Before he passed out completely, Mo Qianqiu opened his eyes wide and stared at the man. No matter that person picked him up, healed him, took care of him distressedly, he didn't touch him at all, just stared at each other without blinking, his eyes deep.
When he couldn't take it any longer, he finally closed his eyes.
When Jin Li saw that he had passed out, he wanted to hold his hand and clasped his fingers together. Mo Qianqiu fought with the last bit of strength and slapped the opponent's hand away, without looking at Jin Li's shocked expression, he fell asleep.
When Mo Qianqiu woke up again, his body had not fully recovered. Although his broken arm was attached, he was still a little unskilled and needed to get used to it for a while. Mo Qianqiu got up with a blank expression, stood in front of the window of the bamboo house, and saw a rippling lake.
There was a faint sound of breathing behind him, Mo Qianqiu turned his head and saw Jin Li.
Even if some things are not said, Mo Qianqiu can probably understand. He is not the kind of innocent and pure person. The power struggle within the demon clan has reached the point where water and fire are incompatible, and it is impossible for the former sixty-four demon gods to sleep forever.
They designed the layout with "The Fall of Jinli" and found out all the powers that are lurking in the demon clan. In order to make this game more realistic, Jin Li's heart was indeed gouged out and used as a chess piece.
The game in Dragon Island is one of them. At the same time, in other places, there are also many monsters that have been wiped out by the forces of Jinli.
This is just a duel between two forces, there is no good or bad, the winner is the king.
This game was arranged so realistically that Mo Qianqiu didn't even notice that this was a trap, and entered this game abruptly. He wanted to come to Jinli and several demon lords must have been lurking on Long Island, waiting to defeat the group of opponents who escorted the heart, and he entered at this time, and foolishly robbed the heart, and finally almost died.
Jin Li reached out to pull Mo Qianqiu, but was avoided by the latter.
The blue-clothed Demon Venerable was slightly stunned, only to see the dazzling Demon Venerable looking at him calmly, and there was no emotional ups and downs in the blood-colored pupils, so he looked at it indifferently.
Mo Qianqiu shouldn't be like this.
He has always dared to love and hate. If he really hates it, he will make sarcastic words or even act directly.
But at this moment, he looked at Jin Li silently, his eyes cold as if he were looking at a stranger.
The two looked at each other for such a long time, Jin Li's lips moved, Mo Qianqiu's eyes were deep, and he stared at him quietly. Mu Qianqiu was speechless, Jin Li didn't know what to say, Mo Qianqiu's extremely indifferent eyes stabbed him in the heart, no matter how many words came to his mouth, he couldn't say it all.
After all, the injury was too serious, and Demon Venerable temporarily stayed on Long Island.
The sky is clear and the sky is clear. Surrounded by green hills is a sparkling lake. The wind blows, and ripples are set off. There are birdsong and insects. You can also hear the sound of countless strange spiritual grasses growing and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When the dim light of the setting sun shrouded this island, it was like a golden gauze, making time stand still, and everything was as beautiful as eternity.
Long Island is far more beautiful than Jin Li once described. Mo Qianqiu has lived for more than two thousand years. This is the most beautiful place he has ever seen.
Mo Qianqiu did not let Jin Li heal himself, but healed himself, which made his body recover much slower.
When 60% of the injury healed, it was enough for him to leave the demon realm and return to the demon realm alone, Mo Qianqiu resolutely left everything and left directly. He walked no more than a hundred miles before he was caught up by Jin Li, and Jin Li went to pull him again, but he still shook off.
After a moment of silence, Jin Li lowered his eyes, and his handsome face was filled with disappointment: "... This plan has been planned for a long time, and you stayed in the magic palace and refused to see me, I can't make things happen. Tell you. I thought you would continue to retreat, but I didn't expect you to know about it and come here."
Mo Qianqiu raised his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed through his eyes. He finally said the first sentence: "So, did your plan succeed?"
As if he didn't expect the other party to ask this question, Jin Li subconsciously said: "The remnants have been basically killed these days."
Mo Qianqiu sneered: "Congratulations."
When the words fell, he turned around and left, Jin Li immediately grabbed his wrist and exclaimed: "Qianqiu!"
Mo Qianqiu threw him away directly, and Jin Li went to pull him again. In an instant, a blood-colored light flashed through the hands of the red-clothed Demon Venerable. The next moment, the overwhelming whip shadow hit Jin Li. He hurriedly resisted.
boom! boom! boom!
The monstrous demonic energy condensed on the long whip, like a giant snake swirling over the sea, and when it fell, it would cause waves to surge into the sky.
Jin Li reluctantly avoided, and said: "Qianqiu, don't be angry, I really don't know..."
"What don't you know? You know everything!"
After one whip goes down, another whip, Mo Qianqiu's tricks are all tricks, but his cultivation level is lower than that of Jin Li. At this moment, the injury of his body has not fully recovered. It is impossible to hurt Jin Li, but he is still persistent. whip.
"You hid on Dragon Island back then? How did you feel when you watched me steal your heart? Do you think that I love you so much that I will never leave you in my life? Jin Li, do you think you are Who, this deity just treats you as an ordinary person who remembers your name a little bit. Do you think you are special if you have had a relationship with this deity? Qin Guihe, Qin Siyi, you are just an ordinary person! Even if you die, it has nothing to do with your deity!"
The hoarse voice roamed between the heavens and the earth along with the sound of the hunting whip. The Demon Venerable's face was pale, and his lips were almost bleeding from the bite of himself. He stubbornly kept whipping the whip to attack the opponent. Although every whip was swiped with all his strength, in fact, it didn't hit Jin Li at all.
Jin Li suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the whip, and let the whip hit his palm fiercely, splitting a bloody opening, making the red magic whip stained with blood. The blood flowed down his fingers, Mo Qianqiu looked at this scene expressionlessly, without leaving him a glimpse of the corner of the eye, he wanted to pull the whip. But Jin Li was always holding on tightly.
The blue pupils kept flickering, and Jin Li murmured in a hoarse voice: "Qianqiu, I never thought of that. I wanted to stop you and save you that day, but..."
Mo Qianqiu simply threw the whip and laughed at himself: "But if you come out, you can't let those monsters get into the trap you've set up for a long time, right?"
Jin Li was silent.
Monster beasts have always been much thicker than humans, and it is extremely difficult to kill a monster. That day, Jin Li and others set up the God-destroying formation on Long Island. As long as those demons enter the area of Long Island, they will activate the formation, trap the opponent, and kill them slowly.
However, Mo Qianqiu stopped the monsters when they were about to enter Long Island.
On that day, Mo Qianqiu was beaten to death by two heaven-ranked demons and five earth-ranked demons. He tried every means to grab the heart and waited quietly for death. Jin Li saw all these things, but he didn't come out until the last moment.
If those monsters didn't enter the area of Long Island at all when they killed him...
Will he come out
Or rather, will watch him be killed by these people.
Mo Qianqiu didn't dare to think about this answer, he looked at the noble and elegant divine beast in front of him with cold eyes. There were complex colors in his eyes, blood filled it, and a strong evil spirit condensed. He looked at it for a long time, and he saw that Jin's heart gradually panicked. Then the next moment, Mo Qianqiu turned around and left.
"Qianqiu!"
This time, Jin Li directly used 100% of his strength to set up a barrier, trapping Mo Qianqiu forcibly.
