But who would have thought that such a wicked beast was hiding on this volcano!
They could also tell at a glance that he was a demonic cultivator.
This is absolutely terrible luck!
"Damn the demonic path, I'll tear you to shreds!"
The fire qilin was incredibly fast, and in no time it pounced on Mo Xie and raised its claws.
"Chosen Treasure Chest, open..."
Mo Xie was about to open the treasure chest.
Wasting our last Chosen One Chest for this trivial matter...
His heart was bleeding!
"This is absolutely the worst luck imaginable!"
But just as the fire qilin's claws were about to fall,
Its nose twitched, and the flames of hatred in its pupils subsided, as if a bit of clarity had returned. "Roar, it's the little master's aura?!"
"Wait a minute!"
Moye quickly suppressed the urge to open the treasure chest.
The enormous fire qilin lowered its claws and circled around Mo Xie.
His nose twitched incessantly, and his eyes flickered with fiery passion one moment and clear understanding the next...
"Demonic cultivator, tear it apart..."
"Is that the young master's scent?"
"This monstrous creature seems to lack intelligence, possessing only instinct?" Mo Xie thought to himself.
"The demonic aura on my body originates from the demonic path and the creator god."
"Then where does this so-called 'little master's aura' come from?"
Clearly, it couldn't be this [Holy Body of Flames].
Otherwise, this beast wouldn't have attacked him in the first place.
"That is..."
Mo Xie squinted at the fire qilin, then suddenly understood!
A picture flashed through his mind—
That was what he saw in the mystical realm of the demon: a god with fiery red hair, accompanied by a purple-haired girl, and in the girl's arms... was a small Qilin!
"Purple Thunder Holy Body!" Mo Xie shouted.
The raging flames slowly dissipated, and rolling thunder swirled around him.
"Woof~ It's the little master's scent!"
The fire qilin's pupils regained their clarity, and it happily hopped around Mo Xie.
This reminded him of the husky he used to own.
Mo Xie finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Phew...that was close!"
"It's the young master's scent!"
The Fire Qilin lowered its enormous head and nuzzled towards Mo Xie in a friendly manner.
Mo Xie smiled and reached out to prepare to take a look.
Just as his hand touched the head.
Whew~
The fire unicorn turned to ashes and vanished.
at the same time,
A scene appeared before Mo Xie's eyes—
First, it was adopted by Vulcan.
Then it was handed to a little girl with purple hair.
That was its happiest time.
As time goes by endlessly,
The old master and the young master passed away one after another.
It was left all alone to walk the world, or more accurately, to walk the world with the flames of vengeance.
One day,
"What a fire-breathing beast! It has killed so many of my demonic cultivators. It's just right to kill it and use its remains as the laws of my demonic realm!"
Several powerful demonic cultivators surrounded it.
In the ensuing, overwhelming battle, it was ultimately defeated and perished.
Its simple yet long life came to an end.
The vast ocean of time has once again revealed a seashell to Mo Xie.
"So he was already dead..."
Mo Xie looked at the fire qilin that had turned into sparks, his tone slightly low.
Instinctively, it harbors deep hatred for demonic cultivators;
Also driven by instinct, it felt a deep longing for the owner of the Purple Lightning Saint Body.
Unfortunately, once you're dead, you're dead; no amount of lingering affection will change that.
Even the 'instinct' of wanting its owner to pat its head again will ultimately be thwarted.
After a long silence,
He shook his head and said, "In this world, many times, humans are worse than beasts."
Then he turned and left.
Just then,
The sparks transformed into a galloping Qilin, catching up with Mo Xie's pace.
Then it burrowed into Mo Xie's body and lay quietly in the sea of qi of the Purple Thunder Flame.
"Perhaps this is another kind of following..."
Mo Xie thought optimistically.
His figure quickly disappeared from the scene. "There's another battle waiting for me down the mountain..."
Without this fire spirit, it might not be long before the fire of this Heavenly Volcano is completely extinguished.
However, that has nothing to do with Mo Xie anymore.
When darkness descends, light becomes an anomaly... perhaps it would be better if it disappeared altogether.
...
As soon as we stepped down from Tianhuoshan.
Then a chaotic battle ensued.
The guards who followed Mo Xie were either wounded or killed, leaving only Feng Qingcheng struggling to hold on amidst the siege.
With the appearance of Mo Xie,
The scene fell silent.
"Target spotted, kill!"
A group of men in black robes charged toward Mo Xie with murderous intent.
"Oh……"
Mo Xie sneered.
The demonic spear appeared in his hand, and instead of retreating, he advanced.
The demonic energy surged and rushed towards Feng Qingcheng to provide support...
...
P.S. Goodnight everyone~
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