The Demon Lord was so flirtatious when he spoke love words, but... Li Qing was confused: What? I said that?

Looking at Li Qing's expression, Mo Jue knew that the little liar had long forgotten about him, and didn't remember even after he reminded her:

"Hehe, luckily I remember it clearly, otherwise I would have been deceived by this little liar!"

"Huh?" Li Qing couldn't help but want to defend herself:

“Not counting the days in the small world, in all the years I’ve been in Qingqiu, I’ve only ever been drunk the first time I secretly drank. According to human age, I should have been 16 at that time.

Lord Demon, I would like to ask you, you are about the same age as my uncle, and seeing a young boy drunk and talking nonsense in front of you, a decent person would not take that seriously, right? "

However, Mo Jue waited until he grew up and became sensible before starting to pursue him, which showed that he still had some moral bottom line.

Hearing Li Qing's question, Mo Jue didn't know how to explain for a moment: "..." That's right... That's not right, I'm not a human, I'm not serious, I took it seriously, is that not okay?

"Qingqing is a good name. She is already stunningly beautiful at the age of 16. It's normal that I can't handle her."

Look, being thick-skinned makes you invincible, just be a scoundrel!

After these words came out, Li Qing felt like he couldn't respond.

Originally, I was just curious about why there were so many romantic relationships in the demon world, but I unexpectedly learned about the situation when they first met.

But he really couldn't remember what happened when he was a child. In order to prevent Mo Jue from being sad and pretending to be pitiful, and to induce him to sign an unequal treaty, Li Qing cleverly changed the subject:

"Yesterday, San Sui told me about the love and hatred between Feng Ling and his three fellow apprentices. I have a question."

Mo Jue was recalling the beautiful scene when they first met. Thinking of the young Li Qing, he was so excited that two small dragon horns quietly emerged on his forehead.

At this moment, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Li Qing's words. Mo Jue didn't even have time to retract his dragon horn, and hurriedly picked up his wife's words: "What's the question?"

"You are a black dragon, and that scumbag father and son seem to be black dragons too. I used to be aloof and didn't like to pay attention to things outside Qingqiu, so I didn't understand a lot of things. Are you...relatives?"

While speaking, Li Qing became extremely interested in the dragon horn that appeared on Mo Jue for some unknown reason, and subconsciously pulled it.

The shiny black dragon horn looks very much like obsidian, and feels icy and comfortable to the touch. Taking a couple of bites of it in the summer is like eating a popsicle!

Mo Jue: “…” Should I tell him that touching a dragon’s horns is equivalent to asking for sex, and Qingqing will easily cause the dragon to misunderstand by doing this!

Li Qing didn't seem to understand what this meant, so Mo Jue could only suppress his evil thoughts and let him rub his dragon horns at will, concentrating on answering the question:

“The previous Heavenly Emperor and I are from the same clan. Before the Dragon Clan fell, we were both considered the more talented descendants in our clan.

He and I have always been in a competitive relationship. I have always been a little better than him, and the elders in the clan also like me very much. Naturally, he is very jealous.

Unfortunately, our destinies took different paths. After he became Taoist Zishan's disciple, we seldom met each other and we developed in different fields.

Later he became the Emperor of Heaven, and I became the leader of the dragon clan.

That year, the dragon clan suffered a catastrophe of genocide, but as the Emperor of Heaven, he remained indifferent and refused to help.

In order to save my people, I have no choice but to take a crooked path and change my fate.

Dragons with high talents like me are rare species everywhere. If I am not careful, I will be too successful in my cultivation and become the new Demon Lord.

From then on, he had a legitimate reason to go against me and would send his heavenly soldiers and generals to destroy me at any time.

Humph, but he doesn't have that ability and luck. Now...the father and son have ended up in a more miserable situation than each other, while my demon world is still prosperous!"

After Mo Jue finished speaking, he sighed in his heart: I didn’t do anything, and those who are against me are gone, I am the chosen one.

"Qingqing, with my luck, I will definitely be able to pass the test and marry you!"

At this point, a certain dragon was so excited that he couldn't help but lean over and kiss Li Qing.

Mo Jue’s sudden attack was too fast, and Li Qing had no time to retract his hand from his dragon horn. His hand was pulled outward by Mo Jue’s movement, and the dragon horn just…broke…broke!!!

Li Qing was stunned on the spot. He looked at the dragon horn in his hand, then looked at Mo Jue who was missing a horn. His eyes switched back and forth between the two, full of disbelief and panic.

It's over, it seems that the old man is disabled! This, this, this... can it be connected?!

Li Qing's eyes were red with guilt for accidentally hurting Mo Jue, and her voice was trembling: "I'm sorry... does it hurt? Can you glue it back together?"

Tens of thousands of years ago, Mo Jue led the dragon clan into the demon world. Most dragons began to live in seclusion and no longer had any contact with other races. Li Qing had never seen many dragons in his life, and he didn't know that dragon horns would fall off naturally and periodically.

Seeing this situation, the young clan leader suddenly became a little panicked.

Seeing that he was about to cry, Mo Jue felt a secret joy in his heart, Qingqing felt sorry for me! But Lord Mo Zun couldn't bear to let Li Qing panic for too long, so he held his hand and wanted to explain.

Just then, he felt a very strong itch on his forehead, which was very unbearable. Before Mo Jue opened his mouth, he broke off the other one.

Li Qing: “!!!” Do you have obsessive compulsive disorder? You don’t have to make such a big sacrifice for symmetry!

"you……"

Mo Jue kissed the corner of his mouth with a smile in his eyes and interrupted Li Qing: "Qingqing, don't worry, it will grow back.

I have saved all the lost corners. I heard that these things are very valuable, but I forgot where I put them. When I find them, I will give them all to you for safekeeping. "

Li Qing: “…” Knowledge, along with my ups and downs in mood, entered my mind in a strange form.

"Phew - I'm glad you're okay... Wait, you're not saying this on purpose to comfort me? Are you sure it can grow back?"

Li Qing was still a little worried, so he raised his hand and wanted to poke the broken horn into his head to see if he could poke it back.

Mo Jue stopped his hand. It had already fallen off, so it was useless to poke it again: "Qingqing, I won't lie to you. Trust me, it will heal in a few days. I'll be the first to show it to you then!"

With Mo Jue's repeated assurances, as well as the testimony of other dragons in the Demon Realm, Li Qing finally let go of the heavy burden in his heart.

The dragon horn incident has come to an end. After collecting the dragon horn that fell off, Li Qing should return to Qingqiu.

Mo Jue was reluctant to part with him and insisted on sending him back personally. Li Qing could not bear the old man's enthusiastic pleading, so she sat cross-legged on the black dragon's head and asked him to send her back.

As if worried about making Li Qing vomit like before, Mo Jue flew very carefully this time and at an unusually slow speed, giving the two of them enough time to continue chatting.

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