lure way

Since the last time Gong Loujue ran away, this period of time has not appeared. Ling Mochen tried his best to keep his mind free from distractions, and healed his legs with peace of mind. He tried to move his meridians every day, step by step, and slowly let his knees gradually bear the weight of his body. the weight of.

The weather was fine that day, and Gong Loujue, who had regained his vitality, hid in the dark and watched Ling Mochen sit up with his elbows. He was overjoyed, but after the joy, he felt sorry for that person.

The face that once faced the siege of powerful enemies in the demon world without changing its expression is still pale and bloodless; the tall and straight body that once stood still in the wind and rain, as stable as Mount Tai, is now standing like a toddler child. stable.

He really wanted to help him, but he knew Ling Mochen too well. As a demon extermination master, the most unbearable thing was to be weak and powerless in front of demons.

His eyes stopped on the slender legs. They were originally a pair of strong and powerful feet, which could jump towers vertically and track them for thousands of miles, but they were paralyzed after the patella was separated from the body.Although the patella has been returned to its original position, it will be affected after all, and I am afraid that it will not be as agile as before.

"Come out, I still think I can't find you."

Ling Mochen looked at the motionless shadow cast on the ground outside the palace door, his tone of voice was the same as usual, indifferent, so that people couldn't hear the joy, anger, sorrow and joy in the words, he had no expression, but his eyes were a little darker.

Gong Loujue was shocked when he heard the words, and quickly appeared, stepped in front of Ling Mochen, and called out softly:

"Eternal..."

In the end, they opened their mouths a few times and didn't know what to say. From the moment Ling Mochen learned of his true identity, there was nothing to say between them, only silence and hurting each other.

"What do you want to say?"

Ling Mochen looked at Gonglou Jue hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help asking, his expression was always as cool as water, just like the first time we met, neither hot nor cold.

Gong Loujue thought that Ling Mochen had been lying in this room for a long time, and he was probably bored, so he could just take him to the lotus pond in the back garden by boat, so he said:

"Would you like to go boating in the lotus pond with me to enjoy the lotus?"

Ling Mochen thought that his legs had not fully recovered, so he flatly refused:

"Don't go."

Gong Loujue made fun of himself, sighed, and left.

He knew that there was a reason why Ling Mochen was so indifferent to him.

Although there was a love-hate relationship with Ling Mochen, Ling Mochen's first reaction when he saw that he was injured was to save him, which showed that Ling Mochen still cared about him.

Thinking of this, Gong Loujue felt relieved.

That Canghong had already prepared a lot of congratulatory gifts to express his heart for his recovery. At this time, he was waiting beside a chessboard in the side courtyard. It was an endgame left 500 years ago. Today, the two of them will have a showdown. win or lose.

"Gonghu, do you still remember this game of chess? 500 years ago, at the palace banquet, when you and I were playing a game, the snake princess Meiji broke in suddenly when she was drunk, saying that she was the most beautiful man in the demon world. To be worthy of her beauty, to tease her in public..."

"Ahem..." Gong Loujue dropped Bai Zi, coughed a few times in embarrassment to interrupt Canghong's memory, and said:

"it's your turn."

Canghong followed Heizi as he said, as rough as he didn't pay attention to Gongloujue's embarrassing expression, and continued:

"That Meiji was too bold back then. She dared to tease you in public, and Hua Nongying poured cold water on her head. Since then, you have worn a mask for 500 years. I have to thank that Meiji, No one in the world of demons knows your face, hahaha... that's a mistake."

Gong Loujue raised the corner of her mouth and dropped another pawn, "Are you ridiculous enough?"

"Ah?" Cang Hong raised his eyes to look at Gong Loujue, only to find that his face was darkened, and hurriedly said with a smile:

"It doesn't matter if you don't mention the past, or you don't mention it."

Pear petals fluttered in Gonglou Jue's hair, which made him extraordinarily handsome, his eyes flashed like a streamer, he showed a smile, and said leisurely:

"Canghong, it's your turn again."

Cang Hong's thoughts returned to the chessboard, just when he was about to make a move, he suddenly realized that his entire army had been wiped out. Only two moves later, Cang Hong spread his hands, shook his head and sighed.

"you lose."

