The great shaman had a gloomy face and stared at the direction where Qin Molin left. No one knew what he was thinking.

It was the Great Shaman's escort who reminded him that he left the palace with his face that was comparable to disfigure and covered all the details on his face.

Qin Molin held Feng Xingying and ran quietly in the palace. The orcs' palace was characterized by its breadth and height, and at least it had to match the tall state of the orcs' orcs.

His hands subconsciously circled her tightly, and the more he circled, it became tighter and tighter, as if he was circling some treasure, for fear of losing her.

Feng Xingying quietly did not resist and let him hold him.

Qin Molin's eyes lit up, and he asked the Mo Yu Lion King to change the way. He did not rush to enter the inner palace of the palace, but instead ran around the back garden.

Only at this time can she belong completely to him. At least he can hold her, she will not push him away.

Qin Molin was afraid that if she got off the mount, maybe she would no longer belong to him.

The two rode together and went to the lively place where the maids were chosen. Huang Dora screamed:

"Little dumb!"

The others also looked at the directions of Qin Molin and Feng Xingying, and many women even recognized Qin Molin, the holy son, and saluted him together.

Qin Molin took advantage of this momentum and simply raised Feng Xingying's hand: "I finally found the queen who belongs to me."

"Queen, Queen!"

Cheers, blessings and jealousy.

The Holy Son has the destiny of heaven and is also a man of outstanding strength. Moreover, his appearance is more beautiful than the moon in the sky.

Such a perfect king actually took out a female orc who was so ugly in makeup. It was so angry and jealous!

However, among the orcs, the most common thing the orcs said about the Holy Son for generations is the legend of the Holy Son. They dare not say that this true life holy son is not a word.

"Tell the Great Shaman that I decided to marry tomorrow and ask him to host the wedding for me." Qin Molin left a bold statement and walked away with Feng Xingying in his arms.

The little woman in her arms obviously twisted restlessly when she heard the wedding.

Unfortunately, their identities are very different now. He is the most admired by the orcs. Who told her to pretend to be a maid? She deserves to be the queen by the sage son~

Qin Molin held the girl in his arms with satisfaction, with a ghost-like face in his arms, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his lips.

This silly girl is so ugly to make herself mess with.

When he arrived at his residence, Feng Xingying sat on Qin Molin's transparent crystal throne without any image, and took an apple and nibbled it.

"I'm still worried about you outside. It turns out that you are here to be a domineering king. Is it because I won't come, and you will marry someone else on my back?"

"I am Qin Molin!" He had to say it many times before she could let go of the knot in her heart. He was really jealous of another big 6 Qin Molin. No matter how far he was from her, would she only have him in her heart?

"Okay, you are, you are." Feng Xingying's tone was obviously insincere when she coaxed a child.

Qin Molin no longer cared about her, but instead began to issue various instructions to prepare for tomorrow's orc wedding.

"Qin Molin, let's leave, this place does not belong to us." Feng Xingying felt a little panicked.

"If I told you that they could take you out of this Big 6 and go to the plane you want to go to, would you still say that?" Qin Molin approached Feng Xingying and stared at her tightly. He saw the bright joy in her eyes.

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