Chapter 28

"Where are we going?" Feng Xingying looks at Qin Molin's route and doesn't seem to be going back to Feng's home.

"Give me a kiss and I'll let you know." Qin Molin is in a good mood to respond.

However, all he got was a shadow of the star.

But Qin Mo Lin didn't like it. He said with a smile, "I think it's pretty good for you to roll your eyes. It seems that you should roll your eyes more in the future."

“……” Feng Xingying is completely speechless.

She really wants to have a closer look. Is this man really the legendary cold king of Dali? Or just like her?

"I know I'm handsome. If you like to see it, you can see it more." Qin Molin whispered in Feng Xingying's ear and licked her delicate earlobe.

"Do you belong to a dog?" Feng Xingying immediately blew up and struggled to get down.

This guy is really hateful. Although no one can see his little movements, the earlobe of Feng Xingying is extremely sensitive. When he bites him like this, his whole face is stained with a layer of crimson clouds.

"Darling, don't move. It's here." Qin Molin's voice was cold and serious again.

This guy.

It's just that he's not right. He's serious when he turns around!

-

Feng Xingying looked up and saw a towering dark green pillar in the distance.

The first wonder of Dali -- tongtianzhu!

It is also the symbol of Tongtian Pavilion.

No one knows the origin of Tongtian Pavilion, only that Tongtian Pavilion is a necessary place for every spiritual person to wake up and test their aptitude.

Its branches are all over Yunxi mainland countries, and every branch of Tongtian pavilion has such a towering pillar.

Tongtianzhu, where carrying all her years of grievances and humiliation, once a year of testing, once a year of despair.

Maybe because of the influence of the shadow in the heart of the original owner, Feng Xingying even has some cold hands and feet.

"If you don't want to go, it's still time."

"Why not?" Feng Xingying is full of war.

She is also very curious, what kind of fire spirit power can even compete with death nine Yin Jue pulse for so many years.

"You wait here. I'll invite an old friend." Qin Molin reached out and touched Xingying's head. A trace of affection flashed in his eyes.

She's really tough. It's not as delicate as her appearance. In fact, it's the wild grass that can't be destroyed by the storm.

Feng Xingying nodded and didn't ask much.

-

outside the Tongtian Pavilion, it is busy at this time.

It's spring, and it's time for Tongtian pavilion to test its qualification every year.

Young people in ningzhou City, whether they are noble sons or ordinary people, gather outside Tongtian Pavilion, waiting for the surprise that may come.

Among these people, the most dazzling is the two girls standing in the front, a green dress, a white skirt, beautiful as clouds, ethereal as immortals.

Wearing green clothes, is the ninth Princess Nangong Yulian, who ranks third in Dali's qualification, is known as the second beauty and the first talented woman of Dali.

The girl in white is the tenth fengyuexian in Dali.

At this time, because of the arrival of another person, all eyes are attracted to go.

"Look, she has a face."

"Cut ~ ~ a vulgar, unexpectedly dressed like this to Tongtian Pavilion, think here is a hundred flowers building?"

"Isn't she disfigured?"

"It's said that she has been turned, and has the face to come to such a sacred place as Tongtian pavilion?"

Every sentence, every sound.

The discussion from low to high was introduced into Fengxing Yinger.

Feng Xingying, however, only when someone farted a few times at his side, continued to move forward.

She went all the way to the front of the crowd, where the two fairies were.

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!