Chapter 1941

"It's too late. Let's do it first. I'll just have a try. "

"Ah, that's the only way. I hope the examiner is blind." Huangdora can only give up. The third level is about to start.

The third level is huangdora for fengxingying exercise broken heart, think she must not pass - appearance.

The appearance includes the examination of their body, the blood, the figure of the orcs and their face after makeup.

What impressed Feng Xingying most about orcs in his life? The answer: four words.

"Too ugly, eliminated!"

When the judges came to Feng Xingying and said these four words, Feng Xingying's heart collapsed.

How can we communicate when we have different aesthetic values!

And then?

Then she couldn't see Qin Molin, so she had to be driven out.

At the gate of the orc palace, Feng Xingying hides at the bottom of the wall, thinking about how to meet the Holy Son. He is thinking about whether her spicy hot has attracted Qin Molin's attention?

Or is the orc's son actually not Qin Molin, but someone else?

The shaman just came out of the palace with an angry face. Seeing Feng Xingying's Peking opera face, he stopped and asked, "what's your name? What race? "

"The little mute of the serpent race has seen the big shaman." Feng Xingying changed into an orc and saluted the big shaman with the same face of ghost charms.

"Are you here to test the maid?"

"Well."

"Then you will be my maid."

"But I really want to see the son. I adore him." Feng Xingying plays the image of a pure fan sister.

This big shaman, with a gloomy breath, doesn't look like a good man at all. She doesn't want to go with him!

"Well, I don't appreciate it." The great shaman raised the wand of Shaman and was ready to kill the disobedient little girl on the spot. Or, just to scare her.

Feng Xingying is also tangled. Is it hiding or hiding?

Hiding in the space, she doesn't have to be afraid that the big shaman will use any sorcery on her, but her identity will be exposed in this way.

If you don't hide, she will take a gamble. She thinks that since the great shaman has such a high status in the orcs, he won't kill people indiscriminately. He just scares him, right? But what if the bet is wrong?

If the Shaman is very powerful, and the staff really knocks down, and Feng Xingying has no power to escape, won't he die in vain?

Is Feng Xingying tangled, almost hiding into the space, a straight figure block in front of her.

Obviously thin but let people feel generous and safe back, let Feng Xingying eyes a hot.

Qin Molin!

This bastard, actually became his son in the orcs, happy to forget?

As expected, the big shaman took back his stick,

"are you the little maid who made Malatang?" Qin Molin turned his head, looked at Feng Xingying's mask face with hot eyes, and asked gently.

"Well." Feng Xingying responds cleverly and plays the simple girl of ORC perfectly.

"I'm good at cooking. I'll stay." Qin Molin grabs Feng Xingying, turns over on his mount, holds Feng Xingying in front of him, just like the orcs capturing the spoils of war, and runs away.

The big shaman was just hanging out on the spot. Shengzi didn't even give him a face, so he had already left with the painted face cat. He was really embarrassed.

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