Mo Qianqiu was locked in the enchantment with his back facing Jin Li. His thin and thin figure appeared a little misty in the sunlight. The breeze blew through, and the huge robe was blown up, as if only a skeleton was left. Because of the serious injury, he lost a lot of weight and looked rather dejected.
Jin Li strode over and said, "I really wanted to go out and save you that day, but they stopped me."
This time, Mo Qianqiu did not resist, and Jin Li finally took his hand. The cold hand that was beyond Jin Li's imagination made his body tremble. When he looked at this person again, he saw Mo Qianqiu bowing his head slightly, his expression was hidden in his hair, his lips were tightly pressed, but he had already been bitten by himself. Bleeding.
Jin felt a pain in his heart, and shouted with a trembling voice: "Qianqiu..."
Mo Qianqiu slowly raised his head, his red lips twitched, revealing a dazzling smile. Those long and narrow peach eyes looked like precious gems in the golden sunlight, but there was a layer of light water rippling in them.
Vulnerability and publicity were balanced at this moment. He was so proud that he seemed to stand above the nine heavens, but he was so weak that he could be broken at a touch.
Mo Qianqiu smiled lightly and said as if he didn't care: "Yao Zun Jinli is worthy of being a rare demon genius that you can see in ten thousand years. You can naturally trap the deity, and you can be trapped for as long as you want. Anyway, the deity is not I don't care about little things like that."
Jin Li was stunned for a moment.
Mo Qianqiu said sarcastically: "This deity is only blind in the past, and now you are really not as good as you who didn't remember anything. If you are always like that, that's not bad, at least you want to take the deity's. Heart, this deity will never object. You can kill or cut it as you please."
"Qianqiu!"
Jin Li has recovered his memory, and he knew at the first sight of the other person that this person knew about the previous life.
In the past, he came to the demon clan with expectation and anxiety, holding this person's heart and demon pill, but what he didn't want to see was the scene that he most dared not recall in his life. Later, after several life and death, he finally rescued the other party, but this person said: "You are shameless and lowly."
Yes, he is very lowly, so he can be ashamed to beg this person and beg him to fuck him for ten days. He almost died in that crazy sex affair, but this person almost used him as a tool, just to vent his sexual desire, never noticed that he was made to pass out, let alone love.
At the same time, he is really stupid. This person was designed with death, but he was so stupid that he sent it to the door, thinking that without this person, it would not be a big deal if he died.
Mo Qianqiu stretched out his hand and once again covered Jin Li's eyes.
Just like that day he gave up everything, sat on this person, and moved his waist up and down wanton. At that time, he covered this man's eyes, at least to prevent him from seeing himself so embarrassed.
This time, he blocked Jin Li's eyes again, preventing him from seeing his tears.
Mo Qianqiu didn't cry much in his life, but three times, all because of this person.
Jin Li took Mo Qianqiu's hand and moved it away from his eyes, Mo Qianqiu's eyes were red, and he said angrily: "Go away!"
With that said, Mo Qianqiu wanted to free his hand from the opponent's hand, but Jin Li held it tighter.
Mo Qianqiu said with a sneer, "Didn't you say that you should be fresh and focused, so that you won't think about such filthy things, and you won't be condescending."
"Qianqiu!"
"I owe you anyway. If you want to gouge out my heart, you can come now." Mo Qianqiu took Jin Li's hand to his chest and placed it on the beating heart. He laughed wantonly and said: "If you want to gouge out, gouge out, the pain of gouging out your heart has already been experienced by this deity. After gouging out this heart, this deity will never owe you any more. You can torture or humiliate your deity as you wish. your poo."
Jin Li was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "If you gouge out this heart, will you no longer be angry?"
Mo Qianqiu smiled: "How about the deity, I want you to pass... ask..."
The voice stopped abruptly, his eyes widened suddenly, Mo Qianqiu's body trembled, and he looked at the monster in front of him in disbelief. He slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest, only to see that Jin Li's slender fingers penetrated his skin and flesh and touched his heart.
That hand held his heart, and it really... wanted to gouge out his heart.
It turned out to be true, to gouge out his heart!
The pain of gouging out the heart is not so painful. For Mo Qianqiu, it is just like a needle stick in his life of more than 2,000 years. But at this moment, his heart trembled with pain.
And he was really embarrassed.
He didn't dare to look up to see Jin Li's expression, so he could only stare at the hand that was gouging out his heart. The tears that had accumulated in his eyes for a long time smashed down, hitting the back of Jin Li's fair hand like a spar. This divine beast is as cold and ruthless as he can see from the outside, the divine beast... I am afraid it has no heart.
Mo Qianqiu smiled palely and said: "If you want to goug out, go out, why bother..."
hum!
There was a buzzing sound in the ear, everything seemed to be still, Mo Qianqiu suddenly felt that his heart was gouged out fiercely. Then he saw his heart, Jin Li's hand was stained with his blood, and a heart beat gently in his palm.
Mo Qianqiu's heart was empty, and he also felt that his heart was really gone.
With the strength of Demon Venerable, he can live for more than two hundred years without his heart. But for Mo Qianqiu, he felt that he was dead at this moment.
Time became extremely slow at this moment, Mo Qianqiu raised his head little by little, tears wet this beautiful and peerless face, his pupils trembled, and he stared at the monster in front of him. Looking at this noble and elegant divine beast in front of him, he heard himself asking as if crying, "Do you really... have you ever liked me?"
The answer to Mo Qianqiu is a powerful force.
As if something was suddenly pressed into his chest, he fell back half a step, and Jin Li grabbed his waist, preventing him from falling down. There was something in his chest, Mo Qianqiu looked down and saw a familiar and unfamiliar heart beating in his chest, allowing the huge vitality to flow along his meridians to the four bodies.
Mo Qianqiu suddenly understood: "This is your heart, when did you take it out, shouldn't you put it back on your chest long ago!"
Jin Li lowered his blue eyes and said softly, "I never thought of putting it back. From the time I took it out to use it as a chess piece, I already planned to give it to you. You have millions of dollars on your back. Cause and effect, it is impossible for you to pass the Mahayana period and become immortal by your own strength. If you refuse to see me, will you want my heart? I don't want you to be nice to me, but be nice to yourself. I feel content." Jin Li raised the corners of his lips, revealing a pure and innocent smile: "Qianqiu, my heart belongs to you, can you stop being angry?"
All words were at a standstill at this moment.
Mo Qianqiu opened his eyes wide, and the tears dried up in his eyes. After a long time, he suddenly hugged the demon in front of him and buried his face in his shoulder. At this time, he recklessly wet the other side's shirt with tears.
Mo Qianqiu said in a hoarse voice, "...Did you ever say 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 like spring returning to the earth, with a hint of surprise and emotion on his cold and snowy face. Before Jin Li could speak, he heard Mo Qianqiu's voice muffled and said: "The deity's temper is not good, and many times he refuses to bow his head. If you want to be with the deity... can you really stand it?"
Jin Li lowered his eyes: "You are fine."
"I owe you a lot, you should hate me..."
Jin Li grabbed his waist tightly: "But I can't hate it, then you can use your life to make up for me."
Mo Qianqiu nodded obediently: "Okay. Did I say sorry to you?"
Jin Li was dumbfounded.
Mo Qianqiu moved his face away from his shoulder and looked up at him. A faint blue light gradually appeared in his right eye, and Jin Li stared blankly. Mo Qianqiu raised the corners of his lips and said softly, "I'm sorry."
Jin Li was taken aback: "What?"
Mo Qianqiu chuckled: "I said... I'm sorry!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up and blocked the other party's words with his lips.
