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"What?" Bei Mu didn't turn his mind for a while.

"I said... I am Yi's number one lover." Zhu Qingchen stared at him with a smile.

He stared, and it took a long time before he said, "Are you kidding me?"

Zhu Qingchen straightened his face, and asked back: "Do you think I will make fun of this kind of thing?"

Seeing his serious appearance, Bei Mu suddenly felt a sense of irritability, and cursed in a low voice: "Bastard, obscene, shameless, promiscuous, promiscuous, shameless..." After a lot of scolding, it seemed to be tired He raised his head, and bumped into Zhu Qingchen's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his face couldn't help but feel hot.

He straightened his neck, and said dryly: "Don't worry, I'm not your rival in love. I'm not interested in a big man who is big and thick."

"……Hahaha……"

Seeing this, Zhu Qingchen couldn't hold back his laughter anymore, he shook his head and said, "You are really interesting, no wonder Yi cares about you so much."

Bei Mu was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

Zhu Qingchen said: "The outside world says that I am Yi's number one lover."

"so……?"

"So...that's just a rumor from the outside world. In fact, Yi and I are just close friends."

When Zhu Qingchen said the last sentence, the expression on his face was so sincere that no one could have the slightest doubt.

Bei Mu stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say for a while.

"I'm a casual cultivator, and I've always been alone, without worries..." Zhu Qingchen smiled lightly, "Two years ago, I was plotted against and seriously injured, and I accidentally broke into the hunting ground. It was Yi who rescued me .”

At that time, Zhu Qingchen didn't have the slightest affection for the second leader of the Demon Clan who had been notorious since he took office. He thought that Mo Yi saved him only to satisfy his own selfish desires.

Regarding his external conditions, Zhu Qingchen knew very well in his heart that there must be nothing other than "that kind of thing" for a masculine devil to save him.

However, what surprised him was that instead of touching him, Mo Yi offered him delicious food and drink, giving him the best medicine to heal his injuries.

Until later, he accidentally learned from the discussion of the guards that Mo Yi did this only to dedicate him to the Demon King.

The name of the devil's lust spread far and wide, and Zhu Qingchen naturally heard of it. At that time, his mood could be said to be mixed.

Hearing this, Bei Mu couldn't help muttering: "It really is a bad embryo."

Zhu Qingchen shook his head with a smile, and continued: "There is no definite definition of good and bad. Many of the demons behave in a very hateful way, but they are divided into good and bad just like humans. .Many human beings use the banner of being famous and upright, but they are doing some shady things behind their backs, which is even more difficult to guard against." Speaking of this, a trace of coldness appeared on his face.

A trace of hesitation appeared on Bei Mu's face, and he said, "Then...why wasn't he sent to the Demon Palace in the end?"

Zhu Qingchen was not surprised that he could guess that he was not sent to the magic palace.After all, if he was really sent to the magic palace, he wouldn't be "gossiping" with him here as if nothing had happened.

On the night before he was about to be sent to the magic palace, he was so confused about the future that he couldn't sleep.

When the bright moon was hanging high, Zhu Qingchen pushed open the door and stepped out of the room lightly, but alarmed the two sleepy guards outside the door.

As if being caught lazily on duty, the two guards stood up straight in a panic, with serious expressions on their faces at the same time.

Zhu Qingchen turned a blind eye and walked past them, and could hear their whispers from a distance.

"Tsk tsk, when I used to listen to books, I always felt that storytellers exaggerated and said that so-and-so grew up to harm the country and the people. I didn't expect such people to exist. It's really rare in the world, but...it's a pity, it's a pity."

"Shh... are you dying? Dare to chew your tongue?"

……

Zhu Qingchen ignored what the people behind him said about him, and walked slowly with no expression on his face.

Mo Yi had tampered with him, preventing him from escaping Ziyi Palace. Perhaps it was because of this that Mo Yi did not restrict his freedom too much.

Except for two places in Ziyi Palace, he is not allowed to go, and he can walk around at will.

One is Moyi's bedroom, and the other is the execution room where prisoners are held in Ziyi Palace.

During these days of recuperation, he had already explored the terrain in Ziyi Palace. What surprised him was that apart from the strict guards in Ziyi Palace, there were no restraints or magic circles in place.

