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"Qing Chen, Shen Qingchen, I will take care of you when we get back."

As Mei Qiyao was muttering to himself, he suddenly collided with a youngster who had a flustered expression. That youngster fell onto the ground, and the things in his arms scattered all over the ground.

Mei Qiyao immediately bent down to pick it up, and when he saw the black round object, his eyes immediately lit up. He extended his hand out, but unexpectedly was grabbed by a skinny and injured little hand and stuffed it into his clothes.

"I'm sorry."

After apologizing, the youth hurriedly left.

"Eh, isn't that Blood Lingzhi?"

Mei Qiyao blinked his eyes, "What a good thing!"

Soon after, he smiled and chased after her.

Sensing that there was someone chasing after him from behind, the youth ran even faster and entered a forest. Suddenly, waves of violent demonic energy came from all directions, causing him to forcefully stop in his tracks.

"Damn it!" "Why are you chasing me so closely?"

The youth gritted his teeth and was about to turn around when one of his sharp claws extended and fiercely grabbed his shoulder. He then dragged it behind him, causing blood to flow from the youth's shoulder.

The teenager cried out, covering the wound on his arm, he turned his head and fiercely slapped his hand into the claws, but it did not seem to have any effect, a hissing sound rang out and the ground shook, he saw a huge, sinister looking Demonic Beast walk out.

At the same time, the Demonic Beast opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards the scarred youth. Just then, a cold voice sounded out, "Insolent beast, don't even think of harming others!"

The youth was startled. Raising his head, he saw a blue clothed Mei Qiyao leap forward, roll his sleeves, and heavily swing them. Without saying a word, he started fighting with the Demonic Beast.

The Demonic Beast was fierce, but Mei Qiyao also had the upper hand, and in that moment, the Demonic Beast was completely suppressed.

The Demonic Beast was no match for Mei Qiyao, and it immediately fled.

Mei Qiyao heaved a long sigh of relief, patted off the dust on his body, and laughed, "These beasts are really angry now."

The young man blinked as Mei Qiyao turned and walked towards him. He squatted down and smiled at him: "How is it? Are you all right? "

The youth was stunned for a moment before nodding his head, "Yes."

"You … Injured? "

Mei Qiyao saw the wound on the youth's arm and immediately reached out to check it. The youth vigilantly retracted his hand.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a doctor."

Mei Qiyao comforted him.

Mei Qiyao gave a slight smile as he took out a medicine to stop the bleeding and carefully applied it on the youth. The youth secretly looked at him and occasionally lowered his head.

After applying the medicine, Mei Qiyao tore off a corner of his clothes and bandaged the youth's wound.

"Is it going to hurt?"

Mei Qiyao asked gently.

"Thank you."

The youth timidly bowed towards Mei Qiyao.

"I'm fine. Right, can I take a look at that piece of Blood Lingzhi that you're wearing?"

Mei Qiyao asked.

"Blood Lingzhi?"

The teenager blinked his eyes doubtfully, and after hesitating for a moment, he took out the black thing from his bosom and passed it over to Mei Qiyao, "Is it this?"

Mei Qiyao repeatedly nodded his head, excitedly licking his lips, he stretched out his hand to carefully receive the Blood Lingzhi. But when he came into contact with the young man's fingertip, his expression changed, and his movements abruptly stiffened.

When Feng Ling Jue caught up to Shen Qingchen, Shen Qingchen had already killed a Demonic Beast.

"So fast?"

Feng Ling Jue laughed.

"You're too slow."

Shen Qingchen glanced at the late arriving Feng Ling Jue, and said indifferently.

"You're better at fighting demons, that's why I gave it all to you."

Feng Ling Jue grinned.

"Preposterous."

Shen Qingchen withdrew his sword and said expressionlessly.

"What do you mean crooked …"

As Feng Ling Jue was speaking, his expression suddenly became serious. Without saying a word, he immediately ran forward.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Qingchen followed him.

Feng Ling Jue ran for a long time, and Shen Qingchen easily caught up. When they arrived at the center of an open area, they heard a cold voice.

"You are the Monster?"

Feng Lingjue's body trembled. Looking over again, he saw Mei Qiyao looking down from above, coldly staring at a youth whose entire body was covered in injuries.

Mei Qiyao disliked demons. This was a fact that everyone knew from the Mount Kunlun, and it naturally included Feng Lingjue.

"Let's go take a look."

Just as Feng Ling Jue hesitated, Shen Qingchen walked forward, looked at the youth who was riddled with scars on the ground and frowned slightly, "Martial Uncle Mei, have you admitted your wrongs?"

This youth did not seem to have any Devilish Qi s, so no matter how he looked at it, he was just an ordinary child.

"It's definitely a Monster! Before, I thought that this was a mere mortal, but I didn't think that it would actually be a demon!"

The expression in Mei Qiyao's eyes became ferocious, and was completely different from the look of warm jade from before.

"Qingchen, give me the sword."

Mei Qiyao stretched out his hand.

Shen Qingchen hesitated for a moment, then handed the sword over to Mei Qiyao, "Martial Uncle Mei, we still need to make a decision on this matter …"

Before he even finished speaking, Mei Qiyao had already received the sword, and pointed it straight at the youth, "No need to say anymore, all the demons in the world need to be killed."

The youth's pupils constricted.

"Wait."

Feng Ling Jue hastily walked forward, and just as the long sword was about to fall, he grasped the shining sword with his bare hands, and blood slowly dripped from the gaps between his fingers.

Shen Qingchen was shocked.

"What are you doing?"

Mei Qiyao said angrily.

"Deputy Sect Leader, the devils and monsters of the world are not all people who commit all sorts of crimes. And since he's so heavily injured, as a dignified Deputy Sect Leader, taking advantage of the situation, if word of this gets out, won't the world laugh at the existence of Mount Kunlun?"

Feng Ling Jue said coldly.

"Let go!"

After a moment of silence, Mei Qiyao reprimanded her coldly.

Feng Ling Jue released his hand, and tore off the corner of his shirt to cover the wound.

"I'll return it to you."

Mei Qiyao tossed the longsword back to Shen Qingchen, then flicked his sleeves and left.

"Don't act recklessly next time."

Shen Qingchen took out a bottle of Gold Sore Medicine from his waist and threw it at Feng Lingjue.

"Good, good, good."

Feng Ling Jue received the medicine bottle and smiled.

"I'll wait for you at the front." I'll wait for you at the front.

After Shen Qingchen finished speaking, he left.

"How is it? Are you alright? "

Feng Ling Jue squatted down in front of the youth.

The youth raised his head and looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Why did you save me when you knew my true identity?"

"About this …"

Feng Lingjue grinned, "Because we're all the same!"

The youth was stunned for a moment before reacting. "You!"

"Shh."

The youth obediently kept quiet.

"Go back to your Devil Domain. Don't stay here."

Feng Ling Jue left the Gold Sore Medicine with the youth and stood up. "What's your name?"

"Yao Qing."

After a moment of hesitation, the youth asked again, "May I know Young Master's name?"

"They all called me Demon Flower Holy Monarch, until we meet again."

Feng Ling Jue laughed, and turned to leave.

"Devil Monarch …"

Yao Qing stood there in a daze.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]