From beginning to end, Mo Qianqiu was waiting for an apology. He didn't want Jin Li to compensate him for anything, he never felt that Jin Li owed him, but felt that he owed the other party a lot.
As long as you say "I'm sorry", no matter what the person does, he can forgive. Even if he wants to die, he can die without hesitation.
Love to the depths and die without regret.
It is so rare and lucky to meet someone you like in this life and to be with him.
Since then, Mo Qianqiu has lived on Long Island. As if to make up for the missing time in the past few years, the two made love in every part of the island frantically, sweating every corner.
Doing this kind of thing with the beast will never be the beast, but the other half.
Generally speaking, divine beasts will combine with divine beasts, at most monsters, and divine beasts rarely find humans as their companions.
Divine beasts have extremely strong sexual desires. Yin Ji once said that dragons and snakes are in a certain way their own family, because snakes can also transform into Jiaoyu, and then into dragons! Snakes are inherently promiscuous, and the dragon clan is the most lustful of the three clans of gods and beasts.
Since ancient times, the phoenix family can be reborn from nirvana, and the unicorn has a strong ability to reproduce, but the dragon family is extremely difficult to reproduce, but it has a certain ability that is different from it.
Every time he did half of it, Mo Qianqiu couldn't help but let the other side control. He is a cultivator of the Great Perfection in the later stage of Mahayana, and his physique is thousands of times higher than that of ordinary people, but he still can't stop the terrifying power of the dragon.
Fortunately, Mo Qianqiu is a man. If he is a woman, the frequency of their love affairs and the contribution of each promotion is enough to make him pregnant several times.
From this point of view, divine beasts are much stronger than humans. Mo Qianqiu has never tried the dual cultivation of Yuanshen blending in his life, but he feels that his relationship with Jin Li is by no means inferior to any dual cultivation. It is so cool enough to make reason like him sink into it, saying again and again that he does not even know how to do it. Dare to recall words.
After waiting for the two of them to be ridiculous for three years, Mo Qianqiu finally felt that he couldn't go on like this anymore.
In the past three years, they have done that kind of thing every once in a while, with very little time to rest. No matter how high the realm is and how strong the strength is, Mo Qianqiu feels that he has been squeezed dry. If this continues, he may really be killed.
Mo Qianqiu said resolutely: "I have to go back to the Devil's Palace first." After a pause, he glanced at the demon who followed behind him, and said: "You are not allowed to follow, absolutely not, you know!"
Jin Li nodded obediently, but couldn't help but ask, "Why can't you follow me?"
Mo Qianqiu said without hesitation: "I haven't told Qi Luo and the others about you, how can you come to the Magic Palace? As soon as you come, won't our relationship be exposed?"
Jin Li was stunned for a moment, and a trace of loss flashed in his eyes: "… When will you tell them."
Mo Qianqiu said as a matter of course: "How can you tell them this!"
Jin Li froze.
Just listening for the next second, Mo Qianqiu continued: "You can tell them if you want to, as long as you are below and the deity is above, the deity can tell them without hesitation, and then tell the world directly, and then get married Great gift, how about inviting the great powers of the world?"
Jin Li: "Good!"
Mo Qianqiu returned to the Magic Palace with a surprised mood. After a month, he found an excuse to return to Long Island again.
He didn't quite believe how Jin Li could agree so readily, but at night, when he was penetrated by this man from bottom to top, Mo Qianqiu clenched his teeth and kicked the divine beast out of bed, angrily said: "You Is that how the promise is fulfilled?"
Jin Li was slightly stunned, and said with a bewildered face: "You are above, I am below... Wasn't it just now?" His tone was sincere.
Mo Qianqiu: "..."
At this point, the two began their first cold war after their love period.
Mo Qianqiu had already said that he had a bad temper, but this time he was so angry that he ignored Jin Li for three days.
Jin Li spoke to him inexplicably, and Mo Qianqiu snorted lightly, pretending that he didn't listen to the sword.
On the third day, the two of them stood in the small pavilion in the center of the lake. Mo Qianqiu played chess with himself and did not let Jin Li intervene at all, but his chess was so stinky that Jin Li endured every move. Keep reminding.
Mo Qianqiu simply disturbed the chessboard and stopped playing chess to see the scenery. However, the moment he turned around, he heard a gentle and soft flute sound. The slender fingers rubbed the smooth and rounded body of the flute. When he blew the first sound, everything was silent, only the sound of the flute was heard.
Mo Qianqiu suddenly froze in place, his eyes widened.
This flute sound is clear and clear, Xu Yue, as if it is the roar of a dragon, it comes with the surging river water, and sometimes it is like listening to the rain on a window rail.
However, what surprised Mo Qianqiu was not the beauty of the flute, but the familiarity of the music!
He has heard this piece, he must have heard this piece!
From the first sound, something deep in his memory slowly awakened. Such a wonderful fairy music should be played in a fairyland on earth, and the person who plays it should have the most graceful temperament in the world, and have a peerless face that is difficult to describe.
Mo Qianqiu tried hard to recall the things in his mind, but some things seemed to be covered with a veil, hazy and vague, and he couldn't see clearly. The memories of more than 2,000 years have become a mess at this moment. The more I think about it, the more Mo Qianqiu's mood fluctuates, and sweat drips down his forehead.
After he groaned in pain, the flute stopped abruptly, and Jin Li embraced him and said anxiously, "What's wrong, Qianqiu?"
Mo Qianqiu stretched out his hand and pulled Jin Li's sleeve with difficulty, and asked seriously, "What song is that?"
Jin Li was startled, and after a while, he narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "It's just an ordinary song."
Mo Qianqiu wanted to ask again, but he suddenly felt a pain in his head, and the breath in his dantian was chaotic, so he hurriedly used his spiritual power to adjust his health. By night, he was back to normal. Jin Li sat on the other side of the chessboard and played with the pieces, Mo Qianqiu breathed a sigh of relief, supported his chin with one hand on the table, and said with a smile, "You just sat here all afternoon?"
Jin Li raised his eyes: "Well, I don't worry about you like this."
Mo Qianqiu sighed: "It was clear that I was in the God Transformation stage before you in the last life, but I didn't expect that this life was you who arrived at the God Transformation stage first. But your heart is with me, why can you break through and break through like this? quick?"
Jin Li said: "My heart is with you, but you are mine, does it make any difference?"
Mo Qianqiu was stunned.
Perhaps what this person is best at is to say some sweet words with sincerity on his face, right? The most terrifying thing is that Mo Qianqiu is completely powerless to resist this kind of love from the heart. He can only hide his reddish face, cough, and point to the chessboard: "I allow you to play chess with the deity."
Then, Mo Qianqiu lost thirty-six games in a row.
Mo Qianqiu: "..."
"This deity is superb in chess, and you are not a human being, why would you play the chess of my human race, and you still play so well..." So good!
Mo Qianqiu couldn't say the following words, but Jin Li continued to play with the chessboard, and said lightly: "I am five thousand years older than you, and I once turned to a chess book on Long Island when I was eight hundred years old, and now I want to come. Maybe it was collected by my father. There is no one on the Dragon Island, so I often play chess with myself, and I am used to it.”
Jin Li said it very calmly, but Mo Qianqiu felt a bit numb in his heart, and he couldn't help caressing Jin Li's hand. The latter looked up at him in surprise, and the beautiful Demon Venerable raised his chin and said arrogantly, "Then the deity is merciful, and from now on... the deity will play chess with you, how about it?"
Jin Li was stunned for a moment, but did not answer.
