Chapter 130: Worship 4: quit

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"Nothing."
Feng Xingying mercilessly refuses
No, not?
Sword Spirit almost broke her power.
"What did you say ?!" the old sword spirit lady was angry. "Do you know what you missed? Do you know who I am?"
"I don't know ..." Feng Xingying answered very honestly, with a sincere expression on his face.
She didn't lie, she really didn't know.
Sword Spirit was sad: "Do you know how many people cried and begged to worship me as a teacher, there were also two nine-star qualifications, and I did not dump them."
"The hero does not mention the courage of the year." Feng Xingying fluttered a sentence lightly.
OK, good, she managed to hurt her.
Feng Xingying was immediately given an unexpected punishment—that was, being stunned for an hour by the sword spirit.
Feng Xingying just sat next to the watermelon to cultivate, only when the cuddling was background music.
She also knows the lives of other people in her previous life. She often hears that the accompanying parents and ancestors of the patients constantly talk about the younger generations, but the young people interrupt them impatiently and do not want to listen to them.
For such people, the vicious doctor Feng Xingying will be more severe when they get the needle, which will make them taste bitter.
It's really a group of guys who are born in a blessing and do n’t know how to bless them. How happy it is to have someone talk about it. Some people want it all their lives, but they ca n’t. Such as Feng Xingying himself.
Including Feng Xingying in this life, her grandmother seemed to be kind to her, but she never said too much to her, usually a word.
Feng Xingying also did not expect that the feeling of being flogged that she had always wanted to experience would be here.
Although the old lady of the sword spirit did say a little bit more, it is clear that her feelings for the Huanghuang sword and the Shenhuang clan have penetrated into the bone marrow.
Since Feng Xingying is the master of Wu Huangjian, she is the descendant of the pure blood of the Shenhuang family that she recognizes. Naturally, Feng Xingying treats her as her uncle's relative.
Su Xun's lack of nutrition, but will unconsciously come up with a few reminders, reminding Feng Xingying's spiritual training and application of the details. There is also the selection of spirit beasts.
"You have good luck. This turtle is quite good. Although it cannot evolve to basalt, it still has a strange blood in its body. It is good at fusion and can fuse your God Phoenix blood. If you are not afraid to play with it Dead, you can try another drop of sperm on his head. "
Feng Xingying looked at the watermelon hesitantly. As the owner, she could feel that the situation of watermelon is not so easy now, even a little bit painful.
Listening to Jian Ling's tone, her blood of Feng Xingying actually has the effect of the blood of the beast?
Is it really okay to stimulate again?
At this moment, watermelon raised her turtle head firmly and looked imploringly to Feng Xingying.
It wants.
Feng Xingying gritted his teeth: "Since it is your choice, I respect you."
Feng Xingying carefully pushed out a drop of spiritual blood.
"Boom!" Watermelon's entire body was burning.
"It, is it all right?" Feng Xingying worried.
"Everyone's growth is accompanied by pain and challenges, even death, and Warcraft is no exception." Jian Ling's tone was full of seriousness and seriousness:
"In the past, the children of the Shenhuang tribe had to suffer the most painful cultivation from an early age. Even if they die, we must continue to do it seriously. Otherwise, the entire Shenhuang tribe will become history."
"Phoenix nirvana." Feng Xingying finally understood the meaning of this sentence.