Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 9
During these two days of recuperation, Feng Xingying has basically figured out what spiritual energy is, but there is no way to cultivate it, so she can only let it grow naturally.

Her little fireball had grown up a little bit, but it was still pitifully small, but its power obviously satisfied Feng Xingying.

It burned two people in just two days, it was as cruel as its owner.

It's just that Feng Xingying tossed the frail body of this young lady into a lot of trouble.

Without the method of cultivation, she can only train her physical fitness well first.Regardless of whether there is a gain in spiritual power or not, having a strong body is always more cards.

Especially when fighting Feng Yuelu, Feng Xingying was even more certain that as long as she had cultivated the ancient martial arts from her previous life and strengthened her body and speed, even if she had no spiritual power, she could still defeat the spirit one.

At least like Feng Yuelu, she can easily pick up seven or eight of them.

If he reached Qin Molin's level, there would probably be nothing he could do, because his spiritual power was already strong enough to imprison people with air, and Feng Xingying had no power to fight back in front of him.

"Come out." Feng Xingying, who was posing in a strange posture, forcing his body to expel impurities, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the big tree beside him.

There was someone behind the tree, she couldn't see it, but she was very sure.

As soon as Feng Xingying finished speaking, she couldn't speak anymore.

Because her lips were roughly blocked by someone at this time, and her body was set on fire.

Feng Xingying blinked and blinked, and the long eyelashes brushed across the man's face like a small brush. The brush made him burn all over, and he couldn't help but hug Feng Xingying tighter, kissing more focused and intensely.Like a raging wave, it swept her away.

Although his skin looked white and jade-like from a distance, it looked a little bronze-colored up close. Especially at this moment, it was even more reddish, which made people want to take a bite.

The bridge of his nose is straight, and his ruddy and plump lips are covering Feng Xingying's lips with forgetfulness.

With such a masculinity in front of her, even Feng Xingying couldn't help feeling a little dazed.Familiar smell, not unpleasant feeling.

The heart wants to sink uncontrollably.

But the next moment, Feng Xingying pulled out the silver hairpin decisively from his head, and neatly tied it on the man in front of him.

"call."

With a deep breath, he hugged Feng Xingying's slender waist and flew up together.

It fell again, and it was already the highest point of the roof.

When the cool wind blew, Feng Xingying glanced at the man beside him strangely. He was also looking at her. His eyes were like the stars in the darkest night, shining with layers of deep light. Just one glance will make you people fall into.

Feng Xingying's concentration is obviously good, he turned his head away helplessly: "You are sick, do you have heat every now and then?"

She knew he had to.

But why do you want to find her?
Qin Molin didn't answer, but just looked at Feng Xingying with slightly raised lips.

He who returned to normal was also much colder.

She detoxified him twice from such an embarrassing poison, and he dredged the meridian for her to obtain the qualification of spiritual practitioner.

They seemed to even out.

Qin Molin pulled Feng Xingying's little hand domineeringly, and awkwardly stuffed the pitch-black balls into her palm.

Feng Xingying took the ball and looked it up and down. The left side was just a soft, black and hairless little ball. What was it for?It can't be a toy, can it?
Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin questioningly.

The corners of Qin Molin's lips curled into a perfect arc, and he couldn't help reaching out to pat Feng Xingying's little head:

"If you succeed, I can promise you one thing."

"Success?" Feng Xingying looked confused, what success?A ball is not an egg, let alone any signs of life, what is it for?
Unfortunately, before she could react, he made a domineering decision.

"Of course, if you can't, you have to do something for me." Qin Molin took Feng Xingying's hand and patted it lightly: "The bet is established."

"Hey, I didn't agree again!" Feng Xingying protested helplessly.

Unfortunately, he has disappeared.

This domineering guy is somewhat similar to the Leng Wang in the rumors, he never refuses a chance to do anything.

"Hmph, I didn't agree anyway. If I lose, I won't admit it." Feng Xingying curled her lips helplessly, and then kneaded at the black ball:

"Hmph, I don't believe I can't clean up this little thing like you in a year!"

(End of this chapter)