Mo Qianqiu raised an eyebrow: "You don't have to thank the deity too much, the deity is just too bored, so I'm a little interested in playing with you..."
"Don't." Mo Qianqiu, who was Jin Li's resolute words, was stunned. The handsome and noble Yaozun lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Your chess is too bad, it's better to play with you than with me."
Mo Qianqiu: "...you get out of here!!!"
This time, Mo Qianqiu was so angry that he returned directly to the Magic Dao Palace, and when he returned to Long Island, it was already half a year later. Something happened in the Magic Palace, and Mo Qianqiu finally came back after dealing with it for a long time. This time he directly broke into the barrier of Long Island, and when he found Jinli, he found that he was pulling a piece of blue silk wood from the soil.
Mo Qianqiu said in surprise: "There is still a tomb here, why haven't I seen it before?"
Jin Li smashed the wood into pieces at will, and soon a bird who lived on Long Island for a long time took the wood block to make a nest for himself. They were born on the Dragon Island and will eventually die on the Dragon Island. Some of them are monsters on the ground level. They have accompanied Jinli for at least a hundred years. It can be seen that when Jinli was seen, they still avoided far away, never interacting with them. He is close.
Mo Qianqiu looked at this scene, calmly held Jin Li's hand, and said, "What kind of tomb is this? How did you demolish it?"
Jin Li said: "This is a tomb of clothes and crowns, it's okay to dismantle it."
Mo Qianqiu said in surprise: "Is it your friend? Which Demon Lord?"
Jin Li was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and dropped a kiss on Mo Qianqiu's lips. After a gentle kiss, he shook his head and said, "It's not a friend. I thought he died for more than 2,000 years, but I recently found out that he is not a friend. He didn't die, so this tomb was destroyed."
Hearing this, Mo Qianqiu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
not friend.
Still guarding other people's clothes and crowns for more than 2,000 years.
There was a light snort from his nose, Mo Qianqiu shook off Jin Li's hand and strode forward: "This deity went to the lake to practice."
Amidst the scenery of the lake and the mountains, a azure blue figure stood beside the lake, the long wind blew his jacket and made a hunting sound. He stood in front of a nameless tomb, and looked calmly at the red-clothed Demon Venerable who was cultivating in the center of the lake. Gradually, his eyes softened.
Jin Li shook his head slightly, and a barely audible sigh was annihilated in the wind.
After a few days, Mo Qianqiu pulled Jin Li to play chess again. For such a stinky chess basket, Jin Li didn't want to confront him... Or, it was not a confrontation at all, but a one-sided slaughter. For this reason, Mo Qianqiu solemnly considered for a moment, and said: "Let's make a bet, if you can win me a thousand games, I will promise you one thing. If I win you one game, you will promise me one. thing."
Jin Li: "... Qianqiu, did you say something wrong?"
Mo Qianqiu asked without hesitation: "Is there? Then let's start quickly, it's impossible for you to win a thousand games against me."
Jin Li: "… "
After half a year, Jin Li finally won the thousandth chess game. Mo Qianqiu was still very calm in the first 100 games. After all, although his chess skills were not strong, he could beat Qin Guihe steadily, but he was a little worse than Luo Jianqing. But in the last hundred games, Mo Qianqiu began to cheat.
He switched pieces quietly, but no matter how much he cheated, it was time to lose.
With a flick of the red sleeves, the chessboard disappeared into the bamboo pavilion. Zhang Li's beautiful Demon Venerable twitched the corners of her mouth and snorted coldly, saying, "You really deserve to live five thousand years longer than your deity, and you really have some strength."
Looking at his proud appearance, Jin Li's eyes moved, and he said, "Qianqiu, you owe me one thing."
The expression on Mo Qianqiu's face suddenly froze, and after a long time, he said: "Go ahead."
"Walk on the lake with me."
Mo Qianqiu's eyes widened, and he didn't return to his senses for a long time.
It didn't take long for the two of them to board a heaven-level treasure boat and sail on the lake in the center of Dragon Island. If others were to know that they actually used the Heavenly Rank Magic Treasure as an ordinary boat, they would be so angry that their necks would crook.
This is a heavenly magic weapon!
It can resist the full blow of the monks in the early stage of the transformation of the gods and travel thousands of miles a day!
Mo Qianqiu is good at refining tools, and the things he uses are always the best. Monster beasts have never liked to use magic weapons, they all rely on their own strong bodies, and even more so with divine beasts. Before Mo Qianqiu forged a pearl-like magic weapon for Jin Li, this pearl is shining brightly, like the most dazzling cold jade liquid in the depths of the land of the Subaru, cool and noble.
Jin Li couldn't hide his surprise when he received it, but he didn't use it after that. He just carefully took it out every night and wiped it carefully.
Mo Qianqiu can't change the habit of divine beasts, but Jinli's extravagant habit is very adaptable. The dragon claw is easy to use.
The lake in the center of Long Island is not small, and Mo Qianqiu did not intend to rush to finish it, so he let the heavenly treasure ship flow with the waves.
Under the rippling blue waves are tiny silver fishes. The water is hundreds of feet deep, but it is crystal clear. It can be seen that the mottled colored stones are shining brightly under the sunlight. When there are ripples on the lake, the color of the green hills will gradually wrinkle, and the rich aura roams on the lake, even if you take a breath, you will feel relaxed, happy and comfortable.
After three days, Mo Qianqiu drove the treasure ship and prepared to return to the Bamboo Pavilion.
While driving the treasure ship, Mo Qianqiu praised with a rare sincere heart: "Your lake is really beautiful. Except for the Full Moon Valley in Jizhou, I have never seen a beauty that can be compared with this lake. Jinli, the aura on this lake. They have all condensed into illusions, in the past 8,000 years, have you often seen these illusions by yourself?"
Jin Li nodded: "Well, alone."
Mo Qianqiu's red lips hooked: "I will accompany you to see it later."
When he arrived at the bamboo pavilion, Mo Qianqiu flicked his sleeves and put the treasure ship into the collection ring. He turned around and saw a person and saw a breath-taking scene.
The man was holding a snow-white jade flute in his hand, with black hair like a waterfall, and wearing a deep blue robe, standing in the bamboo pavilion in the middle of the lake. He slowly turned around and looked at himself with clear eyes. His indifferent eyebrows and eyes gradually softened a little, and his eyes were blue and clear. Just standing there, it was the scenery of lakes and mountains, tall and elegant.
For the first time, Mo Qianqiu felt that this person was really good to see the extreme.
In his life, he has only admitted that one person is prettier than him, and that is his friend. Mozun has always liked beautiful things, which is well known in the Modao Palace. Yaozun Jinli has an outstanding appearance, and the Yaozu all know this.
But for the first time, Mo Qianqiu felt... He seemed to have seen the most beautiful scenery in the world.
The blue-clothed monster, the snow-white jade flute, looks like the snow melting in spring, plus the unique dignity and desertedness of the divine beast.
Mo Qianqiu's eyes flashed, as if he suddenly saw a figure. The figure was blurry, and he was also wearing a blue robe. His face was blurred and could not be seen clearly, but Mo Qianqiu somehow felt that this person must be able to see the extreme.
The severe pain shook again in the brain, Mo Qianqiu's eyes went black, and the whole person fell forward.
Before fainting, Mo Qianqiu heard Jin Li's panicked voice: "Qianqiu!"
Mo Qianqiu subconsciously took his hand and said weakly: "It's okay, but my head hurts a little." After saying that he was okay, he passed out with confidence, so as not to worry about this person.
