Mo Qianqiu gently stroked its eyelids, and Bailong lowered his eyes slightly, like a docile kitten, letting him rub it. Those blue eyes seemed to be covered by something, and they were dull and dazed.
The white dragon was very happy with the human's touch, so it hissed twice, as if it was very sad that it couldn't spit out its tongue. It kept hissing, trying hard again and again to make itself spit out its tongue.
Looking at this scene, Mo Qianqiu suddenly raised his head, walked forward, and gently kissed the beast's mouth.
A pair of blood-red eyes slowly closed, and tears began to flow down the corners of the lips into the mouth.
At this point, Bai Long finally calmed down. He seemed to recognize Mo Qianqiu, watching him quietly as he drove his heart into his chest. Then, a jolt shook Bai Long's entire body, his strength restored to 70%, and his eyes gradually brightened. After the demon pill was injected, Bai Long went completely berserk, flying up and down, nearly breaking his already injured horn.
"Jin Li!"
Mo Qianqiu shouted loudly, then hugged him tightly again.
Strong winds swept the earth, and sea tides covered the sky. The absorption of the demon pill made Bailong go crazy, while Mo Qianqiu silently resisted it all.
A ray of light flashed across Bai Long's body, and he suddenly transformed into a man in blue clothes, soaked in mud and water. His face and hair were covered in mud. He only glanced at Mo Qianqiu once before he suddenly fainted. That one glance was enough to suffocate Mo Qianqiu.
There was an overwhelming hatred in that look, as if she wanted to bite his bones to pieces, devour his flesh and blood, tear him into pieces, and make him die a miserable death.
The tears on his face had dried. Mo Qianqiu lowered his eyes slightly, holding the unconscious Demon Lord in his arms. He could sense that Jin Li was fusing his heart with the demon core. This process might take a day, ten days, or even a year.
Mo Qianqiu slowly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a pale and powerless smile. His voice was stubborn, pretending to be calm: "...You hate me? Then come and kill me. In this life, I am waiting for you to kill me. You can do whatever you want... It's all right."
Not long after, Hao Ming and others came over after hearing the news.
It turns out that there is not only Hao Ming, there is also a Heaven-level Demon Lord and three other Earth-level Demon Lords.
Mo Qianqiu laughed at them sarcastically, holding Jin Li carefully in one hand while arrogantly saying, "You are just taking advantage of the fact that his elders are in seclusion. You are just jealous that he has higher talent and faster cultivation than you. I won't even spare you a glance. You are not worthy to be my opponent!"
"Mo Qianqiu, you're looking for death!"
Then, there was a shocking battle.
Facing a powerful being in the Spirit Transformation Stage and four powerful beings in the Mahayana Stage, Mo Qianqiu almost died before he escaped with Jin Li.
The demon race was no less powerful than the human race. The sixty-four demon lords represented the elite forces of the older generation, while Hao Ming and his ilk represented the emerging powers. In the struggle between the two, the insane Jin Li became the target of the rising powers' wrath.
Mo Qianqiu used his last bit of strength to lead Jin Li out of the depths of the demon realm and arrived at a remote island in the First Sea. He fell from the sky powerlessly, and even at this moment, he turned around to let himself land and protect the unconscious Jin Li.
Bang!
He spat out large mouthfuls of blood, and Mo Qianqiu's eyes were confused, as if he didn't know where he was.
Jin Li fell on him with his eyes closed.
Mo Qianqiu quietly gazed at the sky, the vast expanse of azure blue, while he gently embraced the person he was holding. After a long moment, his face suddenly turned red, and a hint of barely perceptible lust mingled in his eyes. His breath grew hotter, and Mo Qianqiu couldn't help but hold Jin Li even tighter.
"Jin Li...Jin...Li..."
That hint of lust|poison was drawn into the body from the quagmire and has now erupted.
The entire bottle of liquid had been poured into the mire, its effect long since dissipated. It had no significant impact on the divine beast, but for a demon cultivator with a weak body, it was a fatal blow.
Mo Qianqiu's breathing became increasingly rapid, his bones shattered into pieces, and he was unable to move for a short while. He could only watch helplessly as his body was dominated by lust. He frantically tried to embrace the cold Demon Lord, but he remained asleep, giving him no response.
Mo Qianqiu's voice was hoarse as he kept calling Jin Li's name.
By the third day, Mo Qianqiu had been tortured to the point of exploding, and the person on him finally woke up. His azure eyes were clear and bright. Jin Li supported himself with one hand at Mo Qianqiu's side and slowly stood up.
"Jin Li..."
The blue-clothed demon lord was slightly startled. He lowered his eyes and looked down at himself. He saw the extremely gorgeous demon lord staring at him with his eyes blurred and filled with strong desire, without blinking.
Her bright red lips kept repeating her name, but Jin Li looked indifferent, as if he hadn't noticed, and stood up directly. After standing up, he used his demonic power to clean all the mud and water on his body, and then changed into clean clothes.
At this moment, he was still the noble and elegant divine beast, while the Demon Lord on the ground was covered in mud and immersed in desire.
Jin Li turned to look at Mo Qianqiu, who was staring at him intently and calling his name softly.
Mo Qianqiu's voice was filled with indescribable fondness. Jin Li didn't understand this strange feeling, nor did he know why Mo Qianqiu addressed him in such a tone. He stared at Mo Qianqiu in silence for a long moment, then suddenly said, "You saved me once, so I won't kill you today. The next time we meet, I'll tear your heart out and rip you to pieces."
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