At this moment, Feng Xingying came back. Because of her improvement in realm, all her previous injuries were wiped away. Of course, it was also due to Qin Molin's hard work and nourishment.
On the contrary, Qin Molin's condition was even worse. After his heart was exhausted, he almost fell into a semi-coma.
But Qin Molin was ready to sacrifice his life in order to save Feng Xingying, and actually stimulated his own divine blood and spiritual power, allowing him to maintain such a spiritual environment for Feng Xingying even if he was unconscious.
It's like water that has been opened and never intended to be taken back.
If he really waits until his spiritual power and hard work are exhausted, his lifespan will be almost gone.
"Fool, I don't deserve this."
Feng Xingying's voice was choked with sobs. She knew that he was sincere to her, but she didn't expect that this sincerity would be so unhesitating.
It is said that men are always selfish and never really put women in the highest position in their hearts. They always have their country's hegemony first and themselves before they have women.
Feng Xingying had seen too many men in his previous life and always maintained a wait-and-see attitude towards men.
Even though Qin Molin made her obsessed with him and made her unable to refuse, there was still a trace of doubt and a woman's reserve in her heart.
At this moment, all doubts and reservations disappeared.
He just wanted her to live well.
Feng Xingying took the initiative to kiss Qin Molin's lips. His lips had lost all color and were pale and cracked.
Feng Xingying's lips were warm, moist and soft, like a blooming flower. After touching him, his chapped lips were stained with a trace of blood.
Qin Molin subconsciously fell in love with this familiar temperature and touch. Even in a coma, he responded to her enthusiastically.
The kiss was passionate and lingering. This was the first time that Feng Xingying took the initiative. It felt a little strange, but not annoying.
They were naked, she just touched him gently, awakening his body's instincts.
Her gentle touch was the best catalyst in the world for him.
A shy blush appeared on Feng Xingying's face, but she faced his fiery giant blade resolutely. There was some pain, which seemed to be different from usual feelings.
Feng Xingying gritted his teeth and took the initiative to lift his body. The two of them were like two inseparable butterflies, constantly flying over the spiritual pool.
The water in the pool, mixed with all the spiritual power and divine blood that Qin Molin had forced out before, surrounded them under the guidance of Feng Xingying, and finally formed a huge cocoon.
The two people in the cocoon are still inseparable, constantly sensing each other's body and absorbing the spiritual power in the cocoon.
Feng Xingying awakened Qin Molin's body instinct in the most direct way and led him into the rhythm of dual cultivation.
After that, Qin Molin's body instincts turned on and he started an endless battle. His battle target was only one - Feng Xingying. Use manly instinct.
The huge aqua blue silkworm cocoon keeps rolling on the grass. It is faintly visible that there are two people closely connected in the cocoon, tirelessly using their bodies to carry out primitive communication.
Fortunately, there was no one else but the two of them in Qin Molin's space.
Even if there are some spiritual beasts and birds, his courtyard thatched cottage and backyard hot spring are designated as forbidden areas, only for him and Feng Xingying.
No matter how they toss, no matter how the cocoon rolls, there is no need to worry about the embarrassment of being seen.
There were only two of them in the whole world. The sky is high and the clouds are wide, soar wherever you want.