Chapter 294: Sheshengya Eight: Hurt Him

Feng Xingying brushed her chaotic thoughts and returned from the back mountain again, staring at Qin Molin for the first time.

Qin Molin didn't want to control his emotions anymore, he stretched out his hand and embraced the young man in front of him in his arms, his fiery lips swept across her face little by little, turning her small face into a delicate red.

Feng Xingying's red lips parted lightly, dyeing her rosy apple face with a seductive color.

Her expression seemed to be inviting him.

Qin Molin no longer wanted to control his emotions, the surging heat flooded into his mind, his heart was surging, and his mind was blank.

Familiar tastes, familiar people, he will not admit mistakes!

This is the taste of Feng Xingying.

His lips clenched her lightly opened mouth tightly, bit by bit, from gentle to domineering, completely igniting the love fish in her mouth.

"Hmm~" she whimpered inarticulately, like a soft feather, gently brushing over his heart.

His heart also became soft with her, and his tender affection turned into this kiss.

His arms wrapped her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to domineeringly rub her soft body into his body and never parted again.

Her taste is familiar to the bone.

Whether she is male or female, human or whatever.

As long as he held her, stroked her, kissed her, he could be sure that it was her.

His kiss was like a jumping flame, igniting the flame in their hearts at the same time.

He has no spiritual control at this time, and just wants to be an ordinary man, desperate to have a good love with his beloved woman.

For the rest of her life after the catastrophe, she can still see him, which is the best, and nothing else matters. Is she Feng Xingying the kind of person who is timid?

Looking at the man in front of him, his lips were on her neck, his face was more perfect than the sculptures portrayed by the most outstanding artists, and it was as beautiful as a dream.

His arms were warm and powerful, and the temperature of his whole body was the trace of beauty she was attached to.

She closed her eyes and responded to his enthusiasm quietly and instinctively.

At this time, the years are unknown.

One of his kisses seemed to last forever.

"It's really good that you're still alive." His voice was magnetically hoarse, and there was even a hint of panic.

How has she ever seen such a cold king?

Is his panic because of her?

Feng Xingying's heart was sweet and bitter.

"Qin Molin! You pervert! I'm a man!" Feng Xingying pushed him away with all her strength.

She was afraid, she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself.

So she panicked and pushed him away.

Unexpectedly, she pushed Qin Molin far away, and hit the stone wall with a muffled sound.

"Qin Molin, what's wrong with you?" Feng Xingying realized that Qin Molin was much more vulnerable than usual.

How could he fall down like a normal person?

"Pfft~!" Qin Molin spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the ink-colored front of his clothes was dyed dark red by his blood.

"Where's your spiritual power?" Feng Xingying thought he had stopped the bleeding, and put a pill in his mouth.

"This is the realm of forbidden spirits." Qin Molin looked helpless.

Feng Xingying just remembered what the master said, "Your sister's territory is your territory. If someone bullies you, you will come here. Even if you are the King of Spirit, you can walk around like a dog."

It turned out to be the forbidden realm.

Moreover, it is a realm of forbidden spirits that can cheat. This realm will only imprison the spiritual power of outsiders, but it will not imprison Feng Xingying, who is judged to be the master.