Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 1182: Moyu Lion King, Xiaoyu?

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"Xiaoying, you said, would you be from the temple? When I first awoke, the dean took me to the temple for a blood test. I heard that anyone who suddenly appeared and had an unknown origin, Bacheng was You came out of the hall of the Shenhuang Island Temple. You are so smart, and only the temple can cultivate."

"I have no memory loss, I am not from the temple." Feng Xingying shook her head.

"Will you leave me then?"

"Of course." Feng Xingying felt a little pain in her heart. She finally understood why Qin Mo couldn't lift up her energy. It turned out that he was stimulated by Feng Xingying's literary level and felt that Feng Xingying would leave him.

Although she has only been together for a month, after all, she is the only bright sunshine in all his gloomy years.

A habit is to sit and chat with her, eat a meal, and the ordinary life feels particularly meaningful.

Feng Xingying doesn't have any savior's thoughts. She has awakened the blood of the Divine Phoenix, and it is reasonable to say that she should indeed go to the temple.

But the power of this mainland temple is stable, and the people live and work in peace, isn't everything just like this?

To put it bluntly, she doesn't have many stars, why should she go to join in the fun?

Feng Xingying's parents are no longer there, and her grandparents are still in Yunxi Continent. The Divine Phoenix tribe on this Divine Phoenix Island is only of the same race as her, not so good that they must be recognized.

She would rather do this every day, eating Qin Mo's dishes, and then teasing Qin Mo to the blush.

She just wants to be with Qin Molin for a lifetime.

She is grateful for the time setting of this continent. If they can live 300 years, they will be able to stay together for 100,000 years. What is there to be unsatisfied?

The night breeze was slightly cool, Qin Mo sat reading in the moonlight, and a dark, half-human curly poodle was lying at Qin Mo's feet.

On his forehead, there is a white spot of light, shining brightly, illuminating the entire yard into daylight, which is better than a few hundred watts of electric light.

"Moyu Lion King!" Feng Xingying called out the name of the spirit beast.

"It is my pet dog, named Xiaoyu."

Xiaoyu, pet dog?

The Moyu Lion King, who has a good blood of the beast, was forcibly turned into a pet black dog by Qin Mo? Does your black dog bring Ye Mingzhu? You bully the spirit beast so much, have you ever asked the spirit beast's mood?

Feng Xingying's lips twitched. It seemed that she was not the worst. Seeing someone worse than her, Feng Xingying was relieved.

"Xiaoyu, you know me, don't you?" Feng Xingying stretched out her hand to cover Xiaoyu's book.

"Woo~" Xiaoyu glanced at Feng Xingying humanely, without resisting, and not too excited, as if she didn't know Feng Xingying before.

Feng Xingying couldn't figure it out. What is the cause of this person and beast? Amnesia in group play or deliberate?

Qin Mo's appearance is not like deliberately. He sealed all hostility and demon blood in this way, allowing him to return to the simplest peace. Feng Xingying was very happy for him.

Even, Feng Xingying would rather he never retrieve the memory.

That’s it, isn’t it great?

As for the Moyu Lion King, it is all trivial. The spirit power fluctuations on the Moyu Lion King are still there. At least it is a holy spirit beast, which can protect Qin Mo anyway.

Although in this space, the house is not closed at night, the road is not picked up, and the law and order is so good that it is painful, but Qin Mo now has no spiritual power at all, after all, it makes Feng Xingying feel uneasy.

"I also have pets, and there are three more." Feng Xingying angrily prepared to summon Sesame, Watermelon and Queen Bee.