Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 33 Lighting up the Babel (1)

Inside the Tongtian Pavilion, there is a hole in the sky.

Through a green vine alleyway, there is a secluded and simple courtyard.

A tall and straight figure, a black gold mask, a black cloak, and a detached and cold demeanor, at this moment, like a hooligan, holding a purple-clothed girl horizontally with one hand.

This kind of action is more like hijacking.

The girl was very quiet, letting him hold her, without making trouble or struggling.

Her long hair fluttered down, black as a waterfall, hanging down from his waist, and wrapped around his straight long legs.

The man just glanced at it, his aura was still low and cold, and he continued to walk forward with the girl's soft body.

His strength is obviously terrifying, if he speeds up, he can pass such a road in the blink of an eye.

But he happened to walk out of the speed of ordinary people.

The man and the woman are naturally the Master of Tongtian Pavilion and Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying bit her lip, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes, her little nose shrugged, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This time, she finally confirmed the identity of the mysterious Tongtian Pavilion Master. She is a doctor and she believes in her nose.

Arrived.

He stopped and stood quietly.

The air was also frozen by his cool temperament.

"Put me down." Feng Xingying's voice showed a hint of helplessness, but no fear.

"What if not?" His voice was not as cold as before, but had a condescending domineering aura.

Before Feng Xingying could speak, he gently raised his hand and put her down.

Before Feng Xingying could stand still, vines grew under her feet like a dream, and they grew wildly against the wind, enveloping her in an instant.

He stretched out two slender, white fingers, domineering yet elegant, and pinched Feng Xingying's chin, with a charming smile floating in his eyes.

"I heard rumors that the master of the pavilion is incompetent? Since there is a beauty in his arms, the master of the pavilion will reluctantly satisfy you, so as to prove to the world that I am not incompetent." His voice was hoarse, but there was a trace of it. Sexy magnetic.Obviously a deliberate camouflage.

After all, his face was about to get close, his lips were emitting heat, and he kept getting closer to Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying's hands and feet were bound by vines, and she couldn't move at all at this moment, so she could only let him get closer. Even closer, his icy mask was already cold to her face.

Feng Xingying just rolled his eyes at him, and said helplessly:
"Let me wait just to show me this surprise? Master Tongtian Pavilion? Or should I call you His Highness Leng Wang?"

Feng Xingying's words made him stop all the pranks, and just gently left a soft and moist lip mark on Feng Xingying's forehead.

"Smart girl." His voice returned to normal, and he casually took off the mask on his face, revealing that handsome and familiar face.

It really was Qin Molin!

The mask that symbolized the supreme honor and mysterious strength was thrown on the ground by Qin Molin like scrap copper.

Feng Xingying looked at him helplessly.

What about the agreed master of the cruel Tongtian Pavilion?
"Let me go." Feng Xingying doesn't like being tied up all the time, who knows what will happen to this ruthless guy on a whim.

I'm really afraid of what's coming!
Qin Molin's handsome and picturesque face was continuously enlarged in Feng Xingying's eyes, and she could see her own face very clearly through his eyes.

Feng Xingying's heart moved inexplicably, and he looked at the man in front of him in a daze.

His pupils were bright, and she was the only one in his eyes.

Feng Xingying opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)