Chapter Four Hundred and Seventeenth He Cares About One

After Feng Xingying entered the Xihuangjian space, he was still wrapped in Qin Molin's ink-bone celestial silk cloak.

The pitch-black color and smooth and soft texture made Feng Xingying think of Qin Molin involuntarily.

She just curled up in a ball so quietly, with countless small fireballs flying around her body, she was replenishing her spiritual power, and it seemed to soothe her heart that was about to collapse at the moment.

"Son, don't cry. When you are bullied next time, you will soak the Xihuang Sword with blood. When that time comes, Master will find a way to save you. No matter how strong your opponent is, Master will save you!" Lihuang Tianzun's voice is full of domineering.

But Feng Xingying knew that if he wanted to get something, he had to give the same amount or even more.

As a sword spirit, if you want to show off your power, you must consume a lot of the ability that you have hoarded. Otherwise, the master is so good to her, and he will not tell her this.

"I'm fine." Feng Xingying felt inexplicably warm.

The feeling of being at home is that there is such a person, no matter how scarred you are outside, you can act like a spoiled child in her arms, no matter if you are beautiful or ugly, genius or waste.

"It's nothing, I, Feng Xingying, are a little strong who can't be defeated." Feng Xingying smiled, bright as a star.

She couldn't see Lihuang Tianzun, but she could feel the satisfied smile of the master.

"Since it's all right, hurry up and practice the dual-attribute fusion spiritual skill that my teacher found for you."

"An hour later." Feng Xingying shook his head: "Wait until I go back."

Rarely, Lihuang Tianzun did not force her to practice this time.

Feng Xingying reappeared, and had already changed into a standard set of fire-type Mithril Great Spirit Master's robes.

Qin Yi was puzzled, these two water and milk blending together, shouldn't they be affectionate and sweet?

Why did His Royal Highness Leng Wang say with a stern expression when he came out just now: "Pack up and go."

Now it is Feng Xingying with the same icy face.

Is ice cube face contagious?

Although the ice beauty is quite charming, but it is too cold, right?

Qin Yi didn't dare to ask Qin Molin, but on Feng Xingying's side, he dared to speak.

"Princess, what are you doing?"

"Who is your princess!" Feng Xingying got angry when she heard this title.

Qin Molin is a domineering guy who likes to impose his own ideas on others.

The original sweetness changed a bit after being overbearing.

For example, when he asked her to do the work of Princess Leng, she obviously did not agree, but the people in the palace of Leng, when they saw Feng Xingying, were calling for Princess Leng.

What he means is, whether she answers or not, is she his?

But why?

Feng Xingying is neither Nangong Yulian nor Ling Chuxue, she has her own ideas and doesn't want to be someone's vassal.

At this time, when I heard the title of Wang Fei again, Feng Xingying didn't turn around on the spot. It wasn't because she had a good temper, it was because she couldn't beat Qin Yi!

In this regard, Feng Xingying could only ignore him and ignore him.

Qin Yi had no self-knowledge, so he insisted on following Feng Xingying:

"Princess, are you angry? You don't even know how much my master cares about you. In order to be afraid of your accident, he himself was injured."

"I don't know, and I don't want to know!" Feng Xingying's anger rose, and there was some killing energy.

Qin Yi was really stunned.

But as someone close to Qin Molin, he couldn't help but explain with Feng Xingying.