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Chapter 1994 Inaction

Ten days later, Feng Xingying also thought they were too ridiculous. He actually went into seclusion for ten days.

With dual cultivation assistance, their strength has improved again in the past ten days, which is a good thing.

But when I thought about the process, Feng Xingying turned red again.

"Qin Molin, let's go out and have a look. Do you have to worry about the orcs anymore?"

Feng Xingying suggested guiltily that she always felt that Qin Molin was a little crazy. She could not create a child and would probably have to be locked up with her for ten, a hundred, and a thousand years.

Recently, Qin Molin made Feng Xingying feel very heartwarming and helpless. It seems that he has been cold before, and sometimes he has a bit of big boy attributes, which makes people feel distressed and unbearable to refuse.

Look, now I've used my big move again. Qin Molin hugged Feng Xingying, his eyes flashing with a grievance: "Xiaoying, do you dislike me? I will make a lot of delicious food for you."

"I don't, I'm just, I'm a little worried about the orcs." Feng Xingying still felt so cruel that he pushed him away.

Qin Molin is really so evil and it is so hard to refuse.

Qin Molin was very good at handling the situation. He was still acting coquettishly just now, and turned around and talked to Feng Xingying seriously:

"They lived well without me. They were very powerful tribes and needed a spiritual leader, not in charge of their chains.

So I will do less, and they will be easier for me and me. This is the art of emperors.”

Feng Xingying really understands the art of emperors, but he hasn't studied it so thoroughly.

Feng Xingying's imperial skills seem to be the opposite of Qin Molin. She likes to disrupt all order and make drastic reforms, and reforms her decaying system in the Divine Phoenix Realm a lot.

Qin Molin's inaction seems to be quite good. Qin Molin himself was relaxed. The leaders of the orc tribes felt that the power they had not been taken away and would support Qin Molin more, so that his prestige would be higher.

The orcs are generally strong. They seem to really not need a king in charge, but just need a person destined by God to guide their star of destiny.

Speaking of which, the Orcs are also very contradictory races. They clearly have the advanced technology, but they believe in destiny and prophecy the most.

"I know you admire me very much, so I will allow you to worship more and look up for a while. After the worship is over, you will still become my little shadow. There are so many people who worship me, and I still like you to enslave me." A smile appeared on Qin Molin's lips.

This humble request made Feng Xingying laugh and cry. He just admired him, but suddenly he broke his skills. Feng Xingying pinched Qin Molin's face with amusedness:

"Come on, let me see, you have been disguised. I even suspect that you are fake Qin Molin!"

Qin Molin's expression froze, and then he hugged Feng Xingying tightly in his arms: "Little bad guy, I want to find a reason to return the goods if I dislike me, huh?"

The two of them laughed and tangled together again.

Feng Xingying really wanted to bite her, why did she unknowingly encourage his plan to have a baby?!

Even though we can get together after chatting well, we should leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

Feng Xingying spoke in a tangled manner:

"Qin Molin, stop making trouble. I also want to see my apprentice and companions. Their mission is a bit heavy, and I don't know if they will encounter danger."
Chapter completed!
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