Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 373 Ice and Fire, Spiritual Oath
On the road, Qin Molin was not afraid of the severe cold, and held Feng Xingying tightly in his arms.

Qin Molin mobilized his own spiritual power, mainly based on the dual attributes of water and fire, through his body as a transit, enduring the strangeness of the piercing ice, and melting the ice on her body layer by layer.

After arriving in Tongtian Pavilion, Feng Xingying had already recovered from a cold ice sculpture to its original appearance.

However, her body, blood vessels, Jieyu, lips and teeth are still frozen in ice, her skin is soft, but mixed with a biting coolness.

Feng Xingying's freezing this time has already hurt her heart.

Jiuyinjuemai is already hard to be suppressed.

Qin Molin ran his fingers across her long, thick and curvy breasts pitifully. The cold and moist touch was like a flame, igniting the fiery heat in his body from the inside out.

Qin Molin could resist the aphrodisiac of Peach Blossom Screen with his powerful spiritual power, but he couldn't resist Feng Xingying's temperature.

Her coldness was the source of all his fire.

Qin Molin only felt as if he was being put on fire, and it was getting hotter and hotter, and the raging fire was spreading and tormenting.

Feng Xingying's coldness was no longer a biting cold at this time, but a stream of clear spring that moistened his heart, and this stream of clear spring did not lower his temperature, but instead made his body hotter and hotter.

He held her tightly in his arms, using his fiery body temperature to warm her frozen blood.

Although Feng Xingying is frozen, she can still feel the familiar breath and familiar warmth.

She wants more.

She twisted her body slightly, trying to get a little bit into his arms.

It's just that one of her little actions damned touched Qin Molin's tight nerves.

His body is uncomfortable because of her.

Feng Xingying had already taken the aphrodisiac drug, and was troubled by the cold even more. What she was most attached to right now was his warmth.

Even though her will is unprecedentedly weak, she can distinguish the breath clearly.

She would subconsciously resist anyone other than Qin Molin.

Only, Qin Molin.

It can make her let go of all defenses regardless of everything, and is only willing to bloom for him.

In a semi-confused state, Feng Xingying didn't have those so-called secular shackles in his heart, only the most instinctive response.

Qin Molin found that he was becoming more and more unable to resist her temptation.

And her body also has no immunity against him.

Everything is just right.

Lip points.

Qin Molin took a deep look at the woman in front of him, her coldness made him pity her, and her hotness made him forget his feelings.

"Feng Xingying, will you be my princess? Perhaps, the road ahead will not be smooth, I promise you, no matter when, I will protect you from the wind and rain.

As long as I, Qin Molin, haven't fallen, I won't allow anyone to hurt you. "

After all, Qin Molin took Feng Xingying's little hand, spread it out seriously, and drew a strange rune on it with his own blood.

The rune disappeared without a trace.

In Feng Xingying's sea of ​​consciousness, these words really resounded again.

He actually made a spiritual oath.

In Yunxi Continent, even if they are married, very few people will make spiritual vows.

After all, the spiritual oath is different from ordinary oaths, it has a strong binding force.

(End of this chapter)