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"When I go out in the future, I will find hundreds of handsome men for you to choose from."

"...Master, how can we not go off topic?" Feng Xingying felt like she was crying but not crying. Why did this change when it came to the master?

"What kind of person do you think you are a disciple? I just want to find someone who is dedicated to you and accompany you for a lifetime, and it is better to have nothing than to be too bad."

"Okay, okay, just one, I think that Ji Jue is not bad either."

"If you like it, you can accept it." Feng Xingying rolled his eyes to Li Huang Tianzun.

"You can make a joke on the master? Is it okay?" Li Huang Tianzun suddenly changed his style:

"Then you can go and refine the alchemy!"

"It must be my master so strict." Feng Xingying practiced alchemy under the torture of Li Huang Tianzun.

Feng Xingying is a person who is easy to concentrate. Once he concentrates on doing something, the worries that are under his heart can be suppressed again.

It’s not that she doesn’t feel pain, but that she can suppress all these pains, making them unable to control the emotions that affect her.

"Qin Molin, I really love you, but I really want to let go of your hands."

This sentence is written on the note taken out by Sesame.

Qin Molin looked at the familiar simple font in Fengxingying style, and his chest seemed to be under a heavy burden.

"Why are you not willing to believe me? You don't even want to give me the opportunity to explain?" Qin Molin murmured to himself: "Xingying, your heart is so cruel."

"You don't believe her for the first time." Ji Jue spoke out: "I have guessed a little bit about what you did. Your purpose may be for his own good.

But you overlooked the most important point - that is how she felt.

Since you don’t care about her feelings, why should she be with you?"

Qin Molin stared at Ji Jue coldly, without responding.

Ji Jue looked back without showing any weakness.

Not to mention the style of the two people in the same frame, they are extremely harmonious and beautiful.

Qin Molin did not attack Ji Jue anymore because he knew that if he did that, Feng Xingying would be even more isolated and helpless.

Ji Jue faced Qin Molin's blade-like gaze and asked: "Have you ever tried to really understand her? If not, what qualifications do you have to get her love?"

After Ji Jue said that, he no longer delayed and turned around and left.

The night wind blew his long and chaotic, blowing his dazzling red brocade robe, which was charming and beautiful. It was obviously a vulgar color, but it would not make people feel vulgar.

Qin Molin glanced at Ji Jue's back, and his heart was even more uncomfortable.

Is this the feeling of jealousy?

I still remember that he had a big brother when he was a child. The big brother he once trusted, but he grabbed his clothes and asked him:

"Have you tried the feeling of jealousy? Have you tried the woman you like but liked the feeling of others?

What did you say? Why don’t you like her? Do you think she is a gift, can you give it if you say it? I, Qin Zhou, will definitely use it to grab everything I have."

Since then, the brotherly dispute between Qin's family began. Qin Molin no longer has brothers.

Now, is the only Feng Xingying he owns going his way with him?

Qin Molin looked at the endless sky and his blood was boiling all over his body.

It's like returning to the deep pool of despair. The deep pool that is more terrifying than the Qiongze.

His eyes suddenly turned into a terrible red color, and his reason began to gradually dissipate.

Qin Molin knew that this time, he might not be so lucky, and his demon blood was supported by willpower.

Now is his weakest and most desperate moment, and it is probably difficult to block the erosion of demon blood.
Chapter completed!