"do what?"

Feng Xingying smiled coldly: "Of course it's your life. Why do you have to ask questions again and again?"

"I, I, I, don't come over! I can give you ice-based cultivation secrets, I can give you elixirs, heaven and earth treasures, I can give you whatever you want, don't kill me." Ling Chuxue was so scared that her legs were weak.

She couldn't run anymore and could only sit on the ground. She still used her butt to move back little by little. The farther away from the devil Feng Xingying, the better.

"Can you give me anything? You should know that I only want Qin Molin." Feng Xingying smiled, but his smile was filled with the destructive aura of death.

"I'll give it to you!" Ling Chuxue screamed in fear.

After saying this, she suddenly became stunned.

It turns out that she really doesn't love Qin Molin that much, at least she loves herself more.

In the face of death, she could give up Brother Lin, who she had been thinking about for so many years without thinking?

Feng Xingying sneered: "It's a pity that he has never been yours, and I don't need you to let him go."

So, you have nothing to redeem your life. I can only kill you."

The ice ball in Feng Xingying's hand finally became the size of a small watermelon.

What condensed in the ice ball is Ling Chuxue's own ice-type spiritual power.

If you meet another Xuanling Master, Feng Xingying will have to do something.

The moment she was frozen by Ling Chuxue, Feng Xingying had a problem, so she gave up using the Xihuang Sword to attack and attack, but instead absorbed the ice and snow by herself.

Compared with the fire spiritual power, Feng Xingying's ice spiritual power is even more weird and terrifying.

Because her ice spiritual power comes from her terrifying Nine Yin Juezhi.

She could even bear the bone-bone coldness of her Nine Yin Jue Vein, and was she afraid of a little Ling Chuxue?

Ling Chuxue's ice and snow are not painful or itchy for Feng Xingying!

If Ling Chuxue changes his fighting style and uses ice as his sword, Feng Xingying may be more concerned and has to face the battle head-on.

And there is a secret realm in the beehive, and Feng Xingying cannot enter the Xihuang Sword space.

Facing Shangling Chuxue head-on is also a fierce battle.

But Ling Chuxue chose the most beneficial attack method for Feng Xingying.

She was proud of her ability to freeze people into ice sculptures, and the ice and snow that could never turn over became a wedding dress for Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying's eyes were covered with a thick layer of ice.

She doesn't know how to be sympathetic, and she won't have any sympathy.

Today, since Ling Chuxue came to her home by herself, she would take her to hell.

Being kind to your enemies is not only cruel to yourself, but also cruel to your friends.

If Ling Chuxue had died earlier, he would not have had the chance to kill the fat little Liu Yi.

But at that time, Feng Xingying herself was just as weak, and she was completely unable to deal with Ling Chuxue.

Now, since the time, place and people are in harmony, I will give her a solution to Ling Chuxue, Feng Xingying doesn’t want to delay until the next sunrise!

Just as Ling Chuxue screamed in horror, Feng Xingying's ice ball spread out in front of her.

"ah!!!"

Ling Chuxue shouted in despair.

Ling Qianshang seemed to have some senses and hesitatedly looked at the hive where Feng Xingying and Ling Chuxue entered.

Did he feel illusion or did he really hear some call for help?

"Are you really not worried at all?" Ling Qianshang looked at Qin Molin in confusion: "Or, do you don't care about that woman at all?"

"He is the one I want to marry." Qin Molin did not hide it:

"I'm a little worried. If Xingying in my family accidentally kills Ling Chuxue, how should I explain to Elder Ling?"
Chapter completed!