Chapter 713

He gave up his spiritual power and gave up everything, just like an ordinary person, communicating with her deeply in the most primitive way of communication between men and women.

He could feel the same passion in her heart when her bodies were linked together.

This little enthusiasm, however, has the potential to start a prairie fire, which stimulates the fire in his chest.

He felt that his body was like a piece of hot iron baked in the volcano. Only her cold jade bone was the destination he wanted most.

Indefatigable depth, forget the time, forget the place, they only left each other in the eyes of each other.

Even, they are no longer willing to see with their eyes. Their tightly connected bodies can replace all vision and language.

He heard her longing and encouragement for him in her heart, he heard her satisfied mouth under him, he heard her body, like the voice of flowers.

This filled his heart with satisfaction and accomplishment.

Every time she can't help her voice, it's his credit.

He set her on fire.

He brought her happiness, not pain.

That's what he wanted to give Feng Xingying.

At this time, wish, forever.

If not, have a moment, also satisfied.

He no longer tried to imprison her, because the imprisoned Feng Xingying was not so fresh.

He only hated that he understood too late.

Love to the depth of the natural release.

It's like the sun rising and the moon setting, the stars following the established track, the beauty of nature and the sky in front of them.

Two people's heads, each suspended from a palm sized star stone, the shadow of the stars is warm dazzling red, Qin Molin is rich in ink.

Qin Mo Lin grabs them and puts them on himself and Feng Xing Ying, covering all the spring.

At this time, they have wiped out all the love between the valley, the two tacit understanding to look up, feel the star stone mutual attraction and rapid rotation.

In the star stone traction rotation, a door, creak opened.

An old voice came from the door:

"the palace of joyous Lovers has finally ushered in its new owner."

At this time, Feng Xingying and Qin Molin calm down, quietly looking at the front door.

The door is open, but the world inside is unknown.

Feng Xingying suddenly shook his head: "I can't accept the inheritance of Hehuan palace. I can't be sorry for my master."

"Good." Qin Molin nodded.

Two people unexpectedly so hand in hand, toward the opposite direction, step by step, leave.

The star stone above their heads finally calmed down and returned to their bodies.

Apart from Feng Xingying's pink and rosy face like spring tide, they are no different from when they came here.

When he got to the closed gate at the entrance, Qin did not hesitate to attack him.

The door, suddenly opened, a purple figure suddenly entered.

The gate, close again.

Feng Xingying looked at the people in front of him curiously. His eyes were full of fighting spirit, but he didn't have the slightest fear.

The man just glanced at Feng Xingying and didn't look at her again.

It's not disdain, it's more like avoiding something.

Feng Xingying is sure that she doesn't know him, but why does he deliberately avoid her?

"That's enough for you." Qin Molin's tone is very bad.

"Why?" The man in purple's eyes are fixed on Qin Molin: "how many people want the inheritance, you still don't want it?"

"Thank you for your hospitality, but I'm sorry." Feng Xingying bowed politely.

But the man in purple doesn't want to be honored with the etiquette of star shadow. Suddenly, like a ghost, he floats to the other side, but still locks Qin Molin.

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