But now, after the charm of Mrs. Guo and the peach blossom curtain induced the original desire in her heart, Ji Jue also began to become a little crazy.

As a man, his beauty is no less than that of Mrs. Guo.

At this time, he seems to be blackened, with a trace of evil temperament on his face, and step by step toward Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying half lies on the ground, quietly watching him approach.

She burst into a funny smile.

Just at this time, Feng Xingying's lips gushed blood, and the stimulation of labor made her recover her sense temporarily.

The next moment, Feng Xingying disappears in front of Ji Jue.

Without the deliberate bondage of Mrs. Guo, Feng Xingying can finally return to Xihuang sword space.

Only this time, the situation of Feng Xingying is a little miserable.

She is also a human being. She can't control her emotions perfectly. If she wants to get rid of Mrs. Guo's medicine for the time being, Feng Xingying's only way is to bite her tongue.

Deep into the bone marrow of pain, let Feng Xingying temporarily restore reason, can temporarily return to space.

This time, she belittled the enemy.

She thought about how to deal with Mrs. Guo's ruthlessness, but she didn't think that Mrs. Guo was "too affectionate!"

Feng Xingying is different from other people.

When others are urged to do something, they will get hot all over. On the contrary, she gets cold all over.

But the effect is the same.

She was so cold that she just wanted to find a heat source.

For this physical instinct, Feng Xingying felt ashamed.

Even if she was ashamed, she could not resist the instinct of her body.

Only when Ji Jue was close to her, her mind was full of the taste of Qin Molin, and she felt different breath, which made her wake up.

If that person is Qin Molin, maybe she won't wake up.

Or, if there is no one in her heart, she will succumb to the instinct of her body.

After entering the space of Xihuang sword, Feng Xingying is thrown on the bed of burning heart by Lihuang Tianzun to accept the burning fire.

Clearly by the flame baked, Feng Xingying still feel cold and piercing.

Cold to the extreme, Feng Xingying takes out the Jade Flute, but he doesn't have the strength to blow it. He just mumbles a name:

"Qin Molin"

The top of Mount Lin.

It is known as a place beyond the world.

There is a strong border, ordinary people or low-level spirit, will be blocked by the border, can only see the unreachable fairy mountain.

Qin Molin's figure suddenly appeared in the transmission array at the foot of the mountain.

Outside the array, the noble woman, who had been guarding all along, had a proud smile on her face.

He came back after all, for her.

The woman called from a distance, "lin'er."

Who knows, Qin Molin only looked at her, nodded to her, threw a storage bag in the past, and then walked back into the transmission array.

The woman was a little confused, her eyes were full of attachment and unwilling, but she could only watch him disappear in front of her own eyes.

"Madame." The black guard bowed to the woman, but it was no longer kneeling.

"Follow lin'er and see what he's going to do."

"This Not so good. Third young master, he doesn't like being followed. I'm afraid, "

" what you're afraid of and what's wrong with you is on me. I don't believe it. His wings are hard. He doesn't even want his mother! "

The man in black raised his eyes secretly.

I really want to tell her that you guessed right.

Forget it, one more thing is better than one less thing, he still decided to re-enter the transmission array. Go with the third young master obediently.

The third young master's business, who cares who is unlucky, the madam is not unknown.

Somehow, he suddenly thought of the girl who spoke impolitely in the third young master's courtyard.

Maybe he'll listen to her?

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