Qin Molin finally took a look at Feng Xingying, with a smile on his face.

Feng Xingying saw Qin Molin's sunny smile for the first time.

It turns out that Qin Molin also has such a sunny, relaxed, sunny side like a sunny boy.

He kisses her lips, pure and clean kiss, without any feeling, but mixed with blood.

He even forced his blood into his mouth, and then poured it back into Feng Xingying's mouth.

In this crazy way, the soul of Feng Xingying is trembling.

"No!"

"Stop, are you crazy?"

Feng Xingying wants to stop him, but her soul floats in the air and can't stop him at all.

Until, a little bit of his blood ran out.

His body is a little weak and shriveled at the speed visible to the naked eye, and finally looks like a skeleton.

Feng Xingying is on the verge of collapse.

She tried again and again to stop his madness and stupidity, and in the end, they all turned into extravagance.

Finally, she saw him.

Because he also became the soul body and left the body.

"You are stupid." With tears in his eyes, Feng Xingying hugs him.

"I will."

He is still so overbearing and willful.

Together, they look at their own bodies as if they were soul bodies.

It's strange and subtle.

Until, a strange force, pull them back to the body.

Feng Xingying opened her eyes, and there was no smell of blood in her mouth.

Look at Qin Molin again, he just lay quietly, not weak into a skeleton.

Everything seems like a dream.

"What's going on?"

Qin Molin also woke up and looked at Feng Xingying.

There was a flame in his eyes that could not be repressed.

He rushed to Feng Xingying regardless of everything: "it's good to be alive. I just want to love you well."

His voice is familiar and strange, with the evil spirit of madness, his kiss fanaticism like a raging tide, like to swallow the shadow of the sealed star in the boundless valley.

His hand reached out to her collar.

Feng Xingying suddenly pushed him away:

"who are you?"

"Don't you know me?" Qin Molin's eyes with a wisp of sadness: "or do you think of other men?"

"You are not Qin Molin." Feng Xingying's voice was as cold as iron. In her hand, a flame suddenly threw at the familiar man in front of her.

"Boom!"

The burning fire suddenly drowned Qin Molin.

And then he just disappeared.

"Congratulations, you have passed the first test of Hehuan palace. Whether to enter the second level now. " Mechanical electronic sound, from the top of my head.

"Who are you?" Feng Xingying was very upset: "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 meet the person you love, you can at least pass the third level. As for whether to accept inheritance or not, it has nothing to do with me. I'm just a trial messenger. " The trial messenger never appears, but the mechanical electronic sound comes from the right side, and the direction changes every time.

Feng Xingying closed her eyes and adjusted her breath. Her body has just recovered from the frozen state. She still needs time to adapt and adjust.

Qin Molin's sunny smile just now made her feel that everything was a little untrue. When she came back, from a doctor's point of view, she could judge that her body had been saved by people with strong spiritual power, which had nothing to do with blood. There was no blood in her mouth.

At this time, Feng Xingying already felt that something was wrong.

It's really a famous palace.

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