Before he really lost consciousness, Mo Qianqiu felt that he was being hugged tightly by this person. The hot temperature passed along the broad chest, and the man's warm breath spit in his ear: "My Qianqiu..."
When I opened my eyes again, it was a brand new tomorrow.
Mo Qianqiu still couldn't remember what the phantom he saw was. In the past two thousand years, he has suffered many injuries, and he has no idea why he is dizzy, but he knows that his body is not in any danger.
On the Dragon Island, the two stayed together day and night. Sometimes Mo Qianqiu gets angry, but at most he forgets everything in three days and reunites with Jin Li again. After two hundred years of boating on the lake, watching the beautiful scenery, and practicing together, Mo Qianqiu has steadily entered the early stage of God Transformation, and Jinli is also a step closer to the middle stage of God Transformation.
Two hundred years later, Mo Qianqiu went to Taihua Mountain with great fanfare. Sure enough, Venerable Wu Xiaozi, the master of Yuxiao Peak in Taihua Mountain, took in an apprentice and named him Wuyin. When he reached the Golden Core Stage, Wu Xiaozi gave him a Taoist name, Xuan Lingzi.
Unlike himself and Jin Li, Wuyin has had the memory of the previous life since he was born. Mo Qianqiu originally wanted to play with Xuan Lingzi while he was still young, but who would have guessed that this pink-carved and jade-carved child would have a dead face that should have been seen hundreds of years later, and said coldly: "This deity I don't know, the Demon Venerable is so boring, and he came to make fun of the younger generation."
Mo Qianqiu was at a loss for words.
One more person remembers the events of the previous life, then the events of the previous life must be true, right
With such hope, Mo Qianqiu waited for three hundred years. In that year, he went to the Luoshui River with Jinli and Xuan Lingzi, waiting for Luo Jianqing to appear. In Gu's village, the beautiful girl was indeed pregnant, but she was born as a beautiful little girl.
From start to finish, there was no Luo Jianqing.
Xuan Lingzi almost collapsed, he frantically deduced the way of heaven, trying to find out the existence of Luo Jianqing. And Mo Qianqiu also used the power of the Magic Dao Palace to search along the Luoshui River for 50 years, that is, there is no Luo Jianqing, everyone has it, and there is no Luo Jianqing.
During that period of time, Xuan Lingzi had already closed his doors to thank guests, retreated all day to calculate the way of heaven, and was repeatedly attacked by the way of heaven.
Mo Qianqiu was also in a low mood, often inexplicably absent-minded. Whenever this happened, Jin Li would hug him and comfort him silently.
By the fiftieth year, Mo Qianqiu really gave up. He transferred most of the power of the Magic Palace back, leaving only a small number of people still guarding the Luoshui River. Jin Li listened to his instructions on these things, and after all the demon cultivators were ordered to leave, Jin Li slowly stretched out his hand and said, "Qianqiu."
Mo Qianqiu rarely walked up obediently and fell into Jin Li's arms. Rarely has he been so vulnerable, his eyes are red, he hasn't had a good rest for fifty years, and he can't cry, but it's even more uncomfortable when he is stuck in his heart.
If the identities of the two were exchanged, Mo Qianqiu would definitely be furious when he saw Jin Li as a friend, and he was so jealous that he didn't know how long he would be angry. But Jin Li suppressed a little loss in his heart and comforted him gently, and then he got a gentle kiss from his lover.
Jin Li suddenly froze: "Qianqiu?"
Mo Qianqiu put his arms around his neck and said, "Fortunately, you are still here. If you are gone... How can I live."
Jin Li's eyes widened, stunned for a moment.
Luo Jianqing is gone, Mo Qianqiu is in pain and sadness, but he can still live. But Jin Li was gone... Mo Qianqiu couldn't figure out how he should live. Before he knew it, he had put this person at the top of his heart.
With Jinli, Mo Qianqiu lives; without Jinli, there will be no Mo Qianqiu in the world.
Then two hundred years later, Mo Qianqiu had almost forgotten the pain of losing a close friend, and there was one more disciple of Taihua Mountain named Luo Jianqing in his memory. He anxiously took Jin away to Mount Taihua. Before meeting him, he was still very apprehensive, but after meeting, he found that Luo Jianqing was still the same Luo Jianqing, the Luo Jianqing who would slap his peerless face with a scabbard.
However, after this life, Luo Jianqing was never able to slap Mo Qianqiu's face again. The way the two of them get along is like this. Luo Jianqing is only joking every time, but Jin Li will hold his scabbard and never let him touch his lover again.
The two got along well with their Taoist companions, until Mo Qianqiu heard that Jinli had poured a dragon egg with demon power without asking himself. island.
Later, I heard that Jin Li was so weak that he couldn't get up. Mo Qianqiu was so anxious that he flew back to Long Island immediately, and before he landed, he saw Jin Li with a surprised face.
Jin Li said in surprise, "Qianqiu!"
Mo Qianqiu: "..."
How could even Xuan Lingzi deceive people these days!
He said he was not in a hurry, but Mo Qianqiu still checked Jinli's body carefully. Hatching dragon eggs is an extremely annoying thing. I think that Jin Li floated on the sea for 22,000 years before hatching on his own. It can be seen that if you want to spawn dragon eggs, it is absolutely as difficult as going to the sky.
Jin Li kept using his demon power to hatch dragon eggs, and he was indeed a little weak. Mo Qianqiu said, "It makes you want to hatch him, now you know how annoying it is", but he helped Jinli hatch this egg every day, reluctant to waste Jinli's demon power.
As the day when the dragon eggs hatch is getting closer and closer, Luo Jianqing and Xuan Lingzi also come to visit them on Long Island from time to time. This time, Xuan Lingzi took the little phoenix egg to watch the dragon egg, and Luo Jianqing listened to Mo Qianqiu's complaints in the room.
"What kind of egg do you want to lay? What do you want this egg for? The dragon clan really needs a bloodline, and I'm not a woman, so I can't give birth naturally, but how bad he is to his body. You can stay on Xuantian Continent for another 20,000 years, why is it so urgent?"
Luo Jianqing kept nodding and said yes, but when he heard this, he said in surprise: "Jin Li can wait for 20,000 years, but you can't."
Mo Qianqiu was stunned.
Luo Jianqing smiled slightly and said, "He wants to be promoted to immortal with you."
Mo Qianqiu couldn't say a word again, and after a long time, he snorted awkwardly and said: "He wants to be promoted to immortal, so he will be promoted to immortal? His heart is with me, although his cultivation base is higher than me now, But... I will definitely surpass him in the future."
Luo Jianqing smiled without saying a word.
After the two chatted, they talked about one thing.
Luo Jianqing said: "Dragon Island is really picturesque, what did you think of it when you first came to Long Island, is it very charming?" After a pause, Luo Jianqing smiled and said, "I forgot, You are only in the qi refining period, you must be trapped in the illusion of the lake, you can't appreciate the beauty of the illusion at all, you can only think it is terrifying."
Mo Qianqiu raised an eyebrow: "When is the deity in the qi refining period? The illusion is most likely to deal with monks below the Nascent Soul stage. Want to deal with the deity? Wait another 10,000 years."
Luo Jianqing said subconsciously: "When are you not in the Qi refining period?"
Mo Qianqiu asked: "When am I in the Qi refining period again?"
Luo Jianqing was stunned all of a sudden. He sorted out his thoughts and just wanted to talk, when he suddenly heard an elegant voice: "Jianqing."
