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 can now go two ways, find a woman to expel the heat of demon blood, or let the demon blood swallow him.

Qin Molin never passed by.

Not before, nor now.

But his strength has grown too fast recently, and the problem of demon blood lurking has long been difficult to control.

This time, it is no longer a question of how to control it, but there is no hope at all.

He didn't want to completely demonize and become a machine that only knows how to kill.

What he was even more afraid of was whether he would kill Feng Xingying after being demonized?

Qin Molin controlled his body with his last reason and walked step by step towards the abyss of destruction of the sky.

Demon Blood, you tortured me for the rest of your life, just press and die together.

"Qin Molin!" A familiar voice sounded from behind him, like a light.

Qin Molin turned around and saw a dazzling golden light. The familiar aura and smile in the golden light made his heart unconsciously calm.

She reached out to him and pulled him back.

"Xingying, you still have me in your heart, right?"

"right."

Hearing the answer he wanted, he fell asleep like a child.

Whether it was a dream or a real thing, 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 number of traces of divine blood in his body.

Is it a star shadow?

"Why, you obviously said you should not be together, but you have to use your own blood to help me?"

This time, Feng Xingying infused a lot of blood into his body, which made Qin Molin feel like he could break through at any time.

And those demon blood were actually purified and oppressed by Feng Xingying's pure divine blood. Qin Molin only needed to spend more time in seclusion to remove the demon blood that had troubled him for many years.

"Xingying, I won't let go." Qin Molin looked at the black impurities that were forced out of his palm:

"You saved my life, so I am yours. You can't want me!"

This principle seems to be very reasonable.

Qin Molin curled the corners of his lips, his eyes were black and bright, and there was a deep light.

"If you think I don't understand you enough, I will study hard.

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 unable to separate. I owe you a life, so I will return myself to you."

He just said these words to himself.

Who would have thought that they were searching for the failed Qin Molin and Feng Xingying day and night, and one of them was openly wearing a mask in Tongtian Pavilion to be his pavilion master.

The other one is wearing a mask and attending the alchemy meeting in a noble manner as another identity?

...

In the inn opposite the Feng family, the young man in black and golden robe was already a little impatient:

"Snow Sister, have we found the wrong direction? Will Qin Molin, the little monster, hide in another place? Or do you want to help him again?"

"Qin Molin doesn't believe me. Brother Qin, don't you, don't believe me?" Ling Chuxue's eyes were soft and mist of grievance.

"Snow Sister, don't be angry? It's because I'm wrong. Can't I say the wrong thing?
Chapter completed!