"It's just, it's really reluctant. Qin Mo's voice was ethereal.

"Stupid. Feng Xingying was also infected by his emotions, and felt a little pain inexplicably, and even reached out to get the jade cup: "If you don't want to wake up, don't wake up." It's good for you to do this, weak willow to help the wind, I can bully you as much as I want. ”

"Huh. Qin Mo finally laughed, but he still grabbed the jade cup in his hand before sealing Xingying, and then drank it all: "No matter what I will become, my heart for you will never change." ”

"I believe in you. Feng Xingying nodded, his mood even more solemn.

Originally, the awakening of spiritual power was a very simple matter, as long as the spiritual master controlled the slight stimulation of his spiritual power, it would stimulate ordinary people with qualifications and induce the spiritual power in their bodies.

In the end, it is a very simple "temptation" word.

But Qin Mo is different, after the dean of the Qinghuang Academy rescued Qin Mo that day, he tried to induce him with gentle spiritual power, but found that his body did not react at all, so he was judged as an ordinary person with no qualifications.

The people who live in the Shenhuang Domain are almost all descendants and branches of the Shenhuang clan, they are born with bloodline advantages, and they have abundant spiritual power to nourish their bodies, and those who can awaken spiritual power account for the majority, and those who cannot awaken are only a few.

After all, everyone here can live for at least 20,000 years, and even if they can't awaken their spiritual power, if they can study hard and be knowledgeable, it would be excellent.

Qin Mo didn't try to awaken again after that, and no one thought it was inappropriate.

At this time, Feng Xingying used a lot of strength, her spiritual power was probably not enough, only the blood of the gods could stimulate Qin Molin to recover the spiritual power suppressed in the meridians.

Feng Xingying's only worry was that Qin Molin's demon blood, which had not been completely eradicated, would also take the opportunity to cause chaos.

Time passes little by little.

Qin Mo was quiet, and he actually slept quietly.

He's really heartless!

It's three days like this, and when Feng Xingying awakens his spiritual power, it's obviously a matter of a moment. However, Qin Mo's situation is special, he is recovering spiritual power, not simply awakening.

Feng Xingying was a little anxious, struggling with whether to wake up the sleeping Qin Mo.

Or Lihuang Tianzun made a conclusion to Feng Xingying: Dao Law is natural, you are the blood of gods, not the blood of demons, it is only beneficial to people, and there is no harm. Even if he can't awaken and restore his spiritual power, he should nourish his body and wash the marrow and cut the veins.

That's right, too.

"You're good, you don't have the heart and lungs to sleep soundly, so I worry about you, do you know that I haven't closed my eyes for three days and three nights, and if you don't wake up, I won't care about you. Feng Xingying was just a little angry, pouting and drawing along Qin Mo's eyebrows with his fingers, like a thrush, but Feng Xingying's fingers were cool and soft, but the touch of the eyebrow pencil was different.

Her fingers ran down his eyebrows, then to the bridge of his nose, and finally to the ruddy but angular lips that were cut into the shape of a knife.

Her fingers, unconsciously pressed against his lips, were a little shy.

It's just that Feng Xingying suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he raised his head, he was met by a pair of hot and unruly eyes with some crazy depression.

He actually opened his eyes?

This look is familiar to Feng Xingying, but there are some inexplicable palpitations.

Every time he struggled to control himself, it was this crazy look in his eyes. Every time he was ignited by her, Gu Yaowang was about to explode, and he also looked at him like this.

"Qin Molin?"

Feng Xingying's voice trembled a little, and he was a little expectant.