Jin Li was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "If you cut out this heart, will you no longer be angry?"
Mo Qianqiu smiled: "How am I? I want you to come... ask..."
The sound stopped abruptly, and his eyes widened. Mo Qianqiu trembled, looking at the demon king in disbelief. He slowly lowered his head to look at his chest, only to see Jin Li's slender jade-like fingers piercing his skin and flesh, touching his heart.
That hand grasped his heart, and actually... wanted to tear his heart out.
She actually wanted to tear out his heart!
The pain of having his heart ripped out wasn't particularly painful. For Mo Qianqiu, it was just a needle prick in his two thousand years of life. But at this moment, his heart trembled with pain, being torn into pieces, crushed into dregs, and bleeding profusely.
And he was really in a very embarrassing situation.
He didn't dare raise his head to see Jin Li's expression, only staring intently at the hand that was gouging out his heart. The tears that had been accumulating in his eyes fell fiercely, hitting the back of Jin Li's white hand like a crystal. This divine beast was as cold and heartless as his appearance suggested. Divine beasts... probably had no heart.
Mo Qianqiu smiled palely and said, "If you want to gouge it out, then go ahead. Why bother pretending to be so hypocritical..."
Buzz!
A buzzing sound echoed in his ears, and everything seemed to stop. Mo Qianqiu suddenly felt as if his heart was being ripped out. Then he saw his heart. Jin Li's hand was stained with his blood, and a heart was beating gently in his palm.
Mo Qianqiu's heart felt empty, and he also felt that his heart was really gone.
With the Demon Lord's strength, he could still live for more than two hundred years without his heart. But for Mo Qianqiu, he felt that he was already dead at this moment.
Time slowed to a crawl at this moment. Mo Qianqiu slowly raised his head, tears wetting his stunningly beautiful face. His pupils trembled as he stared intently at the Demon Lord before him. Looking at this noble and elegant divine beast, he heard himself ask, almost crying, "Did you really...like me?"
What answered Mo Qianqiu was a powerful force.
Something felt like it was suddenly pressing into his chest, and he stumbled half a step backward before Jin Li grabbed his waist, stopping him from falling. There was something else in his chest. Mo Qianqiu looked down and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar heart beating within it, sending a vast amount of vitality flowing through his meridians and into his body.
Mo Qianqiu suddenly understood: "This is your heart. When did you take it out? Shouldn't you have put it back in your chest long ago?"
Jin Li lowered his blue eyes and said softly, "I never thought of putting it back. From the moment I took it out and prepared to use it as a chess piece, I had already planned to give it to you. You are burdened with millions of karmas. It is impossible for you to pass the Mahayana stage or become an immortal on your own. You don't want to see me, so are you willing to take my heart? I don't want you to be nice to me, but I will be satisfied if you treat yourself better." Jin Li raised the corner of his lips and revealed a pure and innocent smile: "Qianqiu, my heart is yours. Can you stop being angry?"
All words became silent at this moment.
Mo Qianqiu opened his eyes wide, tears drying in his sockets. After a long moment, he suddenly hugged the Demon Lord in front of him, burying his face in his shoulder. At this moment, he unscrupulously soaked the man's clothes with his tears.
Mo Qianqiu said slowly with a hoarse voice: "...Have you ever said sorry to me?"
Jin Li was slightly startled. He hugged the person in his arms tightly and said gently, "I'm sorry."
Mo Qianqiu smiled softly: "Then I forgive you."
It was as if spring had returned to the earth. A hint of surprise and emotion appeared on the cold, snow-like face. Before Jin Li could speak, he heard Mo Qianqiu's muffled voice say, "I have a bad temper and often refuse to give in. If you want to be with me... can you really bear it?"
Jin Li lowered his eyes: "You are fine."
"I owe you a lot, you should hate me..."
Jin Li held his waist tightly: "But I can't hate you, so you should spend your whole life to make it up to me."
Mo Qianqiu nodded obediently, a rare gesture: "Okay. Have I ever said sorry to you?"
Jin Li was speechless.
Mo Qianqiu moved her face away from his shoulder and looked up at him. A faint blue light gradually appeared in his right eye. Jin Li stared at him in a daze. Mo Qianqiu raised the corner of his lips and said softly, "I'm sorry."
Jin Li was stunned: "What?"
Mo Qianqiu chuckled softly, "I said...I'm sorry!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pounced on him and blocked his words with his lips.
From the beginning to the end, Mo Qianqiu was just waiting for an apology. He didn't want Jin Li to compensate him for anything. He never felt that Jin Li owed him anything, but instead felt that he owed him a lot.
As long as he said "I'm sorry", no matter what the person did, he could forgive him. Even if he was asked to die, he would die without hesitation.
When love is deep, you will die without regrets.
It is so rare and lucky to meet someone you like in this life and be with him.
Since then, Mo Qianqiu has settled on Dragon Island. As if to make up for the lost time of the past few years, the two of them made love crazily in every corner of the island, sweat covering every corner.
When doing this kind of thing with a divine beast, it is never the beast that is tormented, but your significant other.
Generally speaking, divine beasts will mate with divine beasts, or at most with demonic beasts. Divine beasts rarely choose humans as their partners.
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