The sun was getting closer and hotter. Countless people were crying and shouting in despair, paying no attention to them at all.
Mo Qianqiu heard his heart beating in his chest.
The two of them hugged each other for a long time. Amidst the chaotic noise, the divine beast's cold voice seemed particularly pleasant. He spoke softly, "On my hundredth day at the Withered Mountain, I met Luo Jianqing. He had been hiding beneath the mountain. He told me he needed a Qilin horn. He told me something, and I decided to get it for him. Then I went to the Demonic Palace, wanting to tell you about him, but you just wouldn't believe me."
Mo Qianqiu suddenly opened his eyes wide and did not answer.
It turned out that Jin Li had been guarding outside the Demon Palace for a year, and had repeatedly sent messages to tell him news about Luo Jianqing, and he was not lying to him.
His throat suddenly felt dry. Mo Qianqiu raised his eyes slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "...What on earth happened at that time that made you act like that?"
Jin Li did not answer.
Mo Qianqiu asked again.
At this moment, the sun had already descended upon their heads. In a moment, they would be swallowed by it and transformed into a puff of smoke. When Mo Qianqiu asked for the third time, Jin Li suddenly lowered his head and kissed him on the lips.
In such extreme danger, the two kissed each other wildly and passionately, using all their strength, as if they wanted to rub each other into their bones.
When the kiss ended, Jin Li leaned over and gently kissed Mo Qianqiu's eyes, then moved on to kiss his nose. He treated her like the most precious thing in the world, using every inch of his love. Then, when he kissed her lips, he rubbed his lips against her soft lips, saying word by word, "Because I hate you."
Mo Qianqiu's body stiffened.
"I hate you, and I hate myself even more...
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