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Chapter 422: No Good Banquet 2

Will Qin Molin come to this palace banquet? Feng Xingying actually has yisi of expectations. Xiao          

But when there was a person like Qin Yi on her turtle's back, Feng Xingying became depressed:

"You don't have to follow me, I never thought of accepting you."

"It is your business to accept it or not, and it is mine to follow it or not." Qin Yi replied in a muffled voice.

Feng Xingying glanced at Qin Yi in surprise. Why did he feel that this guy is not very similar today to usual?

If you look closely, you can't see where the difference is.

Sound?

His voice was a little hoarse, but that was nothing, right?

Feng Xingying shook his head and ignored him.

Feng Xingying stopped looking at him, and Qin yi began to look at Feng Xingying sideways again, blatantly.

Feng Xingying was sitting in a turtle to the palace without any image, and she was also considered an alien.

The most outrageous one is that even His Highness Nangong Zhuo, the most noble prince of Dali Kingdom, followed Feng Xingying and sat side by side on the back of the red and green turtle with Feng Xingying.

Not to mention, the so-called mount can highlight a person's temperament, such as Prince Nangong Chu, who is always handsome and elegant, is set off by his handsome snow-white unicorn horse.

But the same is true for people to set off their mounts.

Look at Feng Xingying and Nangong Zhuo, two beautiful and noble people, sitting side by side on the back of the red-skinned turtle, followed by two handsome guards in black, a pretty and cute maid and a beautiful book boy in red.

This picture is so beautiful.

Their existence led the spirit turtle mount to become the most fashionable and popular mount of the Dali Kingdom this year, without it.

The reason why it was possible to get a mount of a spirit turtle was the coolest thing that the spiritists in the Dali Kingdom thought was the coolest.

What's more, according to the popular science of insiders, the turtle is not an ordinary turtle, but a third-level spirit beast mount. No, it is a third-level immortal beast mount. When people awaken their qualifications, they will grow into Xuanwu, just like a human seven- or eight-star genius, in the future.

Looking at it like this, the strange red skin of this turtle will not look so weird, but rather a noble and unique temperament, which is unique nobility no matter how you look at it.

No matter how passers-by watch, they always want to enter the palace hall.

Feng Xingying still remembers that the last time she came here, she was riding in the Feng family’s carriage and was taken in by her second uncle with disgust. At that time, she was just a little spiritual person.

In just a few months, when she came to the same place again, she already had an invitation that belonged to her, and sat in her own spirit beast with the noble identity of the Great Spirit Master.

The Great Spirit Master has already received high treatment in the Dali Kingdom.

Among them, there is no need to search or get off the spirit beast mount when entering and leaving the palace.

Just as everyone's envious eyes, Feng Xingying took her spiritual turtle mount and advanced straight to the royal back garden.

When he walked on the road, the foodie Sesame said, "Master, I now have a delicious variety of red beans that are suitable for making stuffing."

"Pick." Feng Xingying waved his little hand, and his domineering aura leaked. However, she added: "You go secretly and don't let someone show it. If someone shows it, you will say that you are the Leng King's spirit beast. Qin Yi will testify to you."

""Qin yi and Qin Shiyi were both speechless.

His Highness Leng took the blame.

Sesame went away excitedly and obediently.

Judging from its small appearance, it has no intention of being sneaky at all. Anyway, it has been seen, so it says it is a spiritual beast of the Leng Wang family.

Well, King Leng is its rival in love. Sesame thinks it is very cool!
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