Love complex as a demon, ask that I am doing part-time job

Feeling the chill, looking at the everlasting night sky, strolling on Huangquan Road.

Qin Qing, with a smile on her lips, was in a happy mood. From time to time, when someone greeted her, she would nod very gently.

Soon, bursts of discussion came from behind.

"I told you that after she changed her face, her whole person changed. She must be deceitful!"

"It turns out that the gangsters who are coming every three days to block the road and rob us have been kidnapped?"

"Seize the body? I feel like my soul has been changed. How about we take action together later to surrender the gangsters and give them to you, sir?"

The smile on the corner of Qin Qing's mouth could no longer hold on. There are some strange guys who always want to play in your minefield. As the saying goes, if you don't hit your house for three days!
He suddenly turned around and looked at Guizhao, who was squatting on the loess road, huddled together and muttering.

"If you guys feel that your death is not thorough enough, I wouldn't mind taking you to swim a few laps in the Wangchuan River!"

Seeing Qin Qing who was about to go crazy, several ghosts were so frightened that they disintegrated in an instant. Some of them rolled away with their heads rumbling, while others were holding their broken legs and almost had sparks popping out of them.

Only Qin Qing put her hands on her hips, took out her mahogany sword, and laid it on the Huangquan Road.

One man is in charge, no one can open it!

After the robbery was successfully completed, Qin Qing appeared in the Fengdu Hall with large and small bags of goodies.

Mo Yan, who was dealing with official documents, wore a black robe embroidered with dark patterns of gold threads, and his long hair was tied up with a jade crown. Under his eyebrows were two phoenix eyes as bright as water, with coldness and sharpness, contrasting with the excessively pale face. His face is dangerous and charming.

Obviously she hadn't been away for long, but Qin Qing felt a sense of nostalgia and longing in her heart.

The man sitting on the high platform did not raise his head, but he could still feel Qin Qing's approach, and he hummed dissatisfied: "You still know how to come back?"

The emotion that surged in her heart was instantly exposed. Qin Qing burst into laughter and threw herself directly into Mo Yan's arms.

As if he had done it countless times subconsciously, Mo Yan opened his arms and caught the person steadily.

The blind Cui Pan covered his eyes with the Book of Life and Death, and quickly disappeared from the hall as if he didn't want to see something dirty.

It was rare that she was in the mood to tease Mo Yan, so she stayed in his arms and refused to get up.

"I've been away from home for so long? Why don't you even worry about me? Why don't you look for me? I'm really a cruel man!"

Mo Yan, who was being relied on, remained silent. He really didn't know what tricks this woman wanted to play.

"I just want to know that you are safe. If you want to leave, of course you have something serious to do..."

As he spoke, Mo Yan felt a little aggrieved and reached out to pinch Qin Qing's round cheeks.

"You are the most cruel woman, and you have never changed!"

This time he started a little harder, leaving a blush on Qin Qing's face. After letting go, Mo Yan regretted it again, and touched Qin Qing's cheek with his cold fingertips.

For Qin Qing, this amount of force is like scratching an itch, but her skin is so delicate that even the slightest force will leave marks.

Looking into Mo Yan's deep eyes, Qin Qing smiled like a cunning little fox.

"Of course I am a cruel woman. I care about the people and the world. I only have a small space for you."

While talking, Qin Qing took out the amethyst stone from her arms and punched it into Mo Yan's heart.

A strange warmth slowly spread from Mo Yan's body, something he had never experienced in millions of years.

Piecing together souls and resurrecting gods is something that cannot be accomplished with any force.

Gods are conceived by the way of heaven and born out of the beliefs of everyone in the world. Naturally, there is no theory of resurrection. We can only wait until Heaven gives birth to new gods again to welcome the return of the gods.

Mo Yan has an obsession in his heart. He doesn't want a new God of War, but his sister.

By exchanging life for life and god for god, he completed the deal and resurrected Qin Qing.

Qin Qing's soul absorbed power from Mo Yan's marrow, and the final medicine was the heart of the god.

After completing all the transactions, Mo Yan exchanged his heart for Qin Qing's resurrection. He was willing to use it to fall into the netherworld, otherwise a god without divine marrow, immortal bones, and heart would not be able to survive.

In the endless darkness, Mo Yan lost his heart. He also lost his body temperature and emotions. He completed the transaction like a cold walking zombie and continued to wait.

But now, Mo Yan actually felt warmth in his body again, the temperature of a blazing fire.

As long as this planet is still in motion, as long as the heaven and earth are not completely destroyed, the heat of the blazing fire in the center of the earth will never dissipate.

Eyes widening in disbelief, Qin Qing looked at his surprised expression and slowly smiled with satisfaction.

Well, this is what it feels like to give a gift. Not only is it surprising, but it also makes her infected by the other person's happiness.

"Did you, did you leave before to find Blazing Fire?"

The whereabouts of Blazing Fire are unknown. Where to hide depends entirely on your mood. There are countless volcanic craters all over the country. It will take a lot of time to wait and see.

"Do you like the gift I gave you? Say thank you!"

Qin Qing didn't get his thanks, because all the remaining words were interrupted by a hot kiss.

It was a body temperature that she had not felt for a long time, making Qin Qing's cheeks feel hot.

Yes, this is her lover. Even if he has no heart, he still buries his deep love in his bones and blood. Some love will not fade, but will only become stronger.

After a long time, Qin Qing slowly fell asleep in Mo Yan's arms.

After walking a lot over the mountains and ridges, she rushed back to the capital and went to deal with the She family. Qin Qing was indeed very busy and she wanted to have a good rest.

It turns out that Qin Qing always said that the underworld was cold and cold, and he suspected that he would get rheumatism if he stayed there for a long time.

But now she was leaning in Mo Yan's arms and she felt extremely warm. It was the warmth of a lover. When she was dazed, she was still thinking about giving many gifts in the future because she wanted to see this man showing various expressions all the time. Come.

Mo Yan, who held Qin Qing tightly in his arms, did not dare to move.

He knew Qin Qing was tired, but just spending countless years quietly with her was a gift to Mo Yan.

"Sister, it's great that you are back with me again..."

The whispering voice was too soft, as if it was blown away by the wind in an instant.

The man in his arms seemed to feel these words, and stretched out his white arms to wrap around Mo Yan's strong waist.

Whether it was the young man who called her sister, the Mo Yan Immortal who showed no fear in the face of lightning strikes and would rather pull out his immortal bones to find the God of War, or the Lord Pluto who lost everything, they were all her lovers.

It is always said that gods are selfless and should show mercy to the common people.

But for Mo Yan, who is hiding in the underworld, his love is not shameful!
Because he would rather trade his life to resurrect her. That is the fate of the gods, and that is the love of the gods.

The superior God of War can wrap his body in horse leather and die in battle, but Mo Yan's sister cannot. She should see with her own eyes how majestic the mountains and rivers she protects are, instead of turning into dust and being lost in the long river of history...

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