The young Demon Lord was pressed to the dusty ground. Perhaps because his wound was touched, he groaned in pain.
His brows were tightly furrowed, his long feathery eyelashes trembled violently, and the corners of his eyes were red, making him look fragile and beautiful.
Mo Qin loosened her grip on his hand.
"I'll let you go, don't hit me again."
After saying that, Mo Qin let him go completely.
The young man was a little slow to react. It was not until Mo Qin let go of him and stood up that he slowly got up from the ground.
He shifted his body and moved back cautiously, glancing secretly at Mo Qin's face.
"You... won't kill me?"
Mo Qin patted her dusty sleeves and took two steps back cooperatively.
"I won't kill you."
If I had even half a doubt when I saw him, it is now certain.
What Li Li meant by taking her away was going back to a certain time point in the past.
The truth behind the Demon Lord's previous abnormal behavior was finally revealed.
They've met in past timelines.
It’s true... If I had told her earlier, she wouldn’t have disbelieved it.
Mo Qin felt that she had a pretty good ability to accept things.
The young Demon Lord hesitated for a few seconds before tentatively walking towards the door.
Seeing that Mo Qin really had no intention of attacking him again, he quickened his pace and walked out.
He heard the fight that had taken place outside earlier.
She is a disciple of the Immortal Sect...
Mo Qin saw the young man walk to the door and stand there in a daze, looking outside.
He was probably frightened by seeing the corpses of demons outside.
The demons who had chased him everywhere were lying on the ground, with dark red blood splattered everywhere.
The young Demon Lord felt his whole body stiffen and his spine went cold.
His mind is in a mess.
Don't kill him?
Why would she let him go? There is no reason.
Or maybe the disciples of the immortal sects are just like the demons, enjoying playing tricks on others for fun...
The young Demon Lord swallowed, suppressed his suspicions, and continued to walk out.
No matter what it is, just run away first.
Mo Qin did not follow him out, otherwise he might have scared the person.
Just as this thought came to mind, Mo Qin heard a "bang" sound coming from outside.
It sounded like something heavy falling.
Mo Qin quickly chased after him and saw the young man lying on the ground, motionless, as if he was unconscious.
“…”
The Demon Lord also told her not to save him, is it okay not to save him?! -
When he opened his eyes again, the boy found himself lying in a clean and tidy room.
Like an inn.
He is not dead.
The young Demon Lord blinked and sat up in bed.
Only then did he realize that his clothes had been changed and he was only wearing a plain undershirt, and the wounds on his body were bandaged.
The wound was also treated with medicine, and the pain was accompanied by a cool feeling.
While he was stunned, Mo Qin came in from outside holding a bowl of medicine.
The girl has changed her clothes. The style is a little different from before, but it looks good.
Mo Qin closed the door casually, and seeing that Mo had woken up, she asked casually
"Awake? How do you feel?"
He had many wounds on his body, some of which had already scabbed over and some of which were new. His physical condition was also very poor, but fortunately, none of them were fatal.
Needs more care.
The majestic Demon Lord turned into a miserable little thing.
The boy looked at the girl in front of him timidly with his dark eyes, wondering why she wanted to help him.
"I... am fine. Why did you save me?" Aren't you a disciple of the Immortal Sect?
When he sees a demon, he wants to kill it as soon as possible. The immortal disciples who hate demons so much actually save him.
Is he crazy, or is she crazy?
Mo Qin handed him the bowl of medicine. The medicine in the bowl was steaming and a little hot.
The young man stretched out his hands to take it and held the medicine bowl in his hands.
He asked Mo Qin questions, but lowered his head and stared at the dark medicinal soup.
It smelled bitter, but was so warm and slightly hot that it made his skin tingle against the bowl.
Mo Qin sat down beside the bed and answered without thinking.
"Because you are pretty?" is a question.
The boy was indeed very handsome, with delicate features and porcelain-white skin without a single blemish.
The look he gave her was always timid, as if she was easy to bully.
The young man looked up, looked at Mo Qin's face, and fell silent.
He pursed his lips and said
"You're pretty, too."
It is a beauty that does not resemble that of a real person, it is very objective.
How could such a good-looking disciple of the immortal sect rescue a demon just because he is good-looking?
Mo Qin seemed not to understand what he meant, but instead thanked him for the compliment, "Thank you."
The boy was silent again. "..."
Mo Qin glanced at the bowl in his hand and reminded him
"Drink the medicine quickly. It won't be as effective if it gets cold."
"Um."
The boy said "hmm" obediently, holding the bowl and drinking up the medicine.
The medicine was very bitter. He drank it all in one gulp. The bitter taste in his mouth made his handsome face wrinkle.
Mo Qin took out a bag of candied fruit from somewhere and handed it over.
The boy stared blankly at the candied fruit in Mo Qin's hand, as if the pause button had been pressed.
Mo Qin shook the candied fruit in his hand
"Don't you want to take it? The medicine is very bitter."
She took the empty bowl with one hand and stuffed the candied fruit into the boy's hand with the other.
The boy pinched the candied fruit and said softly, "Thank you..."
Mo Qin had no temper at all towards the poor, well-behaved little thing in front of her.
She asked, "What's your name?"
The young man was startled. He looked up at Mo Qin and then quickly lowered his head.
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