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Chapter 781 After Being Forcibly Married by the Demon Lord 26
The young Mozun was pressed down on the dusty ground, probably touching a wound, he grunted in pain.

His brows were furrowed tightly, his long eyelashes trembled violently, and the end of his eyes were flushed, fragile and beautiful.

Mo Qin loosened his grip on his hand.

"I'll let you go, don't do anything to me again."

After speaking, Mo Qin completely let go of him.

The boy didn't react for a while, until Mo Qin let go of him and stood up, he slowly got up from the ground.

He moved his body, moved back guardedly, and quietly looked at Mo Qin's face.

"You...don't kill me?"

Mo Qin patted his dusty sleeves, and stepped back cooperatively.

"I won't kill you."

When I saw him, if I had [-]% doubts, then I'm sure now.

Li Bian's so-called taking her away was going back to a certain time point in the past.

And the abnormality of the Demon Lord before was completely revealed.

They've met in past timelines.

Really... If she had said it earlier, she wouldn't have believed it.

Mo Qin felt that his ability to accept was pretty good.

The young Mozun hesitated for a few seconds before tentatively walking towards the door.

Seeing that Mo Qin really had no intention of attacking him again, he speeded up and walked out.

He heard the fight outside before.

She is a disciple of Xianmen...

Mo Qin saw the young man walk to the door, and stared outside, froze in place.

It was probably frightened to see the corpses of demons outside.

The demons who had chased him around for their lives were lying on the ground in disorder, with dark red blood splattered everywhere.

The young Mozun only felt stiff all over, and his back felt chills.

His mind was in a mess.

not kill him?
Why would she let him go? There is no reason.

In other words, disciples of the Immortal Gate are just like the demons, they like to play tricks on others...

The young Mozun swallowed, suppressed the suspicion in his heart, and continued to walk outside.

No matter what he is, run first and talk later.

Mo Qin didn't follow out, otherwise he might have frightened people.

As soon as this thought fell into place, Mo Qin heard a 'dong' sound from outside.

It sounded like something heavy fell to the ground.

Mo Qin quickly chased him out, and saw the boy lying on the ground, motionless, as if in a coma.

"..."

The Mozun also told her not to save her, is it okay if she doesn't save her? ! -
Opening his eyes again, the boy found himself lying in a clean and tidy room.

Like an inn.

He is not dead.

The young Mozun blinked and sat up from the bed.

It was only then that he realized that the clothes on his body had been changed, and he was only wearing a plain undershirt, and the wound on his body was also bandaged.

The wound was also medicated, and there was a cool feeling in the pain.

When he was in a daze, Mo Qin came in from outside with a medicine bowl.

The girl has changed her clothes, the styles are not the same as before, but they all look good.

Mo Qin closed the door casually, saw that Mo had woken up, and asked casually:
"Wake up? How do you feel?"

He had a lot of wounds on his body, some had scabs and some were new, and his physical condition was also very poor, but fortunately there were no fatal injuries.

Need to feed more.

The majestic demon king has turned into a pitiful little pity.

The boy's dark eyes looked at the girl in front of him timidly, wondering why she wanted to help him.

"I'm... fine. Why did you save me?" Aren't you a disciple of Xianmen.

When he saw a demon, he wanted to kill him quickly, and the disciple of the immortal sect who hated the demon race would save him.

Is he crazy, or she is crazy.

Mo Qin handed him the medicine bowl, and the medicine in the bowl was steaming and a little hot.

The boy stretched out his hands to take it, holding the medicine bowl in his hand.

He asked Mo Qin a question, but lowered his head and stared at the dark medicinal soup.

It smelled bitter, but it was so warm and slightly hot, making his skin against the bowl numb.

Mo Qin sat down beside the bed, and replied calmly:

"Because you look good?" is a question.

The boy was indeed good-looking, with exquisite facial features and porcelain-white skin without any blemishes.

The eyes that look at her are always timid, very easy to bully.

The boy looked up, looked at Mo Qin's face, and fell silent.

He pursed his lips and said:

"You look good too."

It is not like the beauty of a real person, and the beauty is very objective.

How could such a good-looking disciple of Xianmen save a demon just because of his good looks?

Mo Qin didn't seem to understand what he meant, but instead thanked him for his compliment, "Thank you."

The boy was silent again: "..."

Mo Qin glanced at the bowl in his hand and reminded:

"Drink the medicine quickly. It won't work well if it gets cold."

"Ah."

The boy obediently gave an 'um' and drank the medicine with a bowl in his hand.

The medicine was very bitter, and he drank it all in one gulp, the bitter taste blooming in his mouth wrinkled his pretty face.

Mo Qin took out a bag of candied fruit from nowhere and handed it over.

The young man stared blankly at the candied fruit in Mo Qin's hand, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Mo Qin shook the candied fruit in his hand:

"Don't you want to take it? The medicine is very bitter."

She took the empty bowl with one hand, and stuffed the candied fruit into the boy's hand with the other.

The young man squeezed the candied fruit, and said in a soft voice, "Thank you..."

Mo Qin has no temper at all with the well-behaved little poor in front of him.

"What's your name?" she asked.

The boy was startled, he looked up at Mo Qin and then quickly lowered his head.

"Shang Qi, my name is Shang Qi."

"My name is Moqin."

It was only now that Mo Qin knew his name.

No one from the Demon Race or the Immortal Race would call him by his name before.

Shang Qi held the candied fruit in his hand and had no intention of eating it.

He pinched the cuff with his fingers uneasily:
"My wounds and clothes..."

The clothes were probably bought randomly by Mo Qin. They were just ordinary clothes, but the material was very good, soft and comfortable.

Mo Qin didn't shy away from it, and spoke calmly:
"You have a lot of injuries and your clothes are dirty, so I'll bandage them up for you."

Shang Qi raised his head instantly, Bo Hong climbed up his earlobes and cheeks.

"You, you changed it for me?!"

Mo Qin put on a serious face, "Yes."

It seems that instead of changing the clothes of a grown man, she changed the appearance of a big white radish.

Shang Qi thought of being stared at by a girl when he was in a coma, and even helped him heal his wounds... He wished he could find a hole in the ground and crawl in.

How could she speak so frankly.

It seems that he has a dirty mind.

Shang Qi tried his best to suppress the shame in his heart, and said solemnly:
"Thank you."

Mo Qin pursed his lips, and with a teasing tone, he said, "You're welcome."

She is good at medicine, and he is a devil. Instead of looking for a doctor in the human world, it is better for her to show him herself.

But that didn't stop her from teasing him.

Just as Shang Qi adjusted his mood, he became restless in an instant.

Mo Qin raised the bowl in his hand, and said to Shang Qi:

"take a good rest."

Shang Qi watched Mo Qin go out with the bowl, and after a while he opened the candied fruit in his hand, took a piece and put it in his mouth.

Sweet.

(End of this chapter)