Jin Li said softly: "Qianqiu..."
Mo Qianqiu blushed and said forcefully, "Why are you calling me?"
Jin Li hugged him tighter: "My Qianqiu..."
"I've already told you, why are you calling me..."
A scorching kiss locked onto Mo Qianqiu's lips, and Jin Li's scent lingered in his nose. The man held him tightly, as if to embed him into his flesh, and Mo Qianqiu also held him tightly, actively opening his teeth and sucking playfully with the tip of his tongue.
When Jin Li's hand reached into Mo Qianqiu's clothes, he frowned and said, "Your egg is still next to you."
Jin Li raised his hand and cast a barrier: "If you are worried, this will be fine."
Mo Qianqiu didn't want to agree, but Jin Li kissed his body, causing him to tremble and give up struggling, reaching the peak of bliss with him. This time, as if considering Mo Qianqiu's health, Jin Li only did it for three days before stopping. However, just as Jin Li pulled away, Mo Qianqiu raised his leg and hooked it around his body, allowing that thing to ram into his body again.
Mo Qianqiu panted softly and said, "...Are you exhausted? Why is it so fast this time?"
Jin Li's face darkened.
Mo Qianqiu sighed and said, "As expected, even divine beasts have their limits. Let's exercise some restraint from now on. If I overdraw you in advance, you might...ah..."
The violent impact left Mo Qianqiu speechless, unable to utter a single word, only able to gasp and moan. The ambiguous sounds echoed in the small bamboo room, and the bed partner rocked for eight full days before finally stopping. By this time, Mo Qianqiu had passed out from exhaustion, and Jin Li was also exhausted, but it couldn't end just like that.
Jin Li summoned some clean water and washed Mo Qianqiu's body, then he hugged his lover and fell into a deep sleep.
A day later, Jin Li woke up, but Mo Qianqiu was still not awake.
Looking at the other person's beautiful eyes, Jin Li couldn't help but reach out to touch her, but stopped halfway. He didn't want to disturb his lover, so if he could let him rest for a while, then let him rest.
His fascinated gaze slid from the man's beautiful eyes to his upright nose, and finally to his soft, swollen lips. He had kissed these lips countless times, and each time, they felt so soft that they made him intoxicated, and so sweet that he never wanted to let go.
Thousands of years.
It is his thousand years.
He is also his youth.
It was as if he had returned to over two thousand years ago, playing chess with himself in the middle of a lake, when he suddenly sensed a strange presence approaching Dragon Island. He didn't question it, because those who were meant to come would naturally break through the barrier, and those who weren't meant to come wouldn't be able to break through the barrier no matter how hard they tried.
Jin Li was still playing chess with himself.
The blue-robed demon lord was sitting in the bamboo pavilion. When he was playing the 97th chess game, he suddenly stopped his fingers.
It has been a whole month, why has that outsider... stayed in the sea, neither attacking the island by force nor leaving on its own initiative?
After waiting for another month, Jin Li disappeared and could not help but go to the beach, where he saw the figure almost submerged by the sea. He stood there watching for ten days. The figure seemed to be dead, with only a last faint breath left, unable to move even a little.
Jin Li turned around and left.
Although he didn't know how the other party got to Dragon Island, even if a thousand or ten thousand such people died, it would have nothing to do with him.
Another hundred days passed, and Jin Li lifted his jade flute and gently played a clear and melodious tune. He was just playing casually, but he never imagined that under this sound, the dying outsider actually slowly moved his fingers and arms, and finally began to climb towards Dragon Island!
This human has only reached the Qi Refining Stage and is seriously injured. It is almost impossible for him to reach Dragon Island.
Jin Li continued to calmly play his jade flute, enjoying the unchanging beauty of Dragon Island all by himself. The man was still diligently hammering away at the barrier, desperately trying to climb up. Jin Li, however, seemed oblivious to the situation, simply playing chess, playing his jade flute, and occasionally cultivating.
And so, another hundred days passed.
This strange boy has been staying on the Dragon Island beach for more than half a year.
Given his injuries, he should have died from the outset, yet he stubbornly survived, never giving up on attacking the island's barrier. The boy's eyes were dark, bright, and pierced with stubbornness. His face was stained with blood, its original features unrecognizable, but these eyes alone were enough to captivate anyone.
He continued his attack stubbornly until his hands suddenly dropped, and Jin Li suddenly stopped playing his flute. With a long sigh, the blue-robed demon lord flashed away, and when he reappeared, he had already brought the strange young man back to his house.
Help him change into clean clothes, heal his wounds, and wipe the blood off his body.
When he saw the other person's face, Jin Li was stunned and was shocked for a moment by the young man's bright and outstanding appearance.
How beautiful it would be if this person could open his eyes?
Half a year later, when the boy opened his eyes, Jin Li was greeted not by gratitude nor bewilderment, but by a swift little sword. It shot out from the boy's storage ring, seemingly some kind of hidden weapon, and struck directly at Jin Li's brow.
Jin Li didn't even blink. The hidden weapon flew in front of his eyes and then shattered into nothing.
Surprise and horror flashed in the boy's eyes, and then he began to run away desperately.
Entering Dragon Island was extremely difficult, and leaving it was even more difficult. Jin Li ignored the other party's behavior, as if he hadn't noticed the boy's escape, and continued to play his flute quietly.
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