After Feng Xingying entered Xihuang sword space, he was still wrapped in Qin Molin's black bone Tianling silk cloak.
The dark color and smooth and soft texture make Feng Xingying think of Qin Molin involuntarily.
She is so quietly curled up into a ball, the body around countless small fireballs flying, is to supplement her spiritual power, also seems to heal her now about to collapse heart.
"Don't cry, child. Next time you are bullied, soak Xihuang sword with blood. Then I will find a way to save you. No matter how strong the opponent is, being a teacher can save you back! " Lihuang Tianzun's voice is full of domineering.
But Feng Xingying knows that if he wants to get something, he must pay equal or even more.
If you want to be a sword spirit, you have to consume a lot of accumulated ability. Otherwise, the master would not tell her that he was so good to her.
"I'm fine." Feng Xingying was inexplicably warm.
The feeling of having a home is that there is a person who can act in her arms no matter how scarred you are outside, no matter whether you are beautiful or ugly, talented or useless.
"It's nothing. I can't beat Xiaoqiang." Feng Xingying smiles like stars.
She couldn't see Lihuang Tianzun, but she could feel Shifu's satisfied smile.
"Now that it's all right, practice the dual attribute fusion spirit skill that I found for you."
"In an hour." Feng Xingying shook his head: "wait till I go back."
It's rare that Lihuang Tianzun didn't force her to practice this time.
Feng Xingying reappeared. He had changed into a set of standard fire series Mithril master's robe, and walked out of Tongtian Pavilion step by step with a solemn and noble face belonging to the master.
Qin Yi was puzzled, these two water emulsions melt together, should not be affectionate?
Why did his royal highness Leng Wang just come out with a frosty face and say, "pack up and go."
Now it's the same cold face of Feng Xingying.
Is ice face contagious?
Although ice beauty is very charming, it's too cold, isn't it?
Qin Yi is afraid to ask Qin Molin, but Feng Xingying side, he also dare to speak.
"Princess, what's the matter with you?"
"Who is your princess?" Feng Xingying gets angry when he hears this name.
Qin Molin is a bully. He likes to impose his own ideas on others.
The original sweet, in the overbearing forced, changed some flavor.
For example, he asked her to do the cold Princess thing, she clearly did not agree, but the cold palace people, see feng Xingying, are calling the princess.
He means, no matter whether she answers or not, is she his person?
But why?
Feng Xingying is neither Nangong Yulian nor Ling chuxue. She has her own ideas and doesn't want to be a vassal of anyone.
At this time, hearing the title of Princess again, Feng Xingying didn't turn over on the spot. It's not that she has a good temper, it's because she can't beat Qin Yi!
In this regard, Feng Xingying can only ignore him.
But Qin Yi didn't know himself clearly, so he had to follow Feng Xingying and say:
"princess, are you angry? You don't know how much my master cares for you. For fear of your accident, he himself was injured. "
"I don't know, I don't want to know!" Feng Xingying's anger rose, and he also had some killing spirit.
Qin Yi was a little stunned.
But as Qin Molin's side, he still can't help explaining with Feng Xingying.
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