"When my master goes out in the future, I will find hundreds of beautiful men for you to choose from."
"...Master, can we not go off topic?" Feng Xingying felt like he wanted to cry without tears. Why did this matter change when it came to Master
"What kind of person do you want to be as a disciple? I just want to find someone who can stay with me forever.
"Okay, okay, just one. I think Ji Jue is pretty good too."
"You can accept him if you like him." Feng Xingying gave Lihuang Tianzun a big white eye.
"Are you making fun of Master? Are you okay?" Lihuang Tianzun suddenly changed his style:
"Then you can go make alchemy!"
"It must be his own master who is so harsh." Feng Xingying obediently practiced alchemy under the torture of Lihuang Tianzun.
Feng Xingying is a person who can easily concentrate. Once he concentrates on one thing, those worries that have been pressing in his heart can be suppressed again.
It's not that she doesn't feel pain, it's just that she can suppress the pain so that they can't control the emotions that affect her.
"Qin Molin, I really love you, but I really want to let go of your hand."
This sentence was written on the note that Sesame brought out.
Qin Molin looked at the familiar Feng Xingying style simple font, feeling as if there was a heavy weight on his chest.
"Why don't you believe me? You don't even want to give me a chance to explain?" Qin Molin murmured to himself: "Xingying, your heart is so cruel."
"You didn't believe her in the first place." Ji Jue said, "I can probably guess a thing or two about what you did. Your purpose may be for his own good.
But you overlooked the most important point - that is how she feels.
Since you don't care about her feelings, why should she be with you? "
Qin Molin stared at Ji Jue coldly and did not respond.
Ji Jue looked back without any sign of weakness.
Not to mention the painting style of these two people in the same frame, they are exceptionally harmonious and beautiful.
Qin Molin did not take action against Ji Jue again, because he knew that if he did, Feng Xingying would be even more isolated and helpless.
Ji Jue met Qin Molin's razor-sharp gaze and asked, "Have you ever tried to truly understand her? If not, what qualifications do you have to get her love?"
After Ji Jue said this, he turned around and left without further delay.
The night wind ruffled his long hair, blowing his dazzling bright red brocade robe, which was charming and beautiful. It was obviously a vulgar color, but it didn't make people feel vulgar.
Qin Molin glanced at Ji Jue's back and felt even more unhappy.
Is this what jealousy feels like
I still remember that when he was a child, he also had an older brother. The older brother he once trusted grabbed his collar and asked him:
“Have you tried the feeling of jealousy? Have you tried the feeling of the woman you like but likes someone else
What did you say? Why don't you like her? Do you think she is a gift and you can just give it up if you say so? I, Qin Zhou, will definitely take back everything I have. "
Since then, the Qin family's brotherhood has begun. Qin Molin no longer has any brothers.
Now, is the only one he has, Feng Xingying, parting ways with him
Qin Molin looked at the endless sky, his blood boiling all over his body.
It was like returning to the deep pool of despair. A deep pool more terrifying than Qiongze.
His eyes suddenly turned a terrifying red color, and his sanity began to fade away.
Qin Molin knew that this time, he might not be so lucky. His demon blood was only supported by willpower.
Now is his weakest and most desperate moment, and it may be difficult to stop the erosion of the demon blood.