At this time, Feng Xingying came back. Because of the improvement of her realm, all her previous injuries were swept away. Of course, Qin Molin also contributed to the painstaking efforts to nourish her.

On the contrary, Qin Molin's condition is even worse. After excessive consumption of heart and pulse, he has almost fallen into a semi coma.

But in order to save Feng Xingying, Qin Molin has already made a plan to sacrifice his life. He has stimulated his own divine blood and spiritual power, so that he can maintain such a spiritual environment for Feng Xingying even if he is in a coma.

It's like the water that opens the gate and doesn't intend to take it back.

If you really wait for his spiritual power and hard work to run out, his Shouyuan will be almost the same.

"Fool, I'm not worth it."

Feng Xingying's voice choked. She knew that he was sincere to her, but she didn't expect that he was so sincere that he didn't turn back.

It is said that men are always selfish and never really put women in the highest position in their hearts. They will always be the first to have a powerful career, first to have their own women.

Feng Xingying had seen too much in his previous life and always kept a wait-and-see attitude towards men.

Even if Qin Molin let her heart can't extricate herself, let her can't refuse, but her heart still has a trace of doubt and belong to the woman's reserve.

At this moment, all doubts and reserve dissipated.

He just wanted her to live well.

Feng Xingying kisses Qin Molin's lips on his own initiative. His lips have lost all their blood color and are pale and dry.

Feng Xingying's lips are warm, moist and soft, just like a blooming flower. After touching him, they dye a trace of blood on his dry lips.

Subconsciously, Qin Molin was attached to the familiar temperature and touch. Even in a coma, he was responding to her warmly.

Kiss, lingering warm, Feng Xingying is the first time so active, feel some strange, but not hate.

They were all naked. She just touched him gently to wake up his instinct.

Her gentle touch, for him, is the best catalyst in the world.

Feng Xingying's face showed a blush, but he resolutely met him. He felt some pain, which seemed different from his usual feeling.

Feng Xingying bit his teeth and took the initiative to take up his body. Two people, like two inseparable butterflies, keep flying over the lingchi.

Under the guidance of Feng Xingying, the water in the pool, mixed with all the spiritual power and blood that Qin Molin had forced before, surrounded them and finally formed a huge cocoon.

The two people in the cocoon are still inseparable. They constantly feel each other's body and absorb the spiritual power of the cocoon.

Feng Xingying wakes up Qin Molin's body instinct in the most direct way and leads him into the rhythm of double cultivation.

After that, Qin Molin's physical instinct started, and even more, he started an endless battle. His goal was only one - Feng Xingying. Use a man's instinct.

The huge water blue cocoon is rolling on the grass, and it can be seen that there are two closely connected people in the cocoon, who are tirelessly communicating with their bodies.

Fortunately, in Qin Molin's space, there is no one else except them.

Even some spirit beasts and birds, his courtyard cottage and backyard hot spring, are also designated as forbidden areas, only he and Feng Xingying.

No matter how they toss, no matter how the cocoon rolls, they don't have to worry about the embarrassment of being seen.

There are only two of them in the whole world. The sky is high and the clouds are broad, flying freely.

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