Feng Xingying had no choice but to follow Qin Molin obediently.
Qin Molin actually smiled and patted Feng Xingying's mushroom umbrella, and asked in a playful way:
"Is this what you plan to do?"
"What should I be afraid of when you are here!" Feng Xingying looked rogue: "Is it possible that there is still someone in this world who dares to take your Qin Molin's spiritual beast to the pot?"
"As long as you like it." Qin Molin didn't know what Feng Xingying was thinking, but as long as she was here, it didn't matter whether she was a spiritual beast or a human being
"Say, what do you want?"
"Spiritual beast blood." Feng Xingying was not polite to him at all, "It doesn't need to be high-level, just anyone at the king level or the clan level will do."
"Heh." Qin Molin looked Feng Xingying up and down.
Feng Xingying was stunned by what he saw, and immediately understood, she quickly covered her big mushroom face with her half-transformed arm:
"Don't look at me. Have you ever seen anyone use their own blood to make materials?"
"Ha~~ For the sake of your life, why don't I reluctantly make you a contract? Didn't you say that no one dares to touch my spirit beast?" Qin Molin really didn't expect that Feng Xingying still has the talent to be a spirit beast. .
What a big pit!
Feng Xingying couldn't bear it anymore.
She has seen men who discharge electricity on men, but she has never seen a guy who discharges electricity on spiritual beasts!
There's nothing to say. This guy didn't know what method he used to recognize her at a glance.
No, you have to resist, she just won’t come back, let’s see what he does!
Feng Xingying kept beating the drum in his heart and followed Qin Molin on the road obediently.
With Qin Molin taking action, hunting spiritual beasts is really not difficult at all.
When a three-person-tall king-level liger fell in front of Feng Xingying like a small mountain, Feng Xingying quickly put the entire animal into the Xihuang Sword space.
Seeing Qin Molin looking at her, she explained awkwardly:
"The king-level spiritual beast is full of treasures. In order not to waste the hero's precious time, I'd better pretend to go back and deal with it slowly."
"Hero?" Qin Molin sneered: "I don't intend to be a hero."
"I just shouted casually, please don't take it too seriously." Feng Xingying was a little embarrassed.
"I don't mind if you call me master." Qin Molin pursed his lips in a good mood: "Or you can call me husband."
"You are so mean, you actually want to abduct a little spirit beast! I want to report to the king!" Feng Xingying complained fiercely.
"Really? I'll take you there." After saying that, Qin Molin carried Feng Xingying and flew to the center of the fan-shaped island without asking her opinion.
"What are you doing? I'm afraid of heights!" Feng Xingying was really helpless when he met this guy who wouldn't even let a spiritual beast go.
You obviously wanted to avoid him, but why did you end up with him
"where are we going?"
"Why, aren't you a spiritual beast? Don't you want to see your king?" Qin Molin raised a smile on his lips: "I will take you to see the king of this island."
"Ah? You don't mean Deer Lord, right?" This fan-shaped island is also called Deer Island, not because there are many deer on the island, but because it is the territory of a distinguished spirit beast on this island. This distinguished spirit beast, The main body is a deer, so it is called Deer Zun.
The territory of Deer Lord is limited to the center of Deer Island, which is also a forbidden area for human experience.
Fortunately, the human spirit masters and the Deer Master have already made an agreement. As long as humans do not step into the Deer Master's private territory, it will not interfere with other matters on Deer Island.
Seeing Qin Molin flying faster and faster, he entered Lu Zun's territory in the blink of an eye.