No, she couldn't let Qin Molin be controlled by the demon blood.
As a doctor, Feng Xingying understood. When people's desires reach their peak, it is also when they are most easily controlled by foreign objects.
Feng Xingying gritted his teeth suddenly.
His tongue originally entered her mouth and was bitten by her, causing blood to flow from it.
The blood on his body suddenly disappeared, his eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky, he looked quietly at Feng Xingying's face, and then lowered his eyes little by little.
Snow-white neck, exquisite curves, and skin as smooth as jade.
But he closed his eyes suddenly and threw his black cloak on her.
The next moment, Feng Xingying disappeared.
As early as when Qin Molin took off her clothes emotionally, her restraints were already released. At this time, he took the opportunity to enter the Xihuang Sword space.
She was still wrapped in his black cloak. Under the black cloak, she only had two tight underwear.
Feng Xingying hurriedly found clothes to change into, and his breathing was very unstable.
"Hey, my little apprentice is pretty good. He actually went to sleep with someone? Well done!" Lihuang Tianzun's familiar joking voice came: "How are you? Did you use the Divine Phoenix Clan branding method I taught you?"
"No!" Feng Xingying's heart was in confusion.
"Then you slept with me for nothing, then?"
"No, it's not what you think. Master, please stop talking, even if he and I... I won't put a brand on him! What two people look at together is each other's hearts, not any brand."
Lihuang Tianzun had said before that as long as the man she slept with was hers!
This is not because her apprentice is stupid and gives away meat and sleeps in vain, but because she, the master, has enough cards.
As early as when Feng Xingying was in a bad mood, Lihuang Tianzun forcibly passed on the Divine Phoenix Clan's secret technique, the Mark of Absolute Love, to Feng Xingying.
This secret technique can only be used by descendants who have awakened the bloodline of the Divine Phoenix clan. It is a secret technique that was lost in ancient times and can only be used by women.
Although the Mark of Absolute Love has many restrictions, its effect is indeed overbearing - in Lihuang Tianzun's words, "I have slept with you, and you are mine!"
As long as you use this secret technique when a man and a woman are in love, and imprint your soul on the other person, this man will be yours and no one can take it away.
Because once he has this brand, he simply can't stand other women getting close to him. For a man, he may not love you like crazy, but he may never be happy with anyone else.
Such a domineering secret technique is indeed powerful.
But Feng Xingying didn't want to use it.
"What I want is that he has me in his heart. If not, I would rather watch him spend time with someone else." Feng Xingying's voice was a little ethereal.
Lihuang Tianzun hated the fact that iron was not made of steel: "You silly boy, you are usually very strong, but why are you so cowardly when it comes to feelings?"
"This is not cowardice, this is respect." Feng Xingying nodded firmly.
At this moment, she could feel that her mood was calmer than ever. All the previous disturbances disappeared.
None of that matters anymore.
Everyone has their moments of weakness and entanglement, and Feng Xingying is also a human being. She can indulge herself in falling into such a quagmire occasionally, but she won't get too deep into it.
It's time to come out.
Feng Xingying, who has regained his former aura, is back again.
She put on her favorite purple iris-embroidered gauze skirt again, tied up her long messy hair with a rosewood moire hairpin, and walked out of the Xihuang Sword Space.
The demon blood in Qin Molin's eyes has faded and he has returned to his former appearance.
The two of them looked at each other.
No one mentioned the ambiguity that had happened before.