"Are you tired? You don't have to make me breakfast. Feng Xingying was sweet and reluctant in his heart: "I have someone in my family, just let them do it." ”

"I'm afraid you won't be used to what other people make. ”

"How could it be. Feng Xingying skillfully picked up the meatloaf in front of him and took a bite of it.

Why does this smell make her feel so familiar.

Feng Xingying stared at Qin Molin in a daze: "Qin Molin, did we know each other before?"

"Recognize. ”

"How long have you known each other?"

"Tens of thousands of years. ”

"You're a liar. ”

"Nope. ”

"Then why don't I remember. ”

"Because you have lost your mind, if you don't wake up, we'll all die. ”

"???" Feng Xingying still understands.

Qin Molin could only break her face and kiss her domineeringly.

It's just that a trace of blood, from Qin Molin's mouth, entered Feng Xingying's body, salty, a little strange, a little warm, and a little scared.

Until Qin Molin suddenly fainted in front of her.

"Qin Molin, what's wrong with you? Don't leave me, I'm not used to being alone. Feng Xingying burst into tears.

But Qin Molin's ground was as quiet as gold paper. Was she sucking his blood?

Then she'll give it back to him!

Feng Xingying is just an ordinary little girl now, she won't force blood out of the corners of her mouth, she went to the kitchen to find a guess and cut her wrist.

But is she bloodless?

Yes, there must be!

Feng Xingying thought so, and felt something in his heart, surging to the wound, and a drop of golden liquid suddenly appeared.

When the liquid appeared, it exploded, blowing everything around her beyond recognition.

Her dreams have long been in ruins, and she has fallen back to reality from her dreams.

Feng Xingying gasped for breath, looking at the white mist around him, as well as the man who fainted in his arms.

She woke up.

She should have woken up a long time ago.

If it weren't for Qin Molin, she would have woken up a long time ago.

Because when he couldn't see his father's face clearly, Feng Xingying already suspected that it was a dream.

But when she met Qin Molin in a dream, she fell into it again. Because Qin Molin's feeling in the dream was completely consistent with the feeling in her heart, she felt that it was not a dream.

But the question is, what's going on now?

Is it out of the illusion or into a new illusion?

Feng Xingying can't tell the difference between reality and fantasy.

Because she entered the battle alone, is this Qin Molin real or fake?

Did he take her into the chain formation, or did her Qin Molin come to save her?

No one could give her an answer, including Feng Xingying himself.

If it is a serial phantom array, the best way to break the formation is to destroy the eye of the array, and this man in her arms!

But if he was Qin Molin, how could Feng Xingying bear to do something to him?

So Feng Xingying is now in a dilemma, should he break the formation or continue to be trapped?

Feng Xingying glanced at Qin Molin, and then shook his head: "Even if you are the eye of the formation, I will not abandon you until you have harmed me! ”

Feng Xingying smiled on his face and dropped a kiss on Qin Molin's lips.

She rarely took the initiative to kiss him, but she didn't expect it to feel good.

Just thinking of the madness of their wedding night before, Feng Xingying was a little afraid, and poked Qin Molin's face complainingly:

"You bastard, you don't forget to take advantage of me in the illusion. Whether it's true or not, in fact, it's not difficult. ”