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Chapter 1930 The Cursed Moon

After dealing with the Tai Chi Palace, Feng Xingying was like he had steamed from the world.

Qin Molin also led the formed medical team and came out in a mighty way - the target curse land.

Feng Xingying felt that everything was like a dream. When she left the Curse Land, her strength was only the little sword king, and she couldn't even open the Lihuang Sword Space for long.

When she returned again, she had already recovered half of her strength. At least after reaching the strength of the Sword Sect, she was not afraid of encountering any danger in the curse land.

On the contrary, Qin Molin is now transformed by a wisp of soul and cannot use many of his ultimate moves.

What Feng Xingying didn't expect was that the curse land fell into chaos again after such a short time.

As soon as their team entered Wangyue City, they were warmly received by Murong Wenxuan.

Murong Wenxuan also brought a lot of news:

The legend of Cursed Moon has been circulating in the Cursed Land. As long as the Cursed Moon appears, the entire Cursed Land will touch the curse, and this place will become a purgatory on earth. Everyone will become a demon.

Last month, the fourteenth, fifteenth, sixteenth, and three days after the full moon, the red moon appeared in the cursed land, which is the legendary cursed moon.

With the appearance of the Red Moon, the people in the Cursed Land also began to change. Some people appeared to be half-beasted, demonized, bloodthirsty and killing during the Red Moon.

But when the Curse Moon disappeared, these people returned to normal.

And this month, the red moon came one day ahead of schedule. Yesterday was thirteen. Before the moon was full, a red cursed moon appeared.

Murong Wenxuan's people had slaughtered a lot of effort to control the transformation of beasts and killing.

Seeing that today is the red moon coming again, it may be in chaos again at night.

"Try changing blood! You are responsible for catching people, and we are mainly responsible for treatment. Give blood to those who are beastly and demonized first." Qin Molin suggested.

"Okay." Murong Wenxuan nodded.

After Murong Wenxuan left, Feng Xingying asked Qin Molin.

"Did you not finish your talk?"

"I will personally explore the so-called Demon King Seal. I suspect it is in the Forbidden Spirit Ancient City, which is your goddess tomb."

"I'll go with you."

"Don't be stupid. A demon king of this level is not something we can deal with. I am just a wisp of soul. If I disappear, it will only make Qin Molin lose some cultivation. But you are different. If you die, you will really die." Qin Molin looked at Feng Xingying with gentle eyes.

Feng Xingying raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you look down on me? I, Feng Xingying, are you so afraid of death in your eyes?"

Qin Molin suddenly stretched out his hand and wrapped Feng Xingying tightly in his arms.

Feng Xingying wanted to reach out and push him away, but hesitated a little.

"Let me hug you, I know you don't love me like this, you love my master. But I really like you."

Feng Xingying's heart also softened, letting him hold it gently, no longer struggling.

"Feng Xingying, are you hungry? Can I make grilled fish for you?"

"Okay, I want another bamboo shoot soup." Feng Xingying's voice was a little sarcastic: "If you can come back, I will kiss you."

"Really? Can you kiss here?" Qin Molin pointed to his lips: "I haven't tasted the kiss myself."

Feng Xingying stopped talking.

Qin Molin quickly explained, "Don't be angry, I'm joking. I'll make you grilled fish. I'll make a lot of grilled fish, you must remember to eat it."

"No, I only eat today's."
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