Feng Xingying didn't notice Qin Molin's strange, always felt that he was the cold king with ice face.

If you don't agree with me, I'll freeze you. Well, it's very good.

For such a cold king, you don't have to do anything, just let it go.

At least Feng Xingying thinks so.

She is now like a curious baby, is trying to explore her third attribute - poison attribute.

Feng Xingying didn't wake up last time this time.

This time, the poison attribute is not only undetermined, but also a normal congenital spirit.

In other words, although Feng Xingying awakened the poison attribute, he had to face the fact that the poison attribute strength was too low.

Fortunately, on that piece of purple spirit honey, the blessing of the queen bee was condensed, which could have made Feng Xingying break through from the fifth level great spirit Master to the Xuanling master.

But Feng Xingying didn't have such a choice. She didn't want to advance so quickly before her foundation was unstable.

So these spiritual powers were infused into the poison attribute by her.

In this way, after sacrificing this advanced opportunity, Feng Xingying's poison attribute also quickly reached the realm of great spirit Master.

But again, what is the nature of poison? Feng Xingying's face is muddled. He can't use it at all!

After studying for a long time, Feng Xingying still decided to bite her teeth and brazenly asked:

"dear Lord Leng, what is the nature of poison?"

"It's not a good name. Shout again." Qin Molin is not happy.

"Lord Qin Molin." Feng Xingying looks helpless.

Who can tell her that this niggard is really Qin Molin?

Did she really not meet Qin Molin?

"Hum." Qin Molin ignored her, meaning is very clear, is to continue to shout.

Feng Xingying blinks, turns his head and gives Qin Molin a grimace.

Huh? What's wrong?

Qin Molin is immersed in Feng Xingying's charming smile, but he finds that he is gone.

Damn it!

How can I forget that she still has a space.

And it's a space to stay for two hours as soon as you enter.

Two hours, two hours!

Qin Molin wants to tie up Feng Xingying and beat him.

But no one is here!

Qin Molin can only put a cavity of anger on the innocent tree next to him.

On the contrary, it's Feng Xingying.

After entering the Xihuang sword space, there was a lot of complaints:

"ah, young people today are in good health and don't know how to control. This kind of thing is too much to hurt. Girls are OK, men consume a lot.

But it's OK. When he can't do it, my star shadow will change another one. "

"Master, where can I be so miserable?" Feng Xingying can't bear it.

"You say that now, it seems that the young man has good physical strength."

"I didn't..." Even if Feng Xingying's whole body is full of mouth, it's estimated that he can't say that he's a Li Huang Tianzun.

Jiang is old and spicy. Master, he is too unruly, too eloquent and too crooked.

In fact, with her experience, you can feel it from Feng Xingying's physical state.

Besides, Xihuang sword is the soul of fengxingying. It has been integrated into fengxingying's blood. It can feel what fengxingying is doing by feeling fengxingying's blood all the time.

When Feng Xingying died, Lihuang Tianzun also secretly released Xihuang sword's light shield, which slightly resisted Ling chuxue's guard attack.

Otherwise, Feng Xingying's arm would not tremble, but would be cut off directly.

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