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Ling Mochen avoided Mu Cunfeng's approach again, bent his legs, and suddenly found that his patella had been restored, but Mu Cunfeng said:

"Don't move around, your knees have just recovered, so don't use force."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to flatten Ling Mochen's legs, and pressed him under his body. A pair of delicate eyebrows and eyes seemed to be rubbed with a thousand tenderness to look at Ling Mochen, and his fingers stroked his face.

"Cunfeng?" The disordered breathing revealed Ling Mochen's restlessness, he looked at Mu Cunfeng hesitantly, not sure what he was going to do.

"Call me Furun...Furun is my word."

Mu Cunfeng smiled, and was about to touch Ling Mochen's eyebrows, but his hand was held by him, "Furun, you, you are..."

Mu Cunfeng felt the temperature of Ling Mochen's palm, almost touching the tip of his nose, and said: "I betrayed you, and let you be killed by that demon fox..."

Ling Mochen interrupted him when he heard the words, thinking of the time when Gong Loujue forced him to take away the blood, he closed his eyes and said:

"I know he forced you, I don't blame you, not to mention, you healed my legs, such a great kindness..."

Mu Cunfeng pressed Ling Mochen's lips with his fingers, and continued:

"I am willing to heal your legs. I just... I just..." Mu Cunfeng looked at Ling Mochen's eyebrows that slanted into his temples, his eyes full of spirit, and his handsome eyes. Although his face was a little pale, his heroic appearance remained undiminished.The next words were a bit difficult to say, but he really didn't want to waste this opportunity, so he said with all his might:

"I just want you to understand that he will only force you, what he can't do for you, I can! I can..."

Mu Cunfeng blushed. The man in front of him, whom he had admired for a long time, thought that he could achieve a positive result with him, but unexpectedly the world was changing rapidly, and the fantasies he had once ended in fantasies, but he still wanted to keep something for comfort. His hopeless thoughts.

Even if it's just a kiss.

There was Ling Mochen's clear breath in his nose, and before Ling Mochen was on guard, he kissed his lips again as if he was going all out, until he was awakened by a violent knock on the door and a sharp shout, and then he suddenly regained his senses.

"What are you doing!"

The angry voice mixed with murderous intent was deafening. Mu Cunfeng was taken aback, and couldn't help but look towards the source of the sound, only to see Canghong appearing at the door angrily, glaring at Ling Mo like an angry beast Dust, the air pressure in the whole body suddenly drops, making people shudder.

Canghong wanted to break in many times, but was stopped by Gong Loujue. He thought to himself, according to Mu Cunfeng's ability, it would not take so long to cure Ling Mochen, and as time passed, Anxiously, he finally couldn't help kicking open the door of the palace, who knew that there was such an infuriating scene hidden inside the door.

The Spike came out of its sheath, emitting a frightening evil spirit, just like Cang Hong's fierce eyes at this moment.

"Ling Mochen! You actually..."

Cang Hong couldn't believe it, he was so angry that he swung his weapon, the light of the saber flashed past, only heard a piercing roar, and the heavy palace gate instantly turned into fly ash.

After being treated by Mu Cunfeng, Ling Mochen reluctantly stood up, no matter how dull he was, he should understand Mu Cunfeng's affection for him at this moment. Mu Cunfeng had paid too much for him, but he could not respond to this feeling.

Therefore, he did not blame Mu Cunfeng for his inappropriate behavior towards him. "Win to marry, lose to marry" he owed Mu Cunfeng more than one promise.

Mu Cunfeng's slender figure protected Mu Cunfeng behind him, and a sharp pain came from his knee, but he only frowned and endured it, staring coldly at Cang Hong, and then at the innocent palace who was beaten to ashes. door, but there is no fear in his eyes.Obviously, he didn't take such a demonstration seriously at all.

Cang Hong swung the thick wolf-toothed knife, and a cold wind stirred up the air stirred by the light of the knife. Ling Mochen took a step forward proudly, his body was dignified, and his aura was not lost at all.

The two sides were at war with each other, but Gong Loujue was watching from the sidelines. The moment his heart was stabbed suddenly, he was already numb. He endured the state of blood loss from his body and worried for him outside the palace gate, but he was in the palace gate separated by a wall. others close.

"Gong... Gong fox, you... are you okay!" Having known Gong Loujue for thousands of years, it was the first time Hua Nongying saw Gong Loujue's downcast expression, the two said Tears were running all over his astonished face, and his eyes seemed to be covered with scars.

"Why are you crying!"