Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 1629 Stimulating the Blood Vessels

Although Qilin City is not as large as Kowloon City, it can be regarded as a low-key noble family, and there are more than a dozen awakened people with the blood of the God Race.

It's just that I don't know why, none of them passed on their blood, and they didn't even have children.

Although Qin Molin's appearance caused his father to have a lot of doubts and puzzles, but as a protoss, he had the most direct method of verification, and his blood was unmistakable.

In this way, the appearance of Qin Molin gave Qilin City new hope, at least no need to use the son to solve the problem.

And the person who was robbed by him would of course want to take it back unwillingly. Qilin City was in constant trouble. Qin Molin originally came to Nine Dragon City to form an alliance with Emperor Ji Yun.

But now it seems that the possibility is slim.

"Then I'll marry you." Feng Xingying blinked: "I'm not the princess of Kowloon City, if I marry you, it will be considered an intermarriage."

"I thought so too. But how could Ji Yun take you."

"I suspect that he is Ji Jue, or not, he may have two souls in his body." Feng Xingying basically guessed the truth: "So this person is very weird, his aura changes, his personality is moody, and even his hobbies change from time to time.

In a few days, when I advance to the Xiantian Realm, I want to have a good chat with him. "

"Are you planning to advance here?" Qin Molin was worried, and finally made up his mind: "I'll take you away!"

"Don't be stupid, this is Emperor Ji Yun's world, the sky is big and the earth is big, we have nowhere to go.

Even if you go back to Qilin City, if you go back with the hatred of Emperor Ji Yun, how can you save your people. "Feng Xingying shook his head.

"Then let's go to Divine Phoenix Island."

"Divine Phoenix Island?" Feng Xingying shook his head bitterly: "I can't do it yet. My god's blood seems to have been greatly damaged, and I can't open the passage at all."

"It will be done soon." Qin Molin smiled strangely.

Before Feng Xingying could react, she realized that she couldn't move.

Qin Molin bit her lip, attacking her a little bit, gentle and decisive.

Feng Xingying didn't understand that Qin Molin was still in the mood to play at this moment of discussing life and death.

But it doesn't matter, maybe the separation is imminent, so she just obeyed him.

It's just that there was a faint fishy smell in her mouth suddenly, and then a sweet taste continued to enter.

Feng Xingying opened her eyes wide. She wanted to ask him, push him away, and call him to stop, but she seemed powerless.

He was actually feeding her with his own blood!

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Feng Xingying could feel her dry heart being constantly wrapped and stimulated by the black-gold blood of God, her body was constantly boiling, and something seemed to be awakening.

But he still didn't stop. If he feeds her endlessly like this, his strength will be greatly damaged. After all, everyone can only conceive and raise one drop of the blood of God every year.

But in use, nothing is enough.

This time when he went to Qilin City, although Qin Molin had covered all kinds of dangers in one sentence, Feng Xingying could imagine that he must have used a lot of God's blood to fight up little by little to see his father.

He just fed the remaining God's blood to Feng Xingying so recklessly, so what should he do?
With his lips parted, Feng Xingying could already feel obvious changes in his body, his blood was boiling, and his whole body seemed to be roasting in a raging fire.

This feeling is that her blood is about to awaken.

But Qin Molin's complexion was pale.

(End of this chapter)