There was an unbearable tension between the two of them. Suddenly, Mo Qianqiu pressed Jin Li down, pushing him to the ground, and then kissed him even harder. He kissed Jin Li's lips madly, sucking every inch of his mouth, as if he was determined to die with him.
Jin Li didn't react for a moment, but when he did, he immediately put his arms around the Demon Lord's slender and thin waist, hugging him tightly with the strength as if he wanted to embed him into his body.
This time, Mo Qianqiu was so crazy that Jin Li couldn't imagine it.
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The air was filled with a rich, greasy aroma. Jin Li lowered his head and carefully kissed Mo Qianqiu's eyes, his nose, and then his lips. Then, he finally pulled himself out. But he was only halfway there when the person beneath him, who should have fainted from pleasure, suddenly reached out and grabbed him.
Mo Qianqiu trembled as he opened his eyes. He tried to speak, but found his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't utter a single word. He mobilized his spiritual energy and sent a telepathic message: "...Is the space about to break?"
Jin Li was silent for a moment, then he sent a message: "I'll help you put on your clothes."
Mo Qianqiu did not answer.
Jin Li knew how much Mo Qianqiu cared about his reputation, so he didn't use any magic. Instead, he summoned clean water and carefully wiped the man's body. He did this meticulously, cleaning out everything in the man's body and finally helping him put on his clothes.
Mo Qianqiu's legs were already too weak to stand, and he could only stand by leaning on Jin Li's body.
They waited together for the space to open. By this point, neither of them knew what to say. Mo Qianqiu leaned against Jin Li's chest, his eyes closed. After his hoarse throat was healed by spiritual power, he was finally able to speak again. However, when he spoke, a hint of lust still lingered.
Mo Qianqiu laughed softly: "Your divine beasts don't have primordial spirits."
Jin Li was slightly stunned, not understanding what Mo Qianqiu wanted to say.
Mo Qianqiu said frankly: "We humans have a way of cultivation called dual cultivation. When the souls merge, a mutually beneficial result can be achieved. Generally, only Taoist couples will practice dual cultivation." Because when practicing dual cultivation, you will get extraordinary pleasure.
Mo Qianqiu did not say the latter part of this sentence. He suddenly realized that although the divine beast did not have a soul and could not practice dual cultivation, he dared to conclude that in the past seven days, he had tasted the ultimate feeling that could not be matched by dual cultivation.
So, the Heavenly Dao still favors the mythical beasts? Even in this aspect?
Mo Qianqiu said nothing more.
They gradually saw a faint light coming in from the outside world. Neither of them spoke, but just looked at the light and heard the sound of waves from the outside world.
Mo Qianqiu turned to look at Jin Li. After fifty years, he finally saw this man's face again. With his extremely handsome features and noble and elegant features, he looked radiant and inviolable. Yet, for the past seven days, he had done all sorts of ridiculous things with this man.
Jin Li also lowered his head and looked at Mo Qianqiu.
The gorgeous and beautiful Demon Lord, dressed in blood-red clothes, fell defenselessly into his arms.
We haven't seen each other for fifty years, fifty years...but she is still so beautiful.
For the first time, Jin Li began to understand why Mo Qianqiu liked beautiful women. When the golden sunlight shone on such a peerless person, the blood-red pupil shone with a shimmering light, while the other azure eye was filled with unimaginable innocence and purity.
In fact, this person is really simple and not as complicated and insidious as anyone imagines.
Mo Qianqiu looked at Jin Li, and Jin Li also looked at Mo Qianqiu.
This glance seemed to last for ten thousand years, and then suddenly, the entire space completely collapsed, and a powerful wave erupted.
Mo Qianqiu suddenly pushed Jin Li's body away, and the two of them retreated backwards, stopping ten meters apart.
On this vast expanse of blue sea, Mo Qianqiu gazed at Jin Li from afar, and Jin Li also gazed at him. Just an hour ago, they were entangled in each other's arms, their bodies pressed tightly together without a single gap, doing everything a couple could do.
But now, they all looked at each other in silence.
Mo Qianqiu bowed first. He was rarely so humble, but now he said, "I will go to Dragon Island in ten days and return it to you. Thank you, Demon Lord, for giving me this life. If there is an afterlife, Mo Qianqiu will repay you."
Jin Li didn't answer him.
Mo Qianqiu clenched his fingers, turned around and wanted to leave, but unexpectedly heard a voice behind him: "Are you a friend?"
Mo Qianqiu paused for a long moment, then turned to look over. His red lips curled up in a smug smile that belonged only to Mo Qianqiu. "Yes or no, what does it matter? You don't have a heart, so you can't become an immortal. Even the possibility of reaching the Heavenly Stage is cut off. And I only have ten days left."
After he finished speaking, Mo Qianqiu turned around and walked away again, but the pain in his back made him stagger and almost fall down.
Jin Li's eyes narrowed, but Mo Qianqiu quickly steadied himself.
Jin Li asked again: "...Are you a friend?"
Mo Qianqiu didn't look back this time. He stood there for a long time before saying, "I owe you so much. I can only repay you with my life."
Jin Li's expression was calm, and he asked again, "Are you a friend?"
Mo Qianqiu: "..."
Jin Li looked at the other person's pale and thin back and asked again, "Are you a friend?"
This time, Mo Qianqiu finally lost his temper. He turned around and cursed, "Shut up, my Lord! Friends, friends, friends? You keep saying friends, but they're just friends. Who would let you have sex? Who would let you do it for seven days straight, without stopping, not even pulling out! You have to remember, you're the only one who can have sex with me. In ten days, I'll come looking for you. You can kill me or chop me up as you please!"
This time, Mo Qianqiu flew away resolutely. He cursed very happily, leaving behind a stunned Demon Lord.
However, just after he left, a tear could not help but flow down that beautiful face. Mo Qianqiu wiped it away without hesitation, curling her red lips, and returned to her original unrestrained and uninhibited appearance, as if the tear had never been shed.
When he flew to the Demon Realm three days later, he had already returned to normal. Mo Qianqiu walked directly to the foot of the Demon Mountain and looked at the group of people who were standing there in a daze with a calm gaze. He sneered at his disciple and said, "You are so dirty, and you still want to touch me?"
In his entire life, he had only been held down by one person, and he had reached the pinnacle of bliss with that person without any arrogance or reserve. Except for that person, he would always be the insolent Demon Lord. Not to mention being held down by someone, even being touched by a speck of dust would make him
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