It was really a thigh hug. After the watermelon became smaller, the four little paws worked hard to hang on Feng Xingying's thigh and act as a leg pendant.
These two little things are not small now, but they are both used to acting cute. Knowing that Feng Xingying likes cute little things, he refuses to grow bigger.
"Okay, okay, I'll bring you a little brother who can cook."
"really?"
"There is another one vying for favor." Feng Xingying didn't dare to say it at all. Just hope they can ignore the existence of steamed buns.
Fortunately, Mantou was in poor condition and was still sleeping. Feng Xingying placed him beside Qin Molin to accompany him. These two jealous spirit beasts probably thought they only belonged to Qin Molin.
Feng Xingying's space has reached the point where it has become its own world. It seems that after this rotation of time and space, her space has become more perfect, especially in terms of fantasy.
Rivers and mountains, birds, insects and beasts, spiritual crystals, spiritual plants and spiritual beasts. It seemed like there was just no one left.
As a gluttonous duo, Sesame and Xigua quickly caught a big fish, a pig bear and some spiritual mushrooms, spiritual plants, and spiritual rice to give Huangfu a chance.
Huangfu has yet to recover from the shock, and his mouth is still O-shaped. Fortunately, he is used to serving Feng Xingying's food, and now he is used to making a big pot.
"Yes, it's edible, but I'm not as good at cooking as sister Yunxiang. You still have to practice." Xigua didn't buy Huangfu Yinnian's cooking skills.
"Mamahuhu can eat it. He's a little worse than King Leng. Master, what happened to him? Will he die? Although he is my love rival, I can't bear to let him go." Sesame secretly looked at Qin Molin.
Obviously, it wanted to eat Qin Molin's delicious food more than Huangfu Yiannian.
Huangfu was also very confused at the thought. Just now he had doubled Feng Xingying's appetite, but Feng Xingying didn't eat a bite! All were eaten by these two little things.
Huangfu immediately knew that Master’s Wife needed to eat spiritual things for her cultivation, and the things here were just right for her, so he took the initiative and said, “Master’s Wife, can I make some more?”
"No, I don't need to eat recently." Feng Xingying shook his head.
Her bloodline of God is resurrected, not reawakened, and her strength will naturally recover, but it will take some time, and it has nothing to do with whether she eats or not.
If she had a choice, Feng Xingying would rather wait for Qin Molin to wake up and eat the food Qin Molin cooked for her.
But Qin Molin's situation made Feng Xingying unable to be optimistic at all.
Excessive loss of divine power, excessive loss of spiritual power, and excessive loss of star power.
The demon blood that Qin Molin had been suppressing and thought was eradicated seemed to be eroding Qin Molin's body.
Feng Xingying set up a double cultivation formation, constantly using his star stone to attract and call Qin Molin.
With Feng Xingying here, everything was finally under control.
Time passes day by day.
Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Qin Molin finally woke up.
Fortunately, it took Qin Molin two years to wake up and only one day to recover his spiritual and divine power!
After he wakes up and can control himself independently, he can recover quickly.
It's just that the power of the stars has been damaged after all, and it is difficult to recover in a short time.
"We seem to be in a time and space where time has stagnated. Maybe this place is the same as Divine Phoenix Island?" Feng Xingying used an age-testing stone to measure his age:
"Ten years later, I will still be seventeen years old..."
Feng Xingying really wanted to grow up a few years ago, but it was difficult to realize this wish.
This period is also her most diligent day.