After thinking about it carefully, he understood it in his heart.

The demon race respects the strong, and Mo Yi is one of the four chiefs, who is impatient and dares to trespass into his palace?

Facing the night wind, Zhu Qingchen walked aimlessly, distracted, and came to a lotus pond.

Looking at the lotus pond in front of him, he suddenly woke up from his trance, and he came to Moyi's bedroom without knowing it.

"Boom..."

He was about to turn around and go back, but he heard the sound of something falling to the ground in the bedroom.

He stopped and listened carefully, and found that in addition to the sound of falling things, there were also some painful groans and groans that seemed to have reached the limit of endurance.

And the movement is getting bigger and bigger.

After thinking about it, he stepped forward and tried to push the door of the sleeping hall, but it opened easily.

But as far as the eye can see, the ground is wet, and fragments of tea sets are scattered around. The air is filled with a faint tea fragrance, and the indoor table is empty.

And under the table, with its back to the door, there was a figure in black curled up, who else could it be Mo Yi?

Perhaps it was too much pain, but Mo Yi didn't realize that he came in, and still clutched his head with both hands, moaning and groaning in pain.

Walking slowly behind him, looking down at him who was defenseless at this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Zhu Qingchen's mind at this moment.

A trace of killing intent flashed from his eyes.

He said lightly: "What's wrong with you?"

Surprised by his sudden voice, Mo Yi finally noticed his arrival.

He curled up and turned around with difficulty. When he saw him, he gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "Who let you in? Get out!"

His clothes were messy, his face was flushed unnaturally, his eyes were a little blurred, with a trace of water mist, very charming.

His forehead was densely covered with fine sweat, and his beautiful lips were bleeding slightly at this time, obviously bitten by himself.

At this time, he looked extremely fragile, but also showed a sense of tenacity and unyielding.

It was such a picture that made Zhu Qingchen squat down subconsciously.

"Are you fascinated?" He reached out to his forehead.

But Mo Yi waved his hand, then leaned to the side and growled, "Don't touch me!"

While waving his hands, the two touched each other, and his body couldn't help trembling, almost groaning and growling.It can be seen that he is trying his best to endure.

This time, Zhu Qingchen was sure that he was indeed "enchanted".

His body temperature was astonishingly hot.

Fascination is a kind of aphrodisiac and medicine that is very powerful and evil, specially aimed at monks' physique.

If the moderate ones do not "combine" with others in time to release the medicinal power, the mild ones will gradually lose their spiritual power in pain and become useless.

Those who are more serious will bleed from the seven orifices in pain and gradually die with all their strength.

"not good!"

Zhu Qingchen was startled, and saw a bloodstain slowly flowing from Mo Yi's ear, and the groans and groans in his mouth became more and more painful.

The expression on Zhu Qingchen's face was changing, and seeing Moyi's closed eyes gradually shed blood, he thought again and again, gritted his teeth, he lifted Moyi up, faced himself, and wanted to put their foreheads against each other. together, but Mo Yi has been struggling, resisting his approach, growling deliriously: "Go away... Go away..."

During the struggle, Zhu Qingchen panicked and shouted directly: "Don't move, I have a way to save you!"

Maybe it was his voice that pulled Mo Yi back a little bit, he tried his best to open his eyes a little, and said in a trembling voice: "If you are talking about using that disgusting method, I don't need it!"

Seeing that he had regained some sanity, Zhu Qingchen quickly said: "No, I can't explain it to you clearly for a while now, anyway, don't move around, I'll help you detoxify."

Zhu Qingchen didn't care whether he listened or not, and pressed his head with one hand after speaking, and pressed their foreheads together.Mo Yi instinctively wanted to resist, but the moment the two foreheads were pressed together, there was a burst of cool air from between the foreheads, which cleared up his mind, which was almost irrational because of being tossed by the fascination.

His movements faltered, and he slowly closed his eyes, trying his best to cooperate with Zhu Qingchen's treatment of him.

Time passed gradually, and after an unknown amount of time, Zhu Qingchen's body softened, and he fell back weakly due to the excessive consumption of spiritual power.

Mo Yi reached out to grab him, hugged him, and looked at him with complicated eyes.