But now, after Mrs. Guo's charm and the peach blossom curtain seducing the original in her heart, Ji Jue also began to become a little crazy.

As a man, his beauty is no less than Mrs. Guo, and he is charming and charming.

At this time, he seemed to have been turned into a blackened state, with a rosy temperament on his face, and he walked towards Fengxingying step by step.

Feng Xingying lay halfway down on the ground, watching him approaching quietly.

She suddenly laughed, a little weird.

At this moment, blood flowed out from the corner of Feng Xingying's lips, and the stimulation of the pain made her temporarily regain her rationality.

Next moment, Feng Xingying disappeared in front of Ji Jue.

Without Mrs. Guo’s deliberate constraints, Feng Xingying can finally return to the Xihuang Sword space.

But this time, Feng Xingying's condition was a bit miserable.

She is also a human being. She cannot control her emotions perfectly. If she wants to temporarily get rid of Mrs. Guo's medicine, Feng Xingying Weiyi's way is to bite her tongue.

The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow allowed Feng Xingying to temporarily restore his rationality and was able to temporarily return to space.

This time, she underestimated the enemy.

She thought about how to deal with Mrs. Guo’s ruthlessness, but she didn’t think that Mrs. Guo was actually “too passionate!”

Feng Xingying is a bit different from ordinary people.

After others are activated, they will be hot all over, but on the contrary, she is cold all over.

But the effect is just the same.

She was so cold that she just wanted to find a heat source to lean over.

Feng Xingying felt ashamed of this physical instinct.

Even with shame, she could not resist her physical instinct.

It was only when Ji Jue approached her that all she thought about Qin Molin’s smell in her mind, and she felt a different aura that woke her up.

If that person was Qin Molin, maybe she wouldn't have woken up.

Or, if there is no personal in her heart, she will succumb to her physical instinct.

After entering the Xihuang Sword Space, Feng Xingying was thrown by Lihuang Tianzun on the bed of burning fire and accepting the scorching of the flames.

Even though he was clearly burned by the flames, Feng Xingying still felt cold and bitter.

It was extremely cold, Feng Xingying took out the jasper flute, but he had no strength to blew it, but he just muttered a name in his mouth:

"Qin Molin"

The top of Linshan.

Known as a place beyond the world.

There is a powerful barrier there. Ordinary mortals or low-level spiritual people will be blocked by the barrier and can only see the unreachable fairy mountains.

Qin Molin's figure suddenly appeared in the teleportation array at the foot of the mountain.

Outside the formation, the lady with a happy face showed a look of satisfaction and shouted from afar: "Lin'er."

Unexpectedly, Qin Molin only looked at her, nodded at her, threw a storage bag over, and then walked back into the teleportation array.

The woman was confused, her eyes were filled with nostalgia and unwillingness, but she could only watch him disappear in front of her eyes.

"Madam." The black-clothed guard bowed to the woman, but no longer bowed.

"You go and follow Lin'er and see what he is doing."

"This is not very good. The third young master dislikes being followed. I'm afraid,"

"What are you afraid of? If something goes wrong, just push it on me. I don't believe it. His wings are hard and he doesn't even want his own mother!"

The man in black secretly raised his eyes.

I really want to tell her that you guessed it right.

Forget it, it’s better to have less things than to do more. He would just make a quick decision to re-enter the teleportation array and go with the third young master obediently.

It’s not unaware of the third young master’s affairs. Who cares about who is unlucky?

Somehow, he suddenly remembered the rude girl in the Third Young Master's Courtyard.

Maybe he will listen to her?
Chapter completed!