Qin Molin's tireless battle brought Feng Xingying, who had just started to experience the situation, to the pinnacle of his emotions.

That night, Feng Xingying didn't know how many times he asked for it, but only knew that his body was already tired and did not look like his own.

The demon blood in his body was finally temporarily calmed down due to the release of emotions.

When Qin Molin woke up, the smell of Feng Xingying remained in the air, and the faint fragrance left by her remained on his hands and chest.

Last night, it turned out that it was not a dream.

Oh no, he treated her so roughly.

He clearly thought about giving her the best, including love affairs, and leaving her the best memories.

But he couldn't control himself and might have hurt her.

Qin Molin's face was as cold as ice, and he wished he could tear himself into pieces.

What exactly did he do?!

...

Before Qin Molin woke up, Feng Xingying was carried by watermelon and left the Ice Spring. He did not return to the Royal Academy, but entered the Warcraft Forest. Then he found a resting point on the water and flashed into the Xihuang Sword Space to rest.

The two hours in Xihuang Sword Space are enough for her to rest.

"Why did you make yourself so miserable?"

"Which man is so unaware of being merciful?"

"When my master goes out, I will definitely hit him on the butt! I dare to bully my disciple Li Huang Tianzun!"

"By the way, good Xingying, tell the master quickly, have you succeeded?"

"Have you planted the ultimate mark of our Divine Phoenix Clan for your little man? There must be something right? My little disciple is so domineering. It will definitely be no problem to conquer a man."

Listening to Li Huang Tianzun’s chanting one after another, Feng Xingying was a little helpless:

"Master, please let me rest for a while, okay? I'm so tired." Her body was so exhausted.

No need to guess, her stupid apprentice must be foolish and useless in the mark of Jue Love. Why is it so worry-free?

But seeing Feng Xingying’s pale face, Li Huang Tianzun was now unable to give him a lesson.

"Oh, my apprentice is so pitiful. You have to pay attention to your health next time and you can't go too far." Li Huangtian said earnestly:

"Tsk tsk, young people, they are physically strong. They can actually make your strong physique like this."

Yes, that bastard, his physical strength is really good!

Feng Xingying bites the lip.

She is not only a spiritual figure, but also a warrior who has forcibly tempered her body to the realm of a great martial artist!

The body of a great martial artist has already reached the point of being invulnerable to swords and guns, and is much stronger than that of ordinary men.

If it weren't for this, Feng Xingying's life would have been over after the madness last night.

But she doesn't regret it.

What are you going to regret when you choose the path you want to choose?

She would not use such things as a bargaining chip like Ling Chuxue.

She likes it, she is happy, and no one cares about it!

Perhaps the thing Feng Xingying is most grateful for is that the prince before traveling through time is despised the original owner, or that he was afraid of being relied on by the original owner and did not take away the original owner's first time.

Otherwise, it would be disgusting to think about it.

If it was Qin Molin, if it was her willing, she would not have.

Feng Xingying is really tired and can fall asleep with a pillow.

This kind of physical and mental fatigue cannot be compensated by practice, but it must be achieved by sleep.

After Feng Xingying fell asleep, the starlight in the sky was mixed with fiery red and icy blue elves surrounding her, as if an invisible hand was directing her, replenishing her energy.
Chapter completed!