Chapter 1182: Moyu Lion King, Xiaoyu?

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"Xiaoying, tell me, are you from the temple? When I just woke up, the dean took me to the temple for a blood test. I heard that anyone who suddenly appears and has no known origin is from the Divine Phoenix. It came out of the hall of the island temple. You are so smart, only the temple can cultivate it."

"I don't have amnesia, I'm not from the temple." Feng Xingying shook his head.

"Then won't you leave me?"

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

Although they have only been together for a month, she is, after all, the only bright sunshine in all his dark years.

A habit is to sit and chat with her and have a meal, and ordinary life also feels very meaningful.

Feng Xingying had no idea of ​​a savior, she had awakened the bloodline of the Divine Phoenix.

But the power of this mainland temple is stable, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Isn't everything good?

To put it bluntly, she has not many Feng Xingying, why should she join in the fun?

Feng Xingying's parents were long gone, and her grandfather was still in Yunxi Continent. The Divine Phoenix Clan on this Divine Phoenix Island were only of the same clan as her, and they were not good enough to recognize each other.

She would rather be like this every day, eat the dishes made by Qin Mo, and then make Qin Mo's face red.

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

She thanked this continent for the time setting. If they could live to be three hundred years old, they would have been together for a hundred thousand years. What's not to be satisfied with?

The night wind was slightly cool, Qin Mo sat reading in the moonlight, and a black, half-human-height curly poodle lay 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's my pet dog, Ming's name is Xiaoyu."

Xiaoyu, pet dog?

The Moyu Lion King of the good blood of the divine beast was forcibly turned into a pet black dog by Qin Mo? Your black dog comes with a night pearl? You bully the spirit beast so much, have you asked the spirit beast's mood?

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

"Xiaoyu, you know me, right?" Feng Xingying stretched out her hand to cover Xiaoyu's book.

"Ow~" Xiaoyu gave Feng Xingying a humane look, without resisting or getting too excited, as if she really didn't know Feng Xingying before.

Feng Xingying couldn't figure it out, what's going on with this person and beast? Amnesia in collective play or intentional?

Qin Mo's appearance was not intentional. He sealed all the ill-will and demon blood in this way, allowing him to return to the most simple and peaceful state. Feng Xingying was very happy for him.

Even Feng Xingying would rather he never regain his memory.

That's it, isn't it nice?

As for the Moyu Lion King, it is a trivial matter. The spiritual power fluctuations on the Moyu Lion King are still there, at least it is a holy-level spirit beast, which can protect Qin Mo.

Although this space does not close the house at night, does not pick up things on the road, and the security is so good that it hurts, but Qin Mo has no spiritual power at all now, which makes Feng Xingying worry.

"I also have pets, and there are three more." Feng Xingying prepared to summon Sesame, Watermelon and Queen Bee in a fit of anger.