Chapter 28: Tongtian Pavilion and Tongtian Pillar
"Where are we going?" Feng Xingying looked at the route Qin Molin took, and it didn't seem like he was going back to Feng's house.
"Kiss me and tell you." Qin Molin responded in a good mood.
However, what he got was just a blank eye from Feng Xingying.
Qin Molin didn't take it seriously, and smiled: "I think you're pretty good-looking when you roll your eyes. It seems that you will be asked to roll your eyes more in the future."
"..." Feng Xingying was completely speechless.
She really wanted to take a closer look. The man in front of her was really the legendary Leng King of the Dali Kingdom? Or change the core like her?
"I know I'm handsome, you like to see it, you must give it a few more glances." Qin Molin whispered in Feng Xingying's ear, and couldn't help but licked her small and delicate earlobe lightly.
"Are you a dog!" Feng Xingying immediately frowned, struggling to get down.
This guy is really hateful. Although no one saw his little movements, Feng Xingying's earlobes were extremely sensitive. When he bit him like this, his entire face was dyed with a layer of crimson clouds.
"Damn, don't move, it's here." Qin Molin's voice returned to a cold and serious tone.
This guy.
Obviously he was wrong, but he turned his face and looked serious!
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Feng Xingying looked up and saw a dark green pillar towering into the clouds in the distance.
The first wonder of the calendar - Tongtianzhu!
It is also the symbol of Tongtian Pavilion.
No one knows the origin of Tongtian Pavilion, only that Tongtian Pavilion is a must for every spiritual person to awaken and test their aptitude.
Its branches are all over the Yunxi Continent, and every Tongtian Pavilion branch has such a towering Tongtian Pillar.
Tongtianzhu, where she carried all her grievances and humiliations over the past few years, an annual test, an annual despair.
Perhaps due to the influence of the original owner's inner shadow, Feng Xingying also had cold hands and feet.
"If you don't want to go, now is the time."
"Why don't you go?" Feng Xingying was full of fighting spirit.
She was also very curious, what kind of fire spirit power could actually compete with the Death God Jiuyin Jumai for so many years.
"You wait here, I'm going to invite an old friend." Qin Molin reached out and touched Feng Xingying's head, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.
She's really, really tough. She is not as delicate and flowery as her appearance, but she is actually a weed that cannot be destroyed by strong winds and rain.
Feng Xingying nodded and didn't ask any further questions.
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Outside Tongtian Pavilion, it was lively at this time.
It's spring, and it's the day when Tongtian Pavilion's annual qualification test is concentrated.
The young people in Ningzhou City, whether they were noble sons of aristocratic families or ordinary people, gathered outside Tongtian Pavilion, waiting for possible surprises.
Among these people, the most dazzling is the two girls standing at the forefront, one in Tsing Yi and one in white dress, beautiful as clouds and ethereal as immortals.
Wearing Tsing Yi is the ninth princess Nangong Yulian, who is ranked third in the Dali country's qualifications on the Tongtian list, known as the second beauty and the first talented woman in the Dali country.
And the girl in white was Feng Yuexian, who ranked tenth in the calendar.
At this time, because of the arrival of another person, all eyes were attracted.
"Look, she still has a face."
"Cut~ You are all tacky, and you come to Tongtian Pavilion dressed like this, do you think this is Baihualou?"
"Isn't she disfigured?"
"I heard that she was turned around, and she still has the face to come to such a sacred place as Tongtian Pavilion?"
A word, a sound.
The discussion from low to high was introduced into Feng Xingying's ears.
Feng Xingying just thought that someone had farted a few times by her side, and she still walked forward.
She walked all the way to the front of the crowd, beside the two fairy-like figures.
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