Mo Qiu smiled happily and said, "Why, do you think I can go out by myself?"
Luo Jianqing nodded heavily: "Yes. You are not afraid of the river of fire, and you also possess a heavenly-grade magic weapon." You don't even need to wait for the so-called quarter of an hour. As long as there is no strong wind, you can leave whenever you want.
Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows and said, "Luo Jianqing of Taihua Mountain, you're overthinking it. What if I encounter something more terrifying than the strong wind right after leaving the valley? You're already in the Nascent Soul stage, and I'm just waiting for a thug. Well, in three days, the strong wind will come again. Let's get ready and leave the valley as soon as the strong wind passes!"
Luo Jianqing looked at Mo Qiu with a deep gaze, then suddenly pulled out a white jade token from his ring. He dripped a drop of his heart's blood onto it, then slapped the token in front of Mo Qiu and said, "Friend Mo, I thank you for letting me leave the valley and for your patience. This jade token is a treasure I found in a ruin a while ago. With it, you can instantly teleport to a place thousands of miles away, helping you escape."
Mo Qiu didn't hesitate and took the jade token directly. He smiled and looked at it for a moment, then suddenly flicked his sleeve and took out a small bell. The bell was blood red, and when Mo Qiu shook it, it made no sound at all. It was small and exquisite.
Mo Qiu said, "That's quite a coincidence. This bell of mine is called the Nine-Aperture Demonic Sound Bell. I refined it when I was bored. It has no other function, except that if you place it in your heart, when your life is in danger, as long as I'm within ten thousand miles, I'll be able to hear the bell. If I'm in a good mood, I can run over and save your life."
As he said that, Mo Qiu threw the Nine-Aperture Demonic Sound Bell to Luo Jianqing.
Luo Jianqing looked at the exquisite blood-red bell with a complicated expression, without moving for a long time.
Mo Qiu said: "Are you afraid that I will hurt you? It's up to you. Anyway, I may not be happy to save you..."
Mo Qiu's voice stopped abruptly, and Luo Jianqing suddenly slammed the bell into his heart.
The moment the bell entered his body, the cinnabar mole between Luo Jianqing's eyebrows flashed.
Mo Qiu's eyes widened as he saw the elegant monk in green robes smile faintly. His smile was instantly as bright as the moonlight in the spring morning, and his voice was like the sound of an immortal: "Mo Qiu, you once said before that even if you can't move, you still have many ways to cut me into pieces."
"Do you really believe it?"
Luo Jianqing's smile widened, his radiance blazing as if it rivaled the sun and moon, his beauty beyond compare. "Yes, I believe you. You have so many secrets. You know this is the ninth level of Flowing Flame Valley, and you know about the so-called Wind Demon Lord and Fire Demon Lord. Although you came from such a barren place as the Cold Desert, you possess a heavenly-grade magic weapon I never have, and you can even condense demonic energy in front of a Nascent Soul."
After a pause, Luo Jianqing smiled and said, "Since you didn't kill me in the past, I believe you won't kill me in the future. At least, you won't use this Nine-Aperture Demonic Sound Bell to kill me. I think the friendship we've built over the past three years on the ninth floor of Flowing Flame Valley is enough for me to trust you, enough... for us to become friends for life and death."
Mo Qiu's face changed color, but in the end, he smiled: "You want to be my lifelong friend?"
Luo Jianqing nodded: "Yes."
Mo Qiu added: "I am a demon cultivator."
Luo Jianqing smiled: "I know."
Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows: "Since you know this, why do you still want to be my life-and-death friend? Aren't you afraid of being condemned by the righteous people?"
Luo Jianqing shook his head and said, "Who says that all people of the righteous path are kind? And who says that the righteous path is correct and the devil path is wrong? There is no absolute right or wrong in the world. Even my master has made mistakes in his life. And the Demon Lord in the Demon Palace must have done things that are worthy of his heart. The one who is befriending you is me, Luo Jianqing, not the first disciple of Taihua Mountain, nor the so-called righteous path. Mo Qiu, I am just Luo Jianqing."
Listening to Luo Jianqing's words, Mo Qiu had a strange look on his face, but in the end, he suddenly smiled: "Just because of what you said just now, I made you my lifelong friend!"
They both laughed.
Three days later, another strong wind blew.
The two hid in the tunnel and escaped.
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