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Chapter 33 Lighting up the Tongtian Pillar (1)

There is a unique cave in Tongtian Pavilion.

Passing through a Qingteng Lane, there is a secluded and quaint courtyard.

A tall and tall figure, a black gold mask, and a black cloak. However, his cold temperament was like a hooligan, holding a girl in purple in one hand.

Such an action is more like hijacking.

The girl was very quiet and let him hold her, not making trouble or struggling.

Her long drifted down, as dark as a waterfall, and fell straight from his waist, strands wrapped around his straight long legs.

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

He is obviously terrifying, but if he adds, he can pass in a blink of an eye.

But he just walked out of the ordinary.

This male and female are naturally the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion and Fengxingying.

Feng Xingying bit her lips, and a helpless smile flashed in her eyes. Her little nose shook, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

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

arrive.

He stopped and stood quietly.

The air also solidified his cold temperament.

"Let me down." Feng Xingying's voice was helpless, but there was no fear.

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

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

Before Feng Xingying could stand still, vines grew up under her feet like dreams, growing wildly in the wind, wrapping her in a blink of an eye.

He stretched out two slender and white fingers, but with a hint of elegance in his domineering spirit, pinching Feng Xingying's chin, and a charming smile appeared in his eyes.

"I heard rumors that this Pavilion Master cannot be in a state of affairs? Since there is a beauty throwing her arms, this Pavilion Master will reluctantly satisfy you, and it is also easy to prove to the world that I am not incompetent." His voice was stiff and hoarse, but with a sexy magnetic character. It was obviously a deliberate disguise.

After saying that, his face was about to get close to him, his lips were filled with heat, and he kept approaching Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying's hands and feet were tied up by vines, and she could not move at all at this time. She could only let him get closer. His cold mask was already cold to her face.

Feng Xingying turned his eyes blank and spoke helplessly:

"Let me wait, just to show me this surprise? Lord Tongtian Pavilion? Or should I call you Your Highness, King Leng?"

Feng Xingying's words made him stop all the pranks, but he just gently fell a soft and wet lips on Feng Xingying's forehead.

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

It’s indeed Qin Molin!

The mask, which symbolized supreme honor and mysterious strength, was thrown on the ground as if Qin Molin threw away the scrap copper.

Feng Xingying looked at him helplessly.

Where is the promised Lord of the Cold Tongtian Pavilion?

"Let me go." Feng Xingying doesn't like being tied up. Who knows what happens when this kind-hearted guy is so arrogant.

I am really afraid of anything I come to!

Qin Molin's picturesque face kept magnifying in Feng Xingying's eyes. She saw her face very clearly through his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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