Chapter Five Hundred and Forty-Ninth Spirit Army Three

Very good, she regards herself as the mistress of the Leng Palace, and makes the person who calls him unambiguous.

Even Feng Xingying didn't realize this, she just, she was able to use it very smoothly, and it felt like someone didn't need to use it for nothing.

Qin Molin's lips curled into a proud arc.

Feng Xingying continued to remind:

"If you are here, if anyone dares to pass on what I have taught by Feng Xingying to Tianyu, my Feng Xingying will definitely turn into a devil and make her regret coming into this world.

If you can't guarantee this, you can leave. "

Good, no one left.

Yuwen Xilie and others were also successfully driven away.

Feng Xingying could finally happily teach them the simplest and most practical defense and attack formations.

At least now, she needs to train an army of spirits, such an elite army, once it plays a role, is absolutely terrible.

Go to the land of Tianyu tigers and wolves, she needs them.

They also want to make themselves useful.

mutual benefit.

Then, accept the torture of the devil coach.

Oh no, in addition to the devil coach, there is also the devil sparring.

Although Feng Xingying said, "His Royal Highness Leng's strength is unfathomable, everyone just let go of their hands and feet to attack.", they did exactly that.

Fengxing Shadow Sect's attack formation is also strong enough, and the formation also takes into account everyone's attributes and strengths.

However, the opponent is Qin Molin.

It was Qin Molin who was robbed of his wife and who was in the middle of the night.

They are miserable.

In the first round, everyone was completely abused by Qin Molin, and they didn't even have a chance to shoot!

"The opponent is too strong, let's try the defensive formation."

Naihe's opponent is Qin Molin.

Qin Molin strikes,

No matter how powerful the defensive formation is, it has to fall apart.

At this time, Qin Molin was absolutely cruel and cruel.

His face was handsome, but it was more like a god from hell.

The strength is terrifying!

Don't give them a chance to fight back.

Is this the same Qin Molin who was gentle and doting on Feng Xingying just now? really alone?

How can different people be so different!

Feng Xingying was very depressed: "Have you attacked our morale like this?"

"You can't make a tool if you don't cut it. I'm helping them." Qin Molin's voice actually contained a hint of childish grievance.

Are you really the Qin Molin who used one enemy to three hundred and abused us collectively to the point of doubting our lives?

Feng Xingying was helpless and could only sacrifice her hue!

She stretched out her soft little hand, pulled up his big hand with clear joints like jade, and scratched twice in his palm.

Smooth hair success!

Qin Molin enjoyed Feng Xingying's little actions.

"Just feel wronged and give them a little room for development, okay? You've been beaten by you and have no confidence. How do you let them train?"

Feng Xingying's voice is so soft!

Are you really that Feng Xingying who coldly trained us just now?

Sure enough, Feng Xingying and Qin Molin met each other, so they were not human!

Because they are all monsters.

"Okay." Qin Molin grabbed Feng Xingying's hand and didn't let it go.

"Qin Yi, Qin Qi, Qin Shiyi, the three of you go down and play with them."

"Yes!" Three neat voices floated out from different directions, and three black shadows floated out at the same time.

Very good, very cold Wangfu style.

"Continue." Qin Molin instead became the one controlling the field.

Three to three hundred, continue.

And Feng Xingying has been pulled aside by Qin Molin's small hand to watch the battle.

Fortunately, Qin Molin was a bit measured. Knowing that Feng Xingying wanted to observe everyone's performance, he didn't go too far. He just charged a little interest.

Such as biting your ears, rubbing your face.

Feng Xingying felt that she did not develop a Leng King, but a Sesame No. 2!