Luo Jianqing turned his head to look, and saw the handsome and picturesque Venerable in white standing beside the bamboo house, looking at him quietly with his eyes lowered slightly. Xuan Lingzi slowly stretched out his hand towards him, the corners of his lips curled slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile. In an instant, as if the ice and snow melted, Luo Jianqing's heart moved, and all the friends who were alive and dead were thrown behind his head, he directly stood up and took Xuan Lingzi's hand.
Xuan Lingzi said softly, "It's time to go."
Luo Jianqing nodded: "Well, let's go." After speaking, he didn't even leave Mo Qianqiu with a corner of his eyes, he looked at Xuan Lingzi, his delicate eyebrows couldn't help bending, and said: "Then I'll go first. Now, Mo Qiu, see you later."
Mo Qianqiu: "...you who care less about your friends, don't see you again in the future!"
With such a friend who values sex over friends, Mo Qianqiu feels that he is really unfavorable and unlucky. Seeing Jin Li hatching dragon eggs with overdrawn demon power again, he felt a lot of pain in his heart, but he pushed Jin Li away and said stubbornly, "You should keep that little demon power for yourself, and let the deity come."
Jin Li was slightly startled, but Mo Qianqiu had already put his hands on the snow-white dragon egg and started to hatch.
Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around Mo Qianqiu's back and wrapped tightly around his waist. He froze all over, and when he raised his head again, he felt a warm object rubbing against the tip of his ear, making the tip of his ear hot.
Jin Li said in a low voice, "Qianqiu..."
Mo Qianqiu blushed and said forcefully: "What do you call me!"
Jin Li embraced him even tighter: "My Qianqiu..."
"I said, what are you calling me to do..."
The hot kiss locked Mo Qianqiu's lips, and the breath belonging to Jin Li lingered in his nose. The man hugged him tightly, as if to embed him in flesh and blood, and Mo Qianqiu also hugged him hard, opened his teeth actively, and sucked playfully with the tip of his tongue.
When Jin Li's hand stretched into Mo Qianqiu's clothes, he frowned and said, "Your egg is still beside you."
Jin Li raised his hand and set up a barrier: "If you don't worry about it, this will be fine."
Where did Mo Qianqiu want to agree, but Jin Li kissed his body, making him tremble and give up the struggle, and go to the peak of bliss with the other party. This time, as if to take into account Mo Qianqiu's body, Jin Li stopped after only three days. However, just as Jin Li pulled away, Mo Qianqiu raised his leg and hooked his body, causing the thing to bump into his body again.
Mo Qianqiu breathed lightly and said, "...Are you dying? Why is it so fast this time?"
Jin Li's face darkened.
Mo Qianqiu sighed and said: "Sure enough, there are limits to divine beasts, so let's be more restrained in the future. If you are overdrawn in advance, you can... ah..."
The violent impact made Mo Qianqiu unable to utter a word, and could only continue to gasp and moan. The ambiguous voice echoed in the small bamboo hut, and the bed partner shook for eight days before finally stopping, and this time, Mo Qianqiu had passed out from exhaustion, and Jin Li was also extremely exhausted, but it could not end like this.
Jin Li called out clear water and cleaned Mo Qianqiu's body before hugging his lover and falling asleep.
A day later, Jinli woke up, but Mo Qianqiu did not wake up for a long time.
Looking at the other party's beautiful eyebrows, Jin Li couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but stopped halfway. He doesn't want to disturb his lover. If he can rest for a while, then rest.
Infatuation glanced from the man's good-looking eyes to his erect nose, and finally to the soft, swollen lips. He kissed this lip countless times, and every time it felt so soft that it made people drunk, and it felt so sweet that he never wanted to let go of it in his life.
Qianqiu.
It's his legacy.
Also his boy.
It seemed that he had returned to more than two thousand years ago. He was playing chess with himself in the middle of the lake when he suddenly noticed an unfamiliar aura coming towards Long Island. He didn't ask too much, because the person who should come can naturally break through the barrier, and the person who shouldn't come can't break the barrier no matter how hard they try.
Jin Li is still playing chess with himself.
The Blue-robed Demon Lord was sitting in the bamboo pavilion, and when he reached the ninety-seventh game of chess, he stopped his fingers suddenly.
It's been a whole month, why did that outsider... stay in the sea all the time, not attacking the island by force, nor leaving voluntarily
After waiting for another month, Jin Li disappeared and could not help but went to the beach and saw the figure who was about to be submerged by the sea. He stood aside and watched Toka, the other party seemed to be dead, only the last faint breath was left, and he couldn't even move.
Jin Li turned around and left.
Although I don't know how the other party got to Long Island, even if such a person died, it would have nothing to do with him.
Another hundred days passed, Jin Li raised his jade flute and blew a Qingyue tune softly. He just blew it casually, but he never thought that under this sound, the dying outsider moved his fingers and arms slowly, and finally started to climb to the Dragon Island!
This human being only has the cultivation base of Qi refining period, and he was seriously injured by this. It is almost nonsense that he wants to land on Dragon Island.
Jin Li was still playing the jade flute calmly, enjoying the unchanging beauty of Long Island by himself. Then the man was still banging on the barrier, desperately trying to climb up. Jin Li didn't seem to see anything, he just played chess, played the jade flute, and occasionally practiced.
And just like that, another hundred days passed.
This strange teenager has been staying on the beach of Long Island for more than half a year.
With his injuries, he should have died at the beginning, but he survived tenaciously, never giving up and attacking the enchantment of the island. The boy's eyes were dark and clear, showing a stubbornness, his face was stained with blood and he couldn't see his original face, but these eyes alone were enough to deceive people.
He attacked stubbornly like this, until Jin Li suddenly stopped the flute sound after his hand slid down. After taking a long sigh, the blue-clothed Demon Venerable flickered, and when he reappeared, he had already brought the unfamiliar boy back to his room.
Help him put on clean clothes, help him heal, and wipe the blood on his body.
When he saw the other's face, Jin Li was stunned for a moment, and was shocked for a moment by this young man's bright and outstanding appearance.
If this person can open his eyes, what kind of beauty should he look like
Half a year later, when the young man opened his eyes, what Jin Li was waiting for was not the opponent's thanks, nor the opponent's daze, but a quick little sword. This small sword sprang out of the boy's navy ring, and it seemed to be some kind of hidden weapon, hitting Jin Li's eyebrows straight.
Jin Li didn't even blink, the hidden weapon just flew in front of his eyes, and it shattered and vanished into nothingness.
Surprise and astonishment flashed in the boy's eyes, and then he started to run away desperately.
It is extremely difficult to enter Dragon Island, and it is even more difficult to leave Dragon Island. Jin Li ignored the other party's behavior, as if he didn't see the young man flee, he still played his flute quietly.
The young man frantically attacked the barrier, and after three full days, he fainted out of physical strength. After waking up again, he continued to attack. Repeating such exchanges, the injury on the boy's body became heavier and heavier. Finally, he fell to the ground again, Jin Li sighed, and appeared beside the boy from the center of the lake in a flash.
Jin Li stretched out his hand to pull the boy's hand. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the boy suddenly grabbed his hand and bit it hard.
"Ahhh!!!"
Seven or eight teeth were shattered, and blood continued to flow out of the boy's mouth.
The flesh of the divine beast is as tough as a qi-refining cultivator can imagine. Even if he bites his mouth full of teeth, it is impossible to leave a trace on the divine beast.
