"How dare you!" Qin Molin's anger soared again.
Feng Xingying has never changed his ways. Now he wants to sense him
Qin Molin was different from Ye Jingning. He was stronger than Feng Xingying and had a special constitution. He didn't know if Feng Xingying would be like the last time when he used divine premonition on him.
If that were the case, he would rather face danger than let Feng Xingying perform the spell!
But Feng Xingying was already standing there quietly, his eyes sparkling with golden light, and his aura was sacred.
Qin Molin really didn't dare to interrupt her rashly.
But his eyes became darker and deeper, and he could hardly control his anger.
Until Feng Xingying fainted again, the consequences were more serious than the last time he used divine premonition to sense the saint Ye Nian.
"Is it in your heart that I can't protect you?" Qin Molin's voice was filled with a hint of pain.
Feng Xingying was hurt more because of him than he was hurt himself.
Such Feng Xingying made him heartbroken and helpless.
He wanted to protect her, but ended up getting her hurt because of himself. This self-blame gnawed at his heart.
Qin Molin hugged Feng Xingying's soft body and clenched his fists. He couldn't blame Feng Xingying for being disobedient, he could only blame himself for not being strong enough.
The realm that Ye Nian often mentioned should not be left to her, because she was Feng Xingying's only relative.
Therefore, it was Qin Molin who should try it. If you want to protect the one you love, you must have more power than anyone else.
Qin Molin just hugged Feng Xingying quietly and kept his sitting position unchanged.
Until Feng Xingying woke up leisurely, looked at Qin Molin guiltily, stuck out her tongue pitifully, and shook Qin Molin's arm coquettishly:
"Qin Molin, please stop being angry, okay?"
"Okay." Qin Molin nodded, then held her face and kissed her deeply.
Feng Xingying blinked, knowing that he was in the wrong, and was completely embarrassed to resist, allowing him to "punish" in his own way.
Fortunately, Qin Molin didn't know what stimulation he received, and his movements were surprisingly gentle, which made Feng Xingying make a shameful sound.
"Qin Molin, I promise that I will never use that unreliable divine prediction technique again. As long as you and your mother are fine, what else do I care about others?" Feng Xingying was sincere this time.
"Yeah." Qin Molin refused to stop.
Feng Xingying could only let him go.
"Xingying, let's go back when the literary test in a thousand years is over." Qin Molin suddenly said.
"Okay. I also want to meet my two disciples." Feng Xingying agreed.
Although she couldn't bear to leave Ye Nian, Qin Molin also had a mother who lived here for a thousand years and outside for three years.
After three years of separation, it was time to go back and see how Mrs. Ru was doing and whether she had been bullied because Qin Molin was gone.
There is also the Spiritual Cultivation Academy. Feng Xingying has promised to become the disciple of Dean Tao, and she has to go back to fulfill her promise.
As well as the formation she contributed, Feng Xingying also wanted to see how effective it was.
What Feng Xingying wanted to do most was to find out who controlled the communication between the outside world and the Divine Phoenix Territory, and whether it would bring any danger to the Divine Phoenix Territory.
After all, she still wanted to help Ye Nian.
At this moment, a terrifying scene suddenly flashed through Feng Xingying's mind.
It was a woman, exuding a terrifying demonic aura. Her sharp nails were digging into another young woman's chest, she took out a bloody heart, and stuffed it into her mouth with a ferocious look.