Chapter 714 Open, Give Up?

He gave up his spiritual power and everything, just like an ordinary person, using the most primitive way of communicating between men and women, he communicated with her deeply.

He could feel the same passion in her heart when the bodies were linked together.

This little enthusiasm, but it has the potential to start a prairie fire, making the fire in his chest even hotter.

He felt that his body was like a piece of hot iron baked in a volcano, and only her cold jade bones was his most desired destination.

Untiringly going deep, forgetting the time, forgetting the place, they only see each other in each other's eyes.

Even, they are no longer willing to see with their eyes, and their closely connected bodies can replace all vision and language.

He heard her desire and encouragement for him in her heart, he heard her satisfying words under him, and he heard her body, like a flower blooming.

This filled his heart with satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment.

Every time she couldn't help her voice, it was his credit.

It was he who set her on fire.

He brought her happiness, not pain.

This is what he wants to give Feng Xingying.

At this time, wish, forever and ever.

If not, have a moment and be satisfied.

He no longer tried to imprison her, because the imprisoned Feng Xingying was not so fresh.

He just hates that he understands too late.

Love to the depths, release naturally.

This kind of feeling is like the sun rising and the moon setting, the stars moving according to the established trajectories, and the beauty of nature and the sky are presented in front of their eyes.

Above the heads of the two, a piece of star stone the size of a slap was suspended from each other, and the star was filled with dazzling red, and Qin Molin was rich in ink.

Qin Molin grabbed it casually, and put two clothes on himself and Feng Xingying, covering all the spring light.

At this time, all the love between them has been smoothed out, and the two raised their heads in tacit understanding, feeling the mutual attraction and rotation of the star stones.

In the traction and rotation of the star stone, a door opened with a creak.

An ancient voice came from the door:

"Hehuan Palace has finally welcomed its new owner."

At this time, Feng Xingying and Qin Molin also calmed down and looked at the door in front of them quietly.

The door is open, but the world inside the door is unknown.

Feng Xingying suddenly shook his head: "I can't accept the inheritance of Hehuan Palace, I can't be sorry for my master."

"Okay." Qin Molin nodded.

The two actually joined hands like this, moving in the opposite direction, step by step, leaving.

The star stone above their heads finally calmed down and returned to their respective bodies.

Except for the pink flush on Feng Xingying's face like a spring tide, the two of them were no different from when they came.

When he reached the tightly closed door at the entrance, Qin Molin did not hesitate to attack with great force.

The door suddenly opened, and a purple figure suddenly entered.

door, closed again.

Feng Xingying looked at the person in front of her curiously, her eyes full of fighting intent, but not the slightest fear.

That person just glanced at Feng Xingying and didn't look at her again.

Not disdain, but more like avoiding something.

Feng Xingying was sure that she didn't know him, but why did he avoid her on purpose?

"Enough is enough." Qin Molin's tone was very bad.

"Why?" The purple-clothed man's eyes were fixed on Qin Molin: "How many people are asking for the inheritance, but you still don't want it?"

"Thank you for your hospitality, but I'm sorry." Feng Xingying bowed politely.

The man in purple clothes didn't want to receive Feng Xingying's etiquette, and suddenly drifted to the other side like a ghost, but still locked on Qin Molin.

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