Chapter 1942

The big shaman looks gloomy and stares at the direction Qin Molin leaves. No one knows what he is thinking.

It was the big Shaman's guard who reminded him that he left the palace with his floral makeup, which was comparable to disfigurement and covered all the details of his face.

With Feng Xingying in his arms, Qin Mo Lin runs quietly all the way in the royal palace. The orc palace is characterized by its breadth and loftiness, which must match the height of the orcs.

His subordinates consciously encircled her tightly. The more the circle, the tighter it was. It was like encircling some treasure, for fear of losing her.

Feng Xingying quietly did not resist, let him hold.

Qin Mo Lin's eyes brightened for a while, and he let Mo Yu lion change his way. Instead of rushing into the palace, he ran around the back garden.

Only at this time, she belongs to him completely. At least he can hold her, she won't push him away.

Qin Molin is afraid to get off the mount, maybe she no longer belongs to him.

They rode together until they got to the busy place where they chose the maid. Huang Dora exclaimed:

"little dumb!"

Other people also looked at the location of Qin Molin and Feng Xingying. Many women recognized Qin Molin as the Holy Son and saluted him.

Taking advantage of this momentum, Qin Molin simply raised Feng Xingying's hand: "I finally found my queen."

"Queen, Queen!"

Cheers, blessings and jealousies.

The son is a man of great strength and destiny. Besides, his appearance is more beautiful than the moon in the sky.

Such a perfect king, actually took a make-up are painted so ugly orc, too angry and jealous!

However, among the orcs, what the orcs have said most for generations is the legend of the son. They dare not say nothing about the son.

"Tell the shaman that the king has decided to marry tomorrow and ask him to preside over the wedding for the king." Qin Molin left a bold word and left with Feng Xingying in his arms.

The little woman in her arms, when she heard about the wedding, obviously twisted uneasily.

It's a pity that it doesn't work. There's a big difference between them. He is the most adored son of the orcs. Who made her pretend to be a maid? She deserves to be a queen ~

Qin Mo Lin holds the girl in his arms with a small face painted as a ghost, and his lips can't help but smile.

This silly girl is really ugly to toss herself.

When he got to his residence, Feng Xingying sat on Qin Molin's throne of transparent crystal stone and nibbled an apple.

"Fortunately, I'm still worried about you outside. It turns out that you've become a bully here. Did you marry Qin Molin behind my back if I didn't come? "

"I am Qin Molin!" How many times does he have to say that she can put down the knot in her heart? He is really jealous of Qin Molin in another continent. No matter how far away he is from her, is he the only one in her heart?

"Well, you are, you are." Seal star image coax child's same tone, obviously very insincere.

Qin Molin no longer cares about her. Instead, he begins to give orders to prepare for tomorrow's Orc wedding.

"Qin Molin, let's leave. It doesn't belong to us." Feng Xingying was a little flustered.

"If I told you that they could take you away from this continent to the plane you want to go to, would you still say so?" Qin Molin is close to Feng Xingying and stares at her. From her eyes, he sees the bright joy.

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