Half a month later. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Feng Xingyingzhi proudly took her little beauty, her little cute beast, and rode a big green-skinned turtle with a strange painting style, and returned from the Warcraft Forest.

"Miss, you're really amazing, your storage space is so good that you can sell so many herbs for a lot of money. Rue Xiang excitedly expressed her admiration for Feng Xingying.

The world is big, and Miss is the biggest~

At the suggestion of Feng Xingying, Rue Xiang left a branch of the wood spirit - the auxiliary system.

This is Rue's favorite, she doesn't have to face blood, she just needs to be silently supported behind Miss.

Although, Feng Xingying's attack speed is too fast and her attack is too ruthless, and she basically can't help now, but Rue Xiang feels that as long as she works hard, she can always help Miss in the future.

"What's the use of money?" Sesame looked curious, a pair of small black paws tugging at her little ears with difficulty.

"Of course it's useful, if you have money, you can buy a lot of delicious food!" Rue Xiang explained.

"Really?!"

"Great!"

The two spirit beasts spoke in unison, and as soon as they heard the food, they came to their senses.

Feng Xingying didn't want to talk to them more, and with the three foodies, she was about to break through.

The three foodies were chatting about food, and suddenly found that something big had happened!

"Where's Miss?!" Rue Xiang screamed!

"Oh my God, doesn't the master want us again?" said Sesame.

Why is it again? The bitterness in this is known only to the sesame seeds. If you want to be a rabbit with an owner, why is it so difficult!

"The host~~~ I could have eaten a little less. "Watermelon has fallen in love with the feeling of staying by Feng Xingying's side. In a word, follow the shadow of the stars, there is meat to eat.

Good master, why is it suddenly gone?

All three were in a hurry, and they were so busy looking for their masters.

At this time, Feng Xingying was being swept up by a black shadow domineeringly, like a gust of wind, flying higher and higher.

Qin Molin was dressed in black, holding her slender waist, and her fiery red eyes stared at her a little worried.

"Where have you been these days?" his voice was a little hoarse and low.

"Am I going to report to you somewhere?" Feng Xingying blinked, although he was very happy to see this guy.

But she didn't like his domineering questioning, making her look like he was a forbidden luan.

Qin Molin pulled his hand suddenly, pulled Feng Xingying into his arms, hugged him tightly, and his lips couldn't help but sweep her face.

His kisses are wild, domineering, strong, and impossible to refuse.

The sudden kiss caught Feng Xingying off guard, and when she came back to her senses, she was already firmly imprisoned in his arms and couldn't move.

He hugged it very tightly and tightly, and there was a slight tremor on his long body, which seemed to be the irrepressible excitement of the peerless treasure after it was lost and recovered.

She wanted to push away, but found that her weak strength was almost shaking the tree in front of him, and it was difficult to push half a point at all.

She struggled to turn her face away, his lips brushing her cheek.

Qin Molin gnawed on her lips again with some anger, with his unique domineering strength.

The nimble tongue pried open her teeth, poked into them, and attacked the city in her mouth.

Feng Xingying only felt dizzy for a while, all the grievances, all the tiredness, and everything were left behind by her.

At this time, there was only him in front of her.

They rise higher and higher.

They hugged each other tightly.

Feng Xingying's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes to look at the face in front of him, which he had not seen a few times, but was extremely familiar.

They seemed to be a word she had heard before—predestined.

She is like a stubborn arc, struggling to move forward in the world.

Until, when they met him, the two of them were stubborn together, two arcs, together to form a consummation.