Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 1189 Qin Mo's Awakening 4
"It's just that I really don't want to let go." Qin Mo's voice was ethereal and distant.

"Idiot." Feng Xingying was also affected by his emotions, felt a little pain for no reason, and even reached out to get the jade cup: "If you don't want to wake up, then don't wake up. It's good that you are like this, Ruoliu Fufeng, what do I think? Bully you, just bully you."

"Heh." Qin Mo finally laughed out loud, but still snatched the jade cup into his hand before Feng Xingying, and drank it down in one gulp: "No matter what I become, my heart for you will never change will change."

"I believe in you." Feng Xingying nodded, feeling even more solemn.

Originally, the awakening of spiritual power was a very simple matter. As long as the healer controls his own spiritual power and stimulates it slightly, it will stimulate ordinary people with qualifications and induce the spiritual power in their bodies.

In the final analysis, it is a very simple "lure" tactic.

But Qin Mo is different. After the head of Qinghuang College rescued Qin Mo that day, he tried to induce him with gentle spiritual power, but found that his body didn't respond at all, so he was judged as an ordinary person without qualifications.

The people who live in the Divine Phoenix Domain are almost all descendants and branches of the Divine Phoenix Clan. They are born with superior bloodlines and abundant spiritual power to nourish their bodies. Most of them can awaken their spiritual power, while those who cannot awaken it are a minority.

After all, everyone here can live for at least 2 years. Even if they can't awaken their spiritual power, if they can study hard and master their knowledge, that's great.

Qin Mo didn't try to awaken after that, and no one thought it was wrong.

At this time, Feng Xingying had used a lot of strength, and she probably didn't have enough spiritual power. Only the blood of God could stimulate Qin Molin to recover the spiritual power suppressed in her meridians.

The only thing Feng Xingying was worried about was that Qin Molin's demon blood, which had not been completely eradicated, would take the opportunity to make trouble.

Time passes little by little.

Qin Mo was quiet, and fell asleep peacefully.

He is really heartless!

It lasted like this for three days, and when Feng Xingying awakened her spiritual power, it would take only a short while.However, Qin Mo's situation is special, he is recovering his spiritual power, not simply awakening it.

Feng Xingying was a little anxious, wondering whether to wake up the sleeping Qin Mo.

It was Lihuang Tianzun who made the conclusion for Feng Xingying: Dao follows nature, you are the blood of gods, not the blood of demons, and it is only beneficial to people, not harmful.Even if he can't awaken and recover his spiritual power, he can just treat it as nourishing his body, washing his marrow and cutting his veins.

Right.

"It's good for you. You sleep soundly without heart and lungs, which makes me worry about you. Do you know that I haven't closed my eyes for three days and three nights. If you don't wake up, I won't care about you." Feng Xingying was just a little annoyed. As soon as it came out, he curled his mouth and used his fingers to draw along Qin Mo's eyebrows, like a thrush, but Feng Xingying's fingers were cool and soft, which was different from the eyebrow pencil's touch.

Her fingers traced his eyebrows, then outlined the bridge of his nose, and finally landed on those ruddy but sharp-edged sexy lips.

Her fingers pressed against his lips unconsciously, feeling a little shy.

It's just that Feng Xingying suddenly felt something was wrong, raised his head, and met a pair of hot and unruly eyes with some madness and depression.

He actually opened his eyes?
This look was familiar to Feng Xingying, but he felt a little inexplicably palpitating.

Every time he can't control himself, it's this kind of crazy look.Every time he was ignited by her and his desire was about to explode, he also had this look in his eyes.

"Qin Molin?"

Feng Xingying's voice was a little trembling, but also a little expectant.

　ps: 6 more.Good night, I have been more diligent these two days, and tomorrow will be 6 more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)