Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 4

"So that's how it is." Qin Molin seemed to have discovered something, and said with a smile: "You really have outstanding talent, and your fire spirit talent can compete with Jiuyin Juemai."

"Is there a way to save it?" Feng Xingying said it was a lie if he didn't feel moved, his eyes were shining with anticipation.

From the memory of the original owner, she learned how powerful the spirits are, and saw Qin Molin as a living example.

If you say you don't want to practice, you are lying.

Although she was good at ancient martial arts before, she also has the confidence to train her body.There are so many skills that don't overwhelm you, if you can awaken your spiritual power, it's not a bad idea.

"Kiss me once, and I'll tell you." Qin Molin had a wicked smile on his lips, and his face was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

Feng Xingying was a little absorbed in watching, but shook her head resolutely, cursing the monster in her heart, and turned her head stubbornly.

His hands were as warm as jade, and he gently placed her shoulders on her shoulders, straightening her cheeks.

"I don't need your help! I have my own way." Feng Xingying just said angrily, and he covered it again, like a blooming lotus petal, blooming coquettishly in the moonlight.

Only this time, Feng Xingying felt more than just charming, his breath was filled with hot spiritual power, rushing towards her lips and teeth.A choking flame entered her mouth, spiraling and deepening.

Feng Xingying didn't want to resist, she just had a hunch that he would not harm her.

And she's always trusted her instincts.

The flames go deeper layer by layer.

At this moment, Feng Xingying felt a layer of ice in his body, and wanted to resist that layer of flame.

For a while it was extremely cold, and for a while it was scorching hot like being in a flame.

Lip points.

Feng Xingying trembled in pain, but bit her lip firmly, refusing to let herself snort.

"If you can't bear this pain, just squeak, and I will help you suppress it, but from now on, you can only continue to be your vase." Qin Molin's voice sounded in Feng Xingying's ears like a bewitching voice.

His lips were close to her earlobe, and seeing a small red mark there, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue, and tapped yes on the mark.

He seemed to already know her answer.

He shouldn't have asked.

If he is himself, he will also make that choice.

"I will not give up."

Feng Xingying's voice trembled intermittently, but she still bit her lips tightly afterwards.

A bit of coquettish blood dyed on the pink soft lips, slowly rippling, dyeing her lips into a stunning red, the lips that were originally soft and green with a bit of paleness, now they are like blooming manjus Shahua is full of seductive colors.

Seeing Feng Xingying like this, the smile on Qin Molin's lips became more obvious.

Maybe, this little girl can really...

Qin Molin's eyes became deeper and deeper.

Painful, heart-piercing.

It wasn't her body that was being torn apart, but the extreme ice that penetrated into the bone marrow, and the blazing flame that burned her heart.

Feng Xingying's consciousness traveled through the extreme cold and flames.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

Feng Xingying thought to himself.

If it is ruthless, who can compare to her ghost?

Be ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to yourself.

Only by enduring what ordinary people cannot do can we gain more dignity.

Feng Xingying never believed in fate, she only believed in herself.She never believed that she couldn't make it through.

What are flames and ice?She has walked through mountains of swords and seas of blood.

What is this pain?
Feng Xingying just kept a weird posture, sitting quietly by the campfire, his whole body was covered with a layer of ice, like a crystal ice sculpture.

Under the cold ice, her heart is getting hotter and hotter, hotter and hotter, like a burst of magma, piercing through the ice layer and flourishing.

……

When Feng Xingying woke up, it was already morning.

Qin Molin was long gone, only the bonfire beside her was still burning quietly.

There was a tinge of warmth in Feng Xingying's heart.

Stretching out his right hand, a ball of scorching flames the size of a fingernail beat in Feng Xingying's palm as if alive.

Spirit, she has finally arrived.

Moreover, he is known as the fire spirit with the most terrifying combat power.

Feng Xingying turned around and walked towards the ruined temple not far behind with deep eyes.

The bloody events of last night are still vivid in my mind, and the bodies of those evil people are still in the temple.Inevitably, some people will come to explore.

And she has always been afraid of trouble.

Feng Xingying raised her slender hand expressionlessly, and threw the dancing fireball towards the ruined temple behind her.

The next moment, another small fireball floated in her palm.

Throw it again, the direction is still the ruined temple.

One after another.

The wooden walls burned more and more in the flames, and the corpses inside would eventually turn into ashes.

Feng Xingying turned around, listening to the roar of fire behind her, without a trace of pity on her face.

Since you don't want me to go back, I, Feng Xingying, have to go back.

As for those who owe debts, they will eventually be paid off one by one.

(End of this chapter)