Gong Loujue stared at Canghong. The person in front of him was his close friend for thousands of years, and even the person who had saved his life. He said in a slow tone:

"It doesn't matter if you lose at chess. If you lose your heart, you will never recover. As a friend, let me remind you, don't lose your heart to Mu Cunfeng."

"Hahaha..." Cang Hong couldn't help laughing, "Gong Fox, you are worrying too much, how could I care about that person."

"is it?"

Gonglou Jueyu picked up a pear petal and put it in front of his eyes, "This pear flower may have withered long ago in the human world, but in this demon world, it can be fragrant and fragrant. Although the pear flower is elegant, it is cold and fragrant. Such a person can get you I'm not surprised by his pity. If you can take his eyes off Hengzhi, that would be great."

Cang Hong was confused, "Lou Jue, why can't I understand."

"It's not that you don't understand, you are pretending to be stupid with me," Gong Loujue put the pear petal into Canghong's hands, "I didn't mean to blame you."

"I……"

"There's no need to say any more," Gong Loujue interrupted Cang Hong, seeming particularly happy, and said with a smile:

"Once upon a time, I regarded Mu Cunfeng as a thorn in my side, a thorn in my flesh, but I didn't know that the person I always cared about was me. He, Mu Cunfeng, was never my opponent, and I didn't bother to make things difficult for him.

I also thought it over, Hengzhi will only accept me again if the barriers are resolved. "

"In that case, members of the Mu clan... how do you plan to deal with it?"

"After ten days, after the ancestor worship ceremony, I will lead my troops to the territory of the Mu Clan in Huailing to destroy the demon tower so that it can no longer accept the people of my demon world. As for the Mu clan, for the sake of perseverance, I'll let them live, too."

"For Ling Mochen..." A trace of disappointment flashed in Canghong's eyes, and after a while, it was Ling Mochen who rescued the Mu clan, and Canghong had nothing to do with him.

"I don't know what's on your mind. You can tell Mu Cunfeng that you have gone through all kinds of hardships to get me to let the Mu clan go. Or get some skin trauma and say that you saved him for him. Members of the Mu clan have been punished by me."

Gong Loujue's eyes were full of smiles, she didn't expect to give advice to others.

He got up and patted the fallen petals on his body, "You can decide for yourself."

As the words fell, the white figure of Gonglou Jue gradually drifted away in the pear blossom rain all over the sky.

"Congratulations to the king."

It took Cang Hong a long time to recover from the daze, and he knelt down on one knee to watch Gong Loujue go away.

Two hours later, Cang Hong returned to the Wolf Palace.

Not long after, there was a sound of whipping in the dark dungeon, and the little demon tremblingly said:

"My lord, do you still want to fight?"

"continue!"

"Your Majesty...you...you don't even have a piece of flesh on your back, woo woo woo..."

In the prison cell, I saw Cang Hong lying on a bench, his back was dripping with blood, and beside him stood a little demon holding an iron thorn whip. On the face of the scared iron, the eyes were full of horror.

The little demon kept slandering in his heart, whether he committed the Tai Sui today or the time of death is approaching, when the Lord came back, he ordered him to whip a person.But this person is still in charge of himself. How can anyone ask to be whipped? He was so frightened that his soul flew away.

But if he disobeyed the order, his life would be in danger. In desperation, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and whip Cang Hong more than 100 times in one go, only to beat his skin torn, blood and flesh flying everywhere, and there was no piece of his back that could be used. Whip place.

"Keep fighting! Otherwise, I want your head."

"Yes... yes yes. The little one obeys, the little one obeys..."

The little demon gritted his teeth, swung the long whip with a "swish", dropped it hard with a "snap", raised it up again, brought up a cloud of blood, and dropped it hard again, and the cycle repeated.The iron spikes were covered with blood, and even the bench was stained with scarlet.

Cang Hong closed his eyes tightly and kept silent, his fingernails were tightly clasped on the edge of the bench, his forehead was wet with sweat, and his back was burning with pain.

He remembered that for the past three years, he hung Mu Cunfeng on the bed with chains every night and trampled on him wantonly. Laugh wildly.

The past is unbearable, why didn't they have a good start.

"My lord, you...you...why bother?"