Chapter 51
The ice sculpture melted away slowly.
A familiar temperature, familiar atmosphere.
Little by little, the cold ice on Feng Xingying disappeared.
Her heart felt a warmth at this moment, and her blood finally showed signs of flow.
A small fireball burst out from the Phoenix sword and rushed towards Feng xingying.
"Boom!"
A fierce fireball went straight into the sky.
Feng Xingying still wearing her gorgeous purple coat and gown, covered by layers of flames, rose from the pile of dark ant corpses.
...
From the moment when Qin Molin appeared, the mirror had long lost contact on Feng Xingying’s situation. The sight of the mirror irritated Qin Molin and was long smashed.
Ji however never noticed the now empty mirror. He had headaches about his family spirit cat.
His family spirit cat was bloated and extremely lazy. Even too lazy to walk, except eating and sleeping he generally never did anything else, so he gave this big white round guy the name mantou/Steam bun.
Who would have guessed that the brat would pick today to act out? Actually, taking the initiative to scratch people?
Feng Yue was only recently cured by Ji, and only a few days later, she was scratched by his cat's claws.
Seeing that Feng Yue was crying pear blossoms and rain, Ji could not help but come forward to comfort her.
(Crying pears blossoms was a statement created by Tang Bai Juyi in "The Song of Everlasting Sorrow" in the 700AD. The image of pear flower is reminiscent of the image of a pure, gentle and weak girl. When it rains, the petals of trees covered with snow are dropped by the raindrops, and a thick layer is laid on the ground. The pear tree, which was very beautiful in the wind and rain, was helplessly beaten, and anyone can feel the beauty. People will pity this tree pear. After the rain, the pear tree is covered with dense water drops and white flowers remain full on the trees. The beauty of the pear tree is not degraded by the wind and rain. The low-lying water drops make the white pear flower fresher and more elegant. Another word he is feeling a sense of Pity love.) - Snowbell
Feng Yue simply squatted on Ji’s leg, and leaned her body against his, she took advantage of Ji’s arm and grabbed on tightly.
Ji had a trace of boredom in his eyes but felt helpless.
"Ouch!!"
His own territory was occupied, and Steam bun’s head shook furiously, and he raised two paws towards the arms of Feng Yue.
Poor Feng Yue’s soft white arms instantly becoming bloody.
"Come, come back Miss Miss."
"Big brother ~~~" Feng Yue cried with her head down, for fear that Ji will see her ugly appearance, but still wanted him to spoil her.
.. "I don't want to leave you. "
"I will wait for you~~" Feng Yue reluctantly looked at Ji’s enchanting The glamorous face, the more you look, the more you like it.
Feng Xingying is dead. She will marry this perfect and powerful man. After that, no one will dare dismantle her secrets. She can be happy for a lifetime.
At this thought, Feng Yue could not help but laugh out loud.
The dragon adventure group with Ji, couldn’t help but shiver When they think how a woman like Feng Yue, will soon become their head of the group.
If there is no comparison, there is no harm. Originally, they felt that Feng Yue was quite cute and adorable. She was also pretty polite and relatively nice to everyone.
However, she was trash in comparison to Feng Xingying.
Feng Yue seems even more ugly than the maid that sacrificed her life for Feng Xingying.
However, no one could not discourage the decision of the head of the group.
...
at this time.
Sudden heat waves came swarming out of the ant hole.
Qin Molin was dressed in all black, stepping out, supporting the weight of a tired Feng Xingying.
His eyes were bloodthirsty, staring at Ji.
Feeling the provocative eyes of Qin Molin's, Ji was not willing to show weakness, his pair of wonderful eyes bent into an enchanting arc, confronting Qin Molin’s.
In the end, he still stretched a sad smile, "The strength of the cold king is truly unfathomable. Didn’t think I would get a chance to experience it today."
"Is you that hurt her?" Qin Molin's momentum became even more bloodthirsty and cold, and the gaze of his eyes was locked.
It is said that every dragon has a reverse scale, that should not be touched.
(reverse scale: Legend has it that a dragon 's neck there is a scale that is inverted and is very precious to the dragon. If anyone manages to touch it the dragon will (risk) dying. This metaphor simply means Whoever touches it is looking for death.) - Snowbell
He now knows.
Feng Xingying is the reverse scale of Qin Molin.
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