"You asked me to open the road to Hehuan Palace for you. Now that you've finished it and you've got the beauty, are you going to burn the bridge across the river?" The man in purple didn't give Qin Molin any face.
"Otherwise?" Qin Molin's lips curled up with a hint of unruly arc, "Do you want to teach me a lesson? Come on, let's fight for our strength."
"Okay. Don't be afraid of you. I may not be afraid of you. I also want to see how far our Tongtian Pavilion Master has grown now."
The battle is about to break out.
Feng Xingying finally understood.
The so-called Fire Phoenix Adventure Group's discovery of the underground palace and the inheritance of the Hehuan Palace were a plot from beginning to end.
A trap carefully laid by Qin Molin in order to win back her heart.
Even though he was plotted against, Feng Xingying couldn't hate Qin Molin.
At least in this game, she gained the most, and Qin Molin's heart for her was true, and she could see her own heart clearly.
As for whether he was calculated or not, it no longer matters what the method was.
Well, it seems that this is the person who helped Qin Molin set up the situation. No wonder he has a resentful face.
Oops, Feng Xingying had already begun to automatically think that she was the one who stole Qin Molin from the man in purple, so the man in purple was awkward towards her and resentful towards Qin Molin.
Such an explanation is surprisingly smooth!
Feng Xingying is obviously not a rotten girl.
But seeing the handsome and noble face of the man in purple gradually approaching Qin Molin, both of them felt breathtakingly beautiful. After being in the same frame, they really matched each other!
"It's okay to fight, just change the place." Qin Molin's face darkened.
"I won't. If you don't accept the inheritance, then fight here!" The man in purple actually started to act rogue
"Then let her out first." Qin Molin was angry.
"This is my territory, I won't."
Qin Molin's anger became even stronger: "You clearly know that once we take action, everything around us will be affected. Do you want to watch her die?"
"No, you just need to protect her. If you don't protect your woman yourself, why do you want me to take action?" The man in purple still had a sour feeling when he spoke.
Um, no way
Feng Xingying wiped his sweat secretly, and had already silently brainstormed hundreds of thousands of words about the story the two of them had to tell.
Unexpectedly, Qin Molin suddenly unleashed his ultimate move: "Xingying, take out your Xihuang Sword."
Feng Xingying subconsciously listened to Qin Molin's words and took out the Xihuang Sword.
At this time, the Xihuang Sword space was sealed and could not be opened, exactly the same as when Feng Xingying first got her.
But it is completely different from the Xihuang Sword that was once held in Nangong Chu's hand.
At this time, the Xihuang Sword showed a crimson color. The two flying phoenixes on the sword body, one red and one white, were intertwined with each other translucently, reflecting each other, which was really beautiful.
The man in purple just stared blankly at the sword in Feng Xingying's hand, entering an infinite state of distraction.
Feng Xingying was the most helpless.
Because the person in purple ignored Feng Xingying the most from the beginning to the end!
When he first came in, he didn't look at her, only Qin Molin.
Now, he still didn't look at her face, only staring at the Xihuang Sword in Feng Xingying's hand without blinking.
"Do you want it?" Qin Molin said jokingly. Without waiting for the man to answer, he added: "I won't give it to you even if you want it."
"You tell Xihuang Sword today that you want to kill Feng Xingying. Do you dare?"
The man in purple snorted coldly, and with a bang, a black light shone on Feng Xingying's Xihuang Sword.
It turned out to be a simple wooden scabbard.
But as soon as he got it, Feng Xingying felt something different.
It is obviously just a light green color and looks no different from ordinary wood.