After binding the system, I caught the villain in the comprehension world

"Wait—" Hua Wumian put her hands on Song Qianzhi's chest to prevent him from continuing.

Song Qianzhi held his hands and turned over to sleep on his side. Instead of forcing him, he kissed his slender fingers, "What's wrong?"

Hua Wumian finally found out that Song Qianzhi's eyes were red, obviously affected by his blood.

If so, how will they have sex in the future?

"We can't go on like this." He gritted his teeth.

Song Qianzhi was not in a hurry, but put his arms around him, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter? Did it hurt you just now?"

Hua Wumian gritted her teeth and pushed Song Qianzhi away, reluctantly said: "Let's separate."

If his bloodline really affects Song Qianzhi, even if it continues, the result will be separation.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

He didn't want Song Qianzhi to go crazy because of him in the end.

Ordinary monks couldn't resist the toxicity of mandala, let alone Song Qianzhi's cultivation was lower than him.

Always with him, just smelling the aroma will cause some hallucinations, leading to a big change in temperament.

These days, he has slowly figured out that his own bloodline is the biggest problem between them.

Song Qianzhi insisted: "Aren't we reconciled?"

"It's over." Hua Wumian lowered her head, avoiding Song Qianzhi's sight.

How could Song Qianzhi give up?

After finally communicating with Hua Wumian, they will definitely not be separated inexplicably.

He turned the other person's face away, "Please explain the reason clearly, if I can accept it, then we will separate."

There were tears in Hua Wumian's eyes, like a pitiful big rabbit.

"Dive, woo..."

Song Qianzhi felt distressed, hugged him, and coaxed: "Mianmian don't cry, I'm here, we won't be separated, don't cry obediently, it won't look good if you cry."

"Then you don't like me anymore?" Hua Mianmian sniffed and said pitifully.

Song Qianzhi kissed the beautiful eyes full of tears, "How come? As long as it is you, I like it."

He likes both Hua Wumian and Hua Mianmian.

"My blood is too inferior, it will affect your sanity, and then you will go crazy again, which is not good for me, and Wumian will be sad, and I will be sad too." Hua Mianmian said sullenly.

But no matter how sad he is, he still likes Song Qianzhi very much and wants to be with Song Qianzhi.

But the other one didn't think so.

Hua Wumian didn't want Song Qianzhi to always lose his mind and end up hurting each other.

Although Song Qianzhi has accepted the fact that his wife is a genius, it still feels too sour to say it in person.

He lightly pinched Hua Mianmian's nose, "If you just tell me directly that you have two personalities, aren't you afraid to scare me and scare me away?"

Hua Mianmian blinked, "Didn't you always know?"

Because Song Qianzhi always changed their titles easily and accurately distinguished the two personalities.

Song Qianzhi: "..."

Can he say it's all instinct?

Because when Hua Wumian switched personalities, his eyes were different.

When the eyes are soft, it is Mianmian, and when the eyes are sharp, it is naturally sleepless.

He has been with Hua Wumian for so long, and he has reached the point of reflexively switching names.

In fact, his feelings for Hua Wumian have been deeply rooted in his bones and cannot be separated.

"Why don't you talk?" Hua Mianmian poked Song Qianzhi's chest with her finger and said softly.

Song Qianzhi grabbed the troublesome hand on his chest and took a light bite, "Don't tease me if you don't want to do it!"

Hua Mianmian blushed, "I thought about it, but he said I can't do it, for fear that you will lose your mind."

Then they fight again and break up.

He didn't want to break up with Song Qianzhi.

Song Qianzhi looked at his wife who was as soft as a rabbit in his arms, sighed, and hugged her into his arms.

He bowed his head and kissed Hua Mianmian's pure cheek, "There is really nothing I can do about you."

Hua Mianmian said innocently: "Originally, he and I worked very hard to plant a Tianxin dragon blood fruit tree, and wanted to use the fruit on the fruit tree to refine elixirs to improve blood vessels, so that we would have no problems together."

Song Qianzhi's hand on Hua Mianmian's waist froze, "Where did you get that Tianxin dragon blood fruit tree?"

Hua Mianmian blinked, and said a little embarrassedly: "He went to the Dragon Clan to steal it."

"The land of the Dragon Clan?" Song Qianzhi had no idea that his partner was so awesome that he even dared to steal things from the Dragon Clan.

You must know that the Dragon Clan has a strong desire to possess territory.

Hua Mianmian explained in a low voice: "We heard that the Tianxin Dragon Blood Fruit can improve the blood, so we stole it when there were no more dragons in the Dragon Clan."

He emphasized softly: "When it was stolen, the tree was still very small! He and I worked hard to grow the fruit tree."

As a result, half of the fruit was left.

I feel wronged just thinking about it.

The more Hua Mianmian thought about it, the more she wanted to cry.

Song Qianzhi: "..."

For a while, I didn't know who to complain about.

He stretched out his hand to gently wipe away Hua Mianmian's tears, and said helplessly, "Actually, Tianxin Dragon Blood Fruit can't improve your bloodline, it's just a snack for the Dragon Clan."

Hua Mianmian was surprised and said, "How is that possible! When I was in the Northern Continent, I heard a lot of demons say that."

Those monsters have opened their spiritual intelligence, but they have no transformation.

They live near the land of the Dragon Clan, and they often hear the Dragon Clan bragging about how awesome their Tianxin Dragon Blood Fruit is.

As soon as the wind blows, the news reaches Hua Wumian's ears.

At that time, Hua Wumian also found that there was no one in the Dragon Clan, so he took the sheep.

Hearing Song Qianzhi's words now, the whole person froze.

A blue light flashed in his eyes, obviously, another person changed.

"What you said is true?" Hua Wumian asked Song Qianzhi with frowned eyebrows.

Song Qianzhi nodded, "That's right, Tianxin Dragon Blood Fruit doesn't have any effect on improving blood."

Hua Wumian bit her lips tightly, "Then it's even more impossible for us to be together."

He couldn't improve his blood, so how could he be with Song Qianzhi?Do you want to go through everything before again?

"Wumian, don't worry, I will find a way to help you solve this problem." Song Qianzhi hugged him tightly and promised.

Hua Wumian looked up at Song Qianzhi, "You are always like this."

So gentle and caring for him.

How could he be willing to leave?

"Is your husband very nice?" Song Qianzhi teased.

Hua Wumian snorted coldly, "Your trick is useful to him, but not to me."

Most of the time, it was Mianmian who came out to face the nasty Song Qianzhi.

He only appears when Mianmian is exhausted.

After all, it was Mianmian who fell in love with Song Qianzhi first.

"Wife, I want to kiss." Song Qianzhi cheated, leaned into Hua Wumian's ear, and affected the other's heartbeat with his warm breath.

Hua Wumian couldn't hide, she said in a muffled voice, "You bullied him, and you bullied me."

"Aren't you the same person?" Song Qianzhi lightly bit the fierce rabbit's cheek.

For him, Hua Wumian and Hua Mianmian are the same person.