerful spiritual power, and it had nothing to do with blood. . There was no trace of blood in her mouth.
At this time, Feng Xingying already felt that something was wrong.
This Hehuan Palace is indeed quite famous.