The young man fell weakly on the dirty ground, the dirt stained his hair, but he stared at Jin Li with his bright eyes, as if he could peel him to pieces and devour him.
Jin Li cast a glance at him, picked him up, threw him on the bed of the bamboo house, and continued to heal.
After healing his injuries, the boy wanted to escape again. Jin Li continued to ignore him and brought him back when he was exhausted.
After going back and forth like this ten times, the young man finally had a little memory and no longer ran away regardless. Seeing him wake up, Jin Li narrowed his eyes, and his blue eyes were like a calm and peaceful ocean, hiding something deep and terrifying.
This time, Jin Li watched the boy wake up, sat on the edge of the bed, and started to take off his clothes. He took off all his clothes in silence, then lay back on the bed, and said calmly: "...If you want my body, then come, just save my life."
Jin Li's eyes flashed, showing shock for the first time.
Jin Li didn't say a word, and the young man had been lying naked on the bed. I have to admit that he has an extremely beautiful face, like a woman, even more charming. In addition to his androgynous appearance, he also has a sense of immaturity and youthfulness. For some wicked people, such a young man is far better than the enchanting young woman, far better than all prostitutes.
But Jin Li just looked at him without saying a word.
Looking at the other party's closed eyes and biting lips, Jin Li frowned, got up and left.
When he left, he heard the relaxed voice of the young man behind him. For some reason, Jin Li turned around and went back to the house. The young man trembled with fright when he saw his appearance, and said in a hoarse voice, "You... can you really let me go as long as I have my body?"
Jin Li gave him a cold look, walked aside, and took away his jade flute.
When he turned around, tears finally flowed from the boy's eyes. No matter how strong he was, he was only a fourteen-year-old boy. After being chased and killed by the former sect elder for many years, he finally got bored, and wanted to steal his secret technique.
This secret method is the reason for the destruction of Qianqiu Sect. He still has to rely on cultivating this secret method to take revenge, how can he give that elder.
But he didn't expect that the elder wanted far more than that.
He always knew that he was very good-looking, but that night, his uncle and uncle, the last two elders of the sect, climbed into his bed. If it wasn't for the last magic weapon his parents had left him to save his life, he would probably have been bullied that night and lost his secret magic.
Then, there is the long escape.
He was only at the Qi-refining stage, how could he escape two cultivators at the Jindan stage. He was seriously injured and was about to be arrested. The lewd eyes of the two lingered on him, and at this moment, he seemed to see all the ugliness in the world. These two people used to call his nephew affectionately, but now they want to kill him to seize the treasure, and they also want to insult him.
Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!
He jumped off the cliff with the determination to die, but he fell into a formation without thinking, and when he woke up, he had been teleported here. This is a vast ocean. He floated at sea for three months before he floated here. After entering this island again, it will be more than half a year later.
As long as he is still alive, he can take revenge, and he can kill all those who have insulted him.
So even if he can't keep himself now, he has to live and give everything to live!
The boy quietly dressed himself. After a long time, Jin Li entered the house again. The boy immediately got up from the bed and continued to undress. After he was naked, what he saw was Jin Li's indifferent gaze, there was no trace of greed in this gaze, just magnanimity and disgust.
Obviously disgust, but the young man felt that his heart suddenly became clear.
The boy stayed on this island. He knew that the handsome young man in blue clothes was named "Li". When the other party asked his name, he was silent for a moment and said, "I don't have a name."
What he said was not wrong. His parents were killed when he was born, and his sect was also destroyed. Only two elders took him to escape, and those two kept calling his nephew without naming him.
Jin Li paused for a moment and said, "You call Ming Qin."
The boy did not answer.
In the next ten years, the young man has been doing things for Jin Li non-stop. He will wipe the floor and clean the floor hard, in order to make Jin Li feel that he is not redundant and that he has a little use.
The relationship between the two was very cold and hard, and the mutation occurred in the twenty years after Jin Li hit the ground level. The young man was cultivating in the Longdao Lake, and his cultivation reached a thousand miles. He gave up everything to learn the secret method to destroy his family, and soon reached the late stage of foundation building.
On that day, Jin Li had been in retreat for 19 years, and suddenly a loud noise shook the entire Long Island. The teenager was so shocked that he hurried to the back mountain to look for Jin Li. Suddenly, he saw a blue figure leaping out. Before he could see it clearly, his neck was strangled.
Jin Li's eyes were red and he glared at the boy fiercely. As if he wanted to strangle the boy to death, he tightened his fingers like this, and the boy was powerless to resist. When the air slowly left his body, the young man didn't know where his strength came from, but he suddenly waved his hand and hit Jin Li's face heavily.
Snapped!
Jin Li's body froze, and a red slap print inevitably appeared on his face. He looked at the gorgeous and beautiful young boy in disbelief, and suddenly he fell down and smashed on the boy's body. But at the same time, the blood red in his eyes slowly faded away, and the strong hostility in his body disappeared completely.
When Jin Li woke up, he was already at the late stage of cultivation.
There was also a clear palm print on his face. The boy stood by the bed, not daring to take a breath, so he could only bite his lip tightly, as if he was about to bleed it. He was afraid, but he still refused to bow his head.
At this time, Jin Li suddenly realized what kind of trouble he had taken in.
This kid is so stubborn, so stubborn it hurts.
Jin Li sighed and said, "This deity... I didn't blame you, I should thank you for letting me wake up from the state of being mad."
The boy squeezed his fingers.
Jin Li raised his eyes to look at him: "You once said that you wanted to leave here no matter what?"
The boy raised his head sharply, nodding heavily.
Jin Li said lightly: "When you reach the realm of Jindan period, you come here... spend one night with me, and I will send you away."
A look of horror flashed in his eyes, the glamorous young man was trembling all over, gritted his teeth in anger, but could only agree silently.
He clearly knew that as long as he reached the Jindan stage, he would have to spend that night, but the young man did not relax his cultivation at all, instead he cultivated at the fastest speed and without sleep. He is the root of the first-rank low-rank, and can only be regarded as the last of the upper reaches among humans. Jin Li did not intend to teach him, but he still broke through the golden core stage in just five years.
Even with the help of the Dragon Island Lakes, this is surprisingly fast.
On the night when he was promoted to Jindan, bathed in the moonlight, the boy came to Jinli's house.
Jin Li sat on the edge of the bed and turned to look at the moonlight outside. He didn't turn his head or glance at the young man, he just hooked his fingers and said, "Come here and take off your clothes."
The boy gritted his teeth and stepped forward.
He obediently took off all his clothes, and the moonlight shone on this fair skin, making it look like beautiful jade. Decades have passed, time has not reduced the color of this young man, but made him more gorgeous, like a rough jade whisk, so beautiful that every man has to admire it.
He didn't even want Jin Li's orders, so he climbed onto his bed, crawled in front of Jin Li, and lowered his head to kiss him.
Jin Li turned away from the kiss and said coldly, "Let's start straight away."
The boy's body froze, and he replied "yes" softly, and then began to undress for Jin Li.
Jin Li still turned his head to look at the moonlight outside the window, but at this moment, he saw that the young man suddenly used his spiritual power to urge a small knife and stabbed Jin Li's heart fiercely. He stabbed hard and accurately to the heart, and then pierced Jin Li's chest.
Jin Li opened his eyes wide and turned to look at him, as if to say: Didn't you ever take the initiative to do this
The boy's red lips twitched, revealing a dangerous and arrogant smile: "That's my youth and ignorance. Why should I sacrifice myself in order to avenge them? I want to live happily, I want to live for myself! Who wants to be committed For you, I have been preparing for this day for so many years. I thought you were a true gentleman, but I didn't expect you and them to be the same. You will die for me!"
