"It's just that I really feel reluctant to leave." Qin Mo's voice was ethereal and distant.
"Idiot." Feng Xingying was also infected by his emotions, feeling a little painful inexplicably, and even reached out to grab the jade cup: "If you don't want to wake up, don't wake up. It's good for you to be like this, weak Liu Fufeng, what do I want? If I bully you, I will bully you as much as I want."
"Ha." Qin Mo finally laughed out loud, but still grabbed the jade cup in his hand before Feng Xingying, and drank it all in one gulp: "No matter what I will become, my heart for you will never be the same. It will change.”
"I believe you." Feng Xingying nodded, feeling even more solemn.
Originally, awakening spiritual power was a very simple matter. As long as the spiritual master controlled his own spiritual power and stimulated it slightly, it would stimulate qualified ordinary people and induce the spiritual power in their bodies.
In the final analysis, it is a very simple "lure" formula.
But Qin Mo was different. After the dean of Qinghuang Academy rescued Qin Mo, 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 Territory are almost all descendants and branches of the Divine Phoenix Clan. They are born with bloodline advantages and have abundant spiritual energy to nourish their bodies. The majority of people can awaken their spiritual energy, and the minority are those who cannot.
After all, everyone here can live for at least 20,000 years or more. Even if they can't awaken their spiritual power, it would be great if they can study hard and become knowledgeable.
Qin Mo didn't try to awaken again, and no one thought it was inappropriate.
At this time, Feng Xingying used a lot of strength. Her spiritual power was probably not enough. Only the blood of God could stimulate Qin Molin to recover the spiritual power suppressed in his meridians.
Feng Xingying's only worry was that Qin Molin's demon blood, which had not been completely eradicated, would take the opportunity to cause trouble.
Time passes little by little.
Qin Mo was quiet and fell asleep quietly.
He is so heartless!
Three days passed by like this. When Feng Xingying awakened his spiritual power, it only took a moment. However, Qin Mo's situation is special. He is recovering his spiritual power, rather than simply awakening.
Feng Xingying was a little anxious, debating whether to wake up the sleeping Qin Mo.
It was Lihuang Tianzun who made the conclusion for Feng Xingying: Taoism is natural, you are the blood of gods, not the blood of demons, and it can only be beneficial to people, not harmful. Even if he can't awaken and restore his spiritual power, he can just nourish his body and cleanse his marrow and cut his veins.
Right.
"It's better for you. You're careless and sleep soundly, which makes me worry about you. Do you know that I haven't slept for three days and three nights? If you don't wake up, I won't care about you." Feng Xingying was just a little angry. After typing it out, he curled his lips and used his fingers to draw along Qin Mo's eyebrow shape, like a thrush, but Feng Xingying's fingers were cool and soft, which was different from the touch of an eyebrow pencil.
Her fingers followed his eyebrows, then outlined the bridge of his nose, and finally landed on those ruddy but sharp-edged lips.
Her fingers pressed on his lips unconsciously, feeling a little shy.
But Feng Xingying suddenly felt something was wrong. He raised his head and met a pair of hot and unruly eyes with a hint of madness and depression.
He actually opened his eyes
This look was familiar to Feng Xingying, but it made her heart palpitate inexplicably.
It was this crazy look in his eyes every time he couldn't control himself. It was the same look in his eyes every time he was turned on by her and was about to explode.
"Qin Molin?"
Feng Xingying's voice was a little trembling, but also a little expectant.