Qin Molin's heart is like melting ice and snow, which softens at once. Holding the neck of Feng Xingying, he stabilizes a little bit from his forehead.

He held her and went into a wonderful circle of two.

He had her, endlessly.

"It's you, that's right." Feng Xingying's voice is soft and charming.

When the fireworks were gone, Qin Molin said three words in Feng Xingying's ear:

"sorry."

Feng Xingying doesn't understand why, but the feeling in her heart is not wrong.

Ordinary people's life is only a hundred years, maybe she can have thousands of years of life, but after all, it is limited.

They love each other and cherish each other too late. Why doubt and care?

……

After getting Feng Xingying's heart, Qin Molin became more energetic and finally made a return to the income group.

On this day, Qin Molin called the orc conference and announced one thing:

"the queen and I will take some of you to try to enter the human society. If anyone resists, kill him!

The rest of us have to stay here and hold the final base for us orcs. As for the candidates, your tribes will choose for themselves. "

Qin Molin thought that all the tribes would choose some old people to accompany him and leave the young people here to breed and hope.

Who knows he's wrong? The orcs choose the opposite. They choose to let the young guys go out with Qin Molin for a long time.

Qin Mo Lin did not ask why, just with people to leave.

Qin Molin and the orcs are people who do what they say. It took only three days from the time they decided to leave, to the time when the tribes chose people, and then to the time when they really left.

Three days later, in the early morning, Qin Molin led the crowd to set out.

Although the great shaman and Qin Molin have not been very close to each other all the time

when Qin Molin, with a team of about 500 orcs, suddenly appeared in the land of curse, it really caused a sensation.

Ye Jingning and Murong Wenxuan have been paying close attention to the changes of the goddess tomb. Qin Molin and Feng Xingying are making such a big noise. Naturally, they want to come and have a look.

"Master, master Qin, what are you doing?" As the president of Xingchen college, ye Jingning asked Qin Molin on behalf of people from all over the world.

"I found a relic and found a lot of orcs. They are also the lost races in our continent, so I brought them out."

"But it's said that orcs are cruel, and it's hard for them to coexist with us." Murong Wenxuan is not optimistic about orcs either.

"What time is it? The demons are ready to destroy our mainland. They have one more friend and one more strength. I think we can try to get along with the orcs. "

"Don't worry, orcs won't occupy your territory. They can fight their own territory." Qin Molin smiles.

"Wang, where are you going to take us As a team leader, Huang Xiong is full of admiration for Qin Molin.

"People are good or bad. Evil people are bad people. I allow you to kill them all and rob their territory. People without cultivation and children under 12 are not allowed to kill."

After Qin Molin casually formulated the rules, he left with the orcs, went to the qianspider cave, and beat down the territory that once belonged to qianspider old man and puppet gate.

Feng Xingying knows that Qin Molin is bound to go smoothly. Instead of joining in the fun, she stays and presides over the curse place as Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying still has a little selfishness. He just wants to prove something from his acquaintances.

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