At this moment, the moonlight shone on the boy's body, he was like a phoenix nirvana, and the smile on his lips grew, so dazzling that Jin Li couldn't breathe.
However, the boy was still wrong. He only felt that Jin Li was the cultivation base of Jindan in the later stage, but this was what Jin Li took the initiative to reveal to him. The knife was not inserted into Jin Li's heart at all. His beast grabbed the slender wrist of the young man, looked at the panicked expression of the other party, and shook his head: "You just...you look better."
The young man struggled.
Jin Li slowly corrected his expression: "You said you wanted revenge? Then I'll help you."
The boy was stunned: "Why do you want to help me?"
Jin Li was silent for a long time, then turned his head to look at the bright moon again: "... Maybe that way, it would be a little lonely."
Next, is the boring practice life.
In the evening, Jin Li gave pointers on the young man's cultivation, and during the day the young man had to play chess with him. When the young man was cultivating, Jin Li stood in the lake and played a pleasant flute in the moonlight, as if it could make time stand still.
Spring to autumn, another fifty years.
The relationship between the two became more familiar, and the young man dared to challenge Jin Li. He found that Li's temper was actually very good. When he asked him to dedicate himself, he was just testing him. If he failed the test and really wanted to dedicate himself, Li would throw him out of Long Island; if he passed, Li would teach him personally. He practices.
Perhaps the strangest relationship in history is the relationship between teachers and friends.
The young man gradually became less vigilant about Jin Li, and Jin Li looked at the young man with more seriousness and softness.
On that day, he finally broke through the Nascent Soul Stage, and with the capital to travel the Xuantian Continent, he could go back to take revenge. Jin Li asked him if he really wanted to leave Long Island, and he said loudly: "I'll come back when I kill them! Li, you still have a game of chess that you haven't played with me."
Jin Li narrowed his eyes and looked at him, gave him a jade talisman, crushed the jade talisman and returned to Dragon Island immediately.
After all, divine beasts rarely make money, and there is not much to give to the young man, but before leaving, the young man suddenly pulled down Jin Li's neck and bit his lips fiercely. With this bite, the boy's teeth were really painful, but Jin Li was unscathed, just widened his eyes and looked incredulous.
The teenager waved his hand, raised his chin, and said proudly, "Wait for me to come back!"
Jin Li stared at him blankly, and when the young man really left, he rubbed his lips, and suddenly seemed... a little tempted.
He started to wait.
It's been a long wait, first... seven hundred years.
In the last hundred years, Jin Li no longer cared about his gaze in the demon realm. He left Longdao like a madman and set foot on the Xuantian Continent. He searched for a hundred years and couldn't find the other person's figure. He also heard that in the past three hundred years, no demon cultivator has entered or exited from the Nascent Soul stage.
He did not succeed in advancing, so he died, under the limit of heaven.
An indescribable heartache swept through Jin Li's body, causing his heart to throb continuously. He returned to Long Island alone, and his figure was lonely, just as he had been for thousands of years, and he was the only one here. There is, and only, he is alone.
He erected a tomb beside the lake where the boy stayed the longest, and for some reason, he sat in front of this grave for a hundred years.
A hundred years later, he slowly got up and became a lonely person again, never moving his heart for anyone.
He used to be alone, but now, he has his own lover.
Jin Li slowly closed his eyes and buried all the things in his memory deep. Since he is already with Qianqiu, these things have no other meaning. Those memories are beautiful to him, but Qianqiu is the most important thing to him.
Suddenly, Jin Li's hand was tightly grasped, and Mo Qianqiu shouted in panic in his dream: "Li... Li!"
When Jin Li heard his name, he held back his lover's hand and asked with concern, "Qianqiu?"
"Leave! Leaving!" Mo Qianqiu shouted hurriedly, holding his hands even tighter.
Jin Li immediately took him from the bed into his arms, shouting his name loudly, trying to wake him up. But Mo Qianqiu just kept shouting, constantly shouting "Li", and gradually, tears slowly flowed from his eyes, he cried "Li" in a dream, the more he shouted, the more sad he felt, as if he had encountered some grief and despair. thing.
Jin was heartbroken, but he couldn't wake Mo Qianqiu.
Just when he decided to wake up Mo Qianqiu desperately, suddenly, Mo Qianqiu cried out loudly: "Leave! Save me!"
Jin Li opened his eyes: "I'm here!"
Mo Qianqiu slowly became quiet, and after a long time, he slowly opened his moist eyes. Tears wet these beautiful eyes, and the clear peach blossom eyes are captivating in the rippling water, making Jin Li hold his breath and stare at Mo Qianqiu tightly, not wanting to miss even a second.
Mo Qianqiu looked at him stupidly, and said suddenly: "Let's..."
Jin Li comforted him and said softly, "I'm here."
Mo Qianqiu suddenly raised his head and blocked Jin Li's lips, his hand slipped down Jin Li's clothes, but Jin Li suddenly grabbed his hand and said calmly: "It's only been done for so many days, if Do it again, you can't take it."
Where does Mo Qianqiu care about him, he broke away his hand and kissed him.
Jin Li has never been able to compete with Mo Qianqiu, or in other words, no matter what his boy wants him to do, he can't bear to refuse. This time, the two were extremely crazy. Mo Qianqiu had never taken the initiative like this before. He did not allow Jin Li to release in advance, and asked him to hold on until the last moment.
The durability of the divine beast was astounding, and both of them were extremely cool, but when the divine beast was shot out, Mo Qianqiu was so tired that even breathing began to be difficult, so he could only lie on Jin Li's naked chest, panting heavily. .
The thing was still beating gently in his body, scalding his skin, but the liquid had already flowed down.
Jin Li is very clean, but he knows that Mo Qianqiu is more clean. So he wanted to pull himself out to cleanse his lover's body, but Mo Qianqiu stopped him and gently pecked his lips. The red lips were slightly hooked, and it was a splendid smile, which was worthy of the sun and the moon.
Mo Qianqiu said with a low smile: "I'm back."
Jin Li didn't understand for a while: "Qianqiu?"
Mo Qianqiu kissed him again, and said again: "I'm sorry you have waited for more than two thousand years... I'm back."
Jin Li's eyes widened suddenly, but his lover did not wait for him to react, and pressed down on him again, swaying up and down with his weak and weak waist. Later, how could Jin Li be willing to be so exhausted by his lover, he turned over and pressed Mo Qianqiu under him, causing him to gasp for breath.
Mo Qianqiu hugged his neck tightly, while suppressing the rapid breathing in his throat, he said: "I... I want to make up for the two thousand years we lost in the past!"
Jin Li hugged him with doting words on his lips, but below it was violent like a storm: "Okay, we can still have a lot of two thousand years."
The ambiguous and shy voice roamed Long Island for a long time.
After waiting for two thousand years, he finally found his lover.
There were countless twists and turns between them, and when they finally walked together, the two had scars all over their bodies, but they loved each other to the extreme.
Love is the blood that gushed out after plucking out the heart, and love is the decision to die for you.
How painful is the heartbreak
It hurts more than the depth of love.
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After writing all night, I finally finished it! Today is the complete end. Thank you for your support. There are many shortcomings in this article, and there are many places that the girls complained about. But in any case, thank you for your support, thank you for your likes or some dislikes. I will learn my lessons and try to write better.