"You are my wife, so what if you hold another wedding with me?" Qin Molin said.
Feng Xingying nodded. He seemed to be right. He was not Qin Molin, he was also Qin Molin. He was transformed into a ray of Qin Molin's divine consciousness, that is, a clone of Qin Molin.
After all, the clone is also a part of me.
It's just that Qin Molin's strength seems to have improved a lot. One of his spiritual clones can actually condense his body and have such independent thoughts. It just made Feng Xingying a little repelled.
Originally, Feng Xingying did not support Qin Molin in helping the orcs to see the light of day again. The number of orcs was very different from that of humans, and their thoughts were too simple and kind. They were completely weak in this regard, but there were several supreme strongmen among them who were demigods. To the extent that one person can destroy an entire sect of mankind.
If they are allowed to live together with humans, I am afraid that interests and conspiracy will cause a war again, and the situation will be out of control.
It is better to continue as they are now, they continue to live in seclusion, have no contact with humans, and live in peace with each other.
But Feng Xingying herself had some guesses about the spaceship, and when Qin Molin told her, she became more certain.
The activation of this spaceship must require the inheritance and cooperation of the orcs. The condition for their cooperation is probably that Qin Molin, the holy son, will take them out of the underground city.
Qin Molin stared into Feng Xingying's eyes and spoke seriously: "You will be my queen, and we will lead them out together. I believe that when you and I join forces, we will be able to arrange the relationship between orcs, humans, and orcs." relation."
"Okay." Feng Xingying nodded.
Qin Molin's eyes lit up: "You promised to marry me?"
"yes!"
Qin Molin felt happy, even though he knew that Feng Xingying's answer was for that Qin Molin.
But his question was about "me". Regardless of whether he was a clone or not, it was a fact that she was willing to marry him. He has no regrets in his life.
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Under Qin Molin's personal planning, his and Feng Xingying's wedding was held under carefully arranged purple and red iris petals.
Feng Xingying returned to his original human appearance, with snow-white skin and a dazzlingly beautiful face, as bright as a pearl.
Huang Xiong and Huang Dora of the Lion Tribe are still discussing:
"Xiao Du looks so pale today. Why does she feel like a human being like the Holy Son?"
"Shh, don't talk nonsense. I've asked the Snake Tribe. They don't have Xiaoya at all. Moreover, people from the Snake Tribe have long tongues. Xiaodu looks more like a human. I have long thought that she is abnormal. Got it." Huang Xiong whispered to his sister.
"Then shall we report it to the Holy Son?"
"Look at the way the Holy Son looks at her, full of passion. The two of us are a couple."
"Oops, the Holy Son came to see my father today, and it seems that he wants to take away the Holy Grail of our orc tribe." Huang Dora was anxious: "I have to tell Xiaoya!"
"Which Holy Grail? Isn't there a three-color Holy Grail at my father's place?"
"The yellow one is the Holy Grail that makes people forget a memory. No, Xiaoya is my friend, I want to tell Xiaoya." Huang Dora was anxious and wanted to find Feng Xingying.
Unfortunately, the wedding of Feng Xingying and Qin Molin has come to an end with the blessing of the great shaman.
Qin Molin took out the golden Holy Grail, poured half a glass of wine, and drank with Feng Xingying. There was a deep tenderness on his face.