"Don't!" Huang Dora had barely spoken, when she was driven out by the Great Shaman.

Feng Xingying drank the wine handed by Qin Molin, and felt that today's fruit wine tasted unusually sweet.

She seemed to get drunk like that, and then had a dream.

This one may not be a dream, but all her memories.

The memory kept advancing, and when her memory point fell to Black Lotus Town, after falling into a coma, Feng Xingying suddenly woke up.

Her eyes were a little misty, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the red palace, the red bed, and Qin Molin who was by her side.

"Qin Molin, really you saved me?" Feng Xingying stared at Qin Molin in surprise and gave Qin Molin a big hug.

Qin Molin was so excited in his heart that he didn't answer Feng Xingying's question, so he tentatively kissed her on the cheek.

Her face was bright because of her shyness, and he couldn't help but continue to explore. From the cheeks to the rosy red lips.

Feng Xingying is now her original appearance, and Qin Molin personally painted her with human makeup, which is earth-shatteringly beautiful, and after her lips are dyed, she is even more red.

Qin Molin's kiss was long, crazy and desperate, with despair that could be lost at any time.

"Woo~~" Feng Xingying lightly opened his lips, responding to his enthusiasm.

He and her, obsessed with the instincts of the body, endlessly.

The red silk tent is warm, and the spring night is endless.

He finally had her completely! As Qin Molin, he thoroughly enjoyed all the happiness of being a human being.

He didn't dare tell her that he had the biggest secret in his heart, and that was the yellow chalice of the orcs.

The three-color chalice is a sacred relic that has been passed down from generation to generation by the orc race.

Among them, the yellow chalice has the function of erasing memories.

Feng Xingying drank the wine in the yellow chalice, and her memories were controlled by the grail, causing her to fall into memories.

Qin Molin, who was transformed by his divine sense, controlled Feng Xingying's memory as the owner of the holy weapon, and he didn't cut her off until that critical point.

Therefore, in Feng Xingying's memory, there is no such thing as becoming a god, and she doesn't even know what happened some time ago.

But it doesn't matter, she loves Qin Molin deeply, and he is Qin Molin. Inside and out.

She didn't resist his breath, and she gave herself to him completely, which is the best proof of this.

He did it!

Feng Xingying is also strange, today's Qin Molin seems to be very excited, very afraid of losing her, obsessed with her, fighting frantically over and over again, throwing her into the clouds again and again, and falling down heavily.

The feeling of ecstasy also brought her instinctive emotion.

She was originally his Qin Molin's, and she would only be Qin Molin's.

When two hearts are together, the body will want to please and possess each other in every way.

Endless obsession, boundless love.

It is said that the king did not go to court early in three days, and Qin Molin regained the Fengxing Shadow, and he did not go to court for at least half a month.

Day and night, just endlessly with her.

In the end, it was Feng Xingying who knocked on Qin Molin's white but unusually powerful shoulder:

"Qin Molin, do you want to starve me to death?"

"Okay, I'll make you something to eat. Qin Molin's smile was very beautiful, and Feng Xingying couldn't take his eyes off it.

She always felt that Qin Molin was a little different, and she didn't seem to be as confident as before, otherwise he wouldn't have pestered her for so long, constantly looking for affirmation from her.

Qin Molin seems to have become sunnier than before, have the gloom in his heart finally dissipated? Maybe it was because he went back to the past, he found his relatives and enjoyed family affection.