Feng Xingying had given him a bottle of blood before, which could also suppress demon blood, but he used it on his mother's body.
He now has two options: find a woman to vent the heat of the demon blood, or let the demon blood engulf him.
He, Qin Molin, has never given up.
It didn't happen before and it won't happen now.
But his strength has grown too fast recently, and the problem of lurking demon blood has already been difficult to control.
This time, it is no longer a question of how to control it, but that there is no hope at all.
He didn't want to be completely demonized and turned into a machine that only knew how to kill.
What he was even more afraid of was, would he kill Feng Xingying after being demonized
Qin Molin used his last sanity to control his body and step by step towards the abyss of Qiongze's destruction.
Demon blood, you have tortured me all my life, let’s die together.
"Qin Molin!" A familiar voice sounded from behind him, like the light of heaven.
Qin Molin turned around and saw a bright golden light. The familiar atmosphere and smile in the golden light made his heart calm unconsciously.
She reached out to him and pulled him back.
"Xingying, you still have me in your heart, right?"
"right."
After hearing the answer he wanted, he fell asleep like a child.
He didn't know if it was a dream or reality, but he actually heard her say: "So what if I have you in my heart."
When Qin Molin woke up again, he was already in Tongtian Pavilion.
He introspected his body and found a large amount of traces of God's blood in his body.
Is it Feng Xingying
"Why, you clearly said we don't want to be together anymore, but you use your own blood to help me?"
This time Feng Xingying poured a lot of blood into his body, so much that Qin Molin felt like he would break through at any time.
And those demon blood were purified and oppressed by Feng Xingying's pure divine blood. Qin Molin only needed to spend more time in retreat to clear away the demon blood that had troubled him for many years.
"Xingying, I won't let go." Qin Molin looked at the black impurities forced out of his palm:
"You saved my life, so I'm yours. You can't let me go!"
This principle seems to make sense.
Qin Molin curled up the corners of his lips, his eyes were black and sparkling with a deep light.
"If you think I don't understand you well enough, I will work hard to learn.
If you think I don't love you enough, I can love you more.
If you think I am not strong enough, I will become stronger for you. "Qin Molin murmured to himself:
"Because your blood is flowing in my body, we are destined to be inseparable. I owe you a life, so I will give myself back to you."
He only said these words to himself.
Who would have thought that Qin Molin and Feng Xingying, who they had been searching for day and night to no avail, would be the masters of Tongtian Pavilion wearing masks and openly.
And the other one wears a mask and openly attends the alchemy meeting with another identity
…
At the inn opposite the Feng family, the young master in black and gold robes was already waiting impatiently:
"Xuemei, are we looking in the wrong direction? Is this little monster Qin Molin hiding somewhere else? Or do you want to help him again?"
"Qin Molin doesn't believe me, don't you, brother Qin, believe me too?" Ling Chuxue's eyes were soft and misty with grievance.
"Xuemei, don't be angry. It's my fault. I said the wrong thing, isn't it okay
You know, I will pamper you no matter what you want, even if you want to take my life to please Qin Molin, I, Qin Zhou, will not complain at all. "That man is infatuated.