Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 1075: Missing Chuxue III: Qin 1 in Distress

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Whether there is or not, let her take a look. At least, he should believe her.

The two hurried to the Linghuang Pavilion prepared by the Tongtian Pavilion for the Lord of the Nine Stars.

After Ling Chuxue turned into an ice phoenix divine beast, Qin Molin thought about it and erased her memory to make Feng Xingying a magical beast. So it was placed in the Linghuang Pavilion.

Only at this time, the door of the Linghuang Pavilion was open, and it was empty and quiet.

"There is a smell of blood in the air! Over there!" Feng Xingying shrugged her nose.

The two accelerated again and kept rushing in the direction of the surge of blood.

There is a man lying there, his face is haggard this week. It's like a fresh fruit, half of the juice has been pumped away, and it starts to become dry.

The man's face, which is more wrinkled than the elderly, no longer shows the original heroic appearance.

"Qin Yi!" Qin Molin recognized him at a glance, and hurriedly poured his spiritual power into him.

"Master, I'm sorry. Ice Phoenix, I was snatched away." Qin Yi's voice also became dry: "I didn't complete the task."

"Don't talk." Feng Xingying first sealed Qin Yi's veins to prevent his anger from continuing to drain.

Qin Yi's tendons are worse than what they show.

This situation made Feng Xingying think of vampires.

The person who only worked on Qin Yi, not only absorbed the vitality in his blood, but also all his spiritual power.

If Qin Molin and Feng Xingying hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid Qin Yi would have done it personally at this time.

This method is really terrible.

The only way to save people is blood transfusion!

"My blood was used to save you last time." Feng Xingying looked directly at Qin Molin:

"Now you have two choices, let him die, or save him with your own blood.

If he inherits your blood, he will fall into the torment of the demon blood just like you, and the symptoms may be milder than you, or more serious than you.

You saved him, maybe, it will hurt him. "

"Help him!" Qin Molin made a decisive action, a deep cold flashed in his eyes: "You do it. I believe you."

Feng Xingying nodded.

The reason why Qin Molin's demon blood can be suppressed for so many years is not just perseverance, but also has something to do with the blood of his protoss from Linshan.

The people of Linshan refused to recognize Qin Molin's status because of his mother's status, but from a medical point of view, his bloodline inheritance could not be changed.

But Qin Yi is different. He is not necessarily a descendant of the **** race, and he may not be able to bear the terrible power of the demon blood.

As for Feng Xing Ying, the blood of God has been exhausted now, and it will take a year to gather a drop. She couldn't save Qin Yi with her own blood.

In this way, rescuing him may not have harmed him.

For Qin Yi, Feng Xingying felt somewhat self-blame.

Qin Yi was always ordered to protect her when Qin Molin was away, and he did a lot of things for her.

She obviously had a chance to save Qin Yi in advance, but because she didn't believe her instinct, she missed the best opportunity.

Now that Qin Yi has become like this, Feng Xingying feels uncomfortable.

But she cannot be affected by emotions.

She is now a healer, and what she has to do is to calm her heart as water, so that she can perform blood transfusion for Qin Yi.

Feng Xingying's set of actions was completely strange in Qin Molin's eyes.

Especially a tube can draw his blood away, which he finds even more strange and even a little resistant.

After all, the feeling of blood loss will cause some of the spiritual power of the spiritual being to pass away.

But because the person who did it was Feng Xingying, he was willing to believe her.