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Ling Mochen called out, and met Mu Cunfeng's eyes. Mu Cunfeng was weeping, Ling Mochen gently pulled the corner of his lips, and said in a low voice:

"I'm fine." As he said that, he lifted the quilt and stretched out his fingers to undo Mu Cunfeng's body-holding technique, but his eyes were stung all of a sudden.

Under the collarbone, on the fair skin, there was a scarlet mace imprint impressively. This imprint was the symbol of the male favorite of the Wolf King, and it was caused by the inscription.

As far as Ling Mochen knew, the high temperature of the deep-rooted chapter could melt even black iron, let alone human flesh and blood!

Mu Cunfeng was extremely embarrassed and extremely embarrassed, he couldn't help but frowned, lowered his eyes and turned his head to one side.The most unsightly side of himself was exposed in front of the person he admired, which made him feel ashamed.I'm afraid that the traces of obscenity left by Cang Hong last night were also discovered by Ling Mochen.

Ling Mochen gritted his teeth and said, "Cang Hong, you bastard!" He undid Mu Cunfeng's body-holding technique and took off his gag.

"Hengzhi, how are you?"

Mu Cunfeng looked at Ling Mochen's forbearing expression, quickly got up and supported him, and reached for his wrist. Ling Mochen flinched instinctively, but Mu Cunfeng found the red pattern on the back of his hand. The puppet mark that Lou Jue forcibly left on him.

Mu Cunfeng's expression was suffocated, he staggered his eyes and ignored the mark, and resolutely put his hand on Ling Mochen's wrist to feel his pulse, his face suddenly turned pale.

The breath is weak, the pulse condition is unstable, and the heart arteries are damaged.

"Eternal!"

At this time, Mu Cunfeng could no longer care about his embarrassing state, he pursed his lips and said:

"You, your condition is not very good now, I... I will use the healing..." kiss to heal you.

"No need," Ling Mochen interrupted Mu Cunfeng's words, his consciousness was already blurred, and at this moment it was all thanks to Mu Cunfeng's support that he would not slip.

He took out the "Xuanbing Token" from his sleeve robe and put it in Mu Cunfeng's hands, "This is the Xuanbing Token, you take it to save your clansmen who escaped, and..." He lifted the phoenix feather whip to Mu Cunfeng In front of him, he smiled lightly.

"Phoenix Feather Whip..." Mu Cunfeng carefully took over his personal weapon.

"Run away, don't worry about me."

Hearing this, Mu Cunfeng choked up and swallowed bitterly, put away the Xuan Bing Ling and Feng Yu whip properly, hid his hands in his sleeves and clenched them tightly, and spoke with difficulty:

"Do you...do you feel...disgusted to be touched by me?"

"Furun," Ling Mochen looked up at Mu Cunfeng in shock, and said eagerly, "I didn't mean that, it was that bastard Canghong who forced you...uh..."

Still ignoring whether the other party would accept it or not, Mu Cunfeng took the initiative to kiss Ling Mochen's lips, channeling the healing power for him, healing all the pains in his body one by one.

Just as Mu Cunfeng finished his treatment, a rude shout came from the door.

"Ling Mochen! Your mother let him go!"

Cang Hong originally planned to treat the wound briefly in the "Sacred Spring", so he went to the palace to plead guilty, but he didn't expect his subordinates to report that Ling Mochen had trespassed on the wolf palace, so he rushed here in a hurry, and was caught by Mu Chen again. Cunfeng and Ling Mochen hugged each other, but he was blown away!

The last time he destroyed the palace gate of Gongloujue's bedroom, this time even his own palace gate was chopped to pieces by him.

"Cang Hong, today I think you are seriously injured, so if I don't want to get entangled with you, I will let you know the way. If not, I will take advantage of other people's danger, and I won't think that you are hurt, so I will be soft-hearted."

"Hahaha... What a big tone! What are you talking about! If I don't believe it, I can't beat you!"

"Cang Hong," Mu Cunfeng walked out from behind Ling Mochen, "If you let us go today, the grievances between you and me will be wiped out, what do you want?"

Canghong's expression darkened, and he said in a deep voice:

"I won't stop Ling Mochen, but you must stay!"

"Bastard!" Ling Mochen burst into anger, "Canghong! Since I'm here, I will definitely take Furun away! You don't want to hurt him any more!"

"Hmph!" Canghong smashed the table next to him with a violent punch, "What the hell are you taking him away for? You like the king, why did you come to provoke Furun again? Do you love him?"

"I……"

This question has been asked twice, but Ling Mochen still has no answer in his heart, and Mu Cunfeng, who is standing beside him, has already turned pale, lowered his head and stood stiffly in embarrassment.Ling Mochen's hesitation made him feel uneasy, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

"Why? Can't answer?" Cang Hong stared closely at Ling Mochen, his eyes full of provocation.

"Are you going to give in or not!" Ling Mochen met Cang Hong's gaze angrily, and pointed his sword at his chest.

Although he couldn't give Mu Cunfeng the so-called gratification, he couldn't let Mu Cunfeng become a male favorite, and continue to be trampled on by Cang Hong at will while watching indifferently.No matter because of the friendship of the family or the righteousness of the same way, he can't just sit idly by.

"Since that's the case, stop talking nonsense! If you want to take Furun away, unless you have the ability to beat me!"

Ling Mochen snorted disdainfully, "I won't show mercy just because you are seriously injured! Look at the sword!"

Ling Mochen raised his sword and stabbed at Cang Hong, and soon the two of them fought in a ball, fighting hard, for a moment the shadows of swords and swords were dazzling, and the sound of swords colliding in the air was endless.

In the beginning, the two were on equal footing, but gradually Cang Hong began to struggle faintly, and the violent movement caused the wound on his back to open, causing heart-piercing pain.

At the same time, with the loss of blood, he became more and more powerless, but the Spike Saber was extremely powerful, and bursts of palpitating and domineering murderous aura still erupted in his hands.

The moment the swords met, Cang Hong used the edge of the blade to resist Ling Mochen's sword light as if sacrificing his life, pressing against the opponent's chest, and brutally pushed Ling Mochen all the way, hitting the hard wall.

Ling Mochen's feet were firmly pressed against the ground, but he was still forced to retreat step by step by Canghong's strange force. He was about to hit the wall, Ling Mochen turned around with all his might, turned sideways, and suddenly withdrew the long sword in his hand Cang Hong went straight to the resistance, but stopped in time the moment he hit the wall.

Ling Mochen tapped his toes, turned around and led Cang Hong out of the bedroom.

The open open square is more conducive to Ling Mochen casting spells.

"Sky Sky Yuyun!"

Ling Mochen let out a low cry, made a formula, poured spiritual power into the sword body, and drew a series of transparent light stripes through the air, finally forming a frightening pure sword energy that rushed towards Cang Hong, Cang Hong hurriedly swung the sword Resisting, the two powerful forces collided and made a loud noise.

Finding that Cang Hong's cultivation base was wasting, Ling Mochen took advantage of the victory to pursue, and stabbed with another sword glow.

"puff……"

The sharp sword energy crushed Cang Hong to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spewed out immediately. He lay down on the ground and panted heavily to heal the severe injury on his body.

Ling Mochen was dressed in white clothes stained with blood, but he couldn't hide his proud posture of the winner at the moment. He walked up to Cang Hong coldly and looked down at him.

"Nian you unlocked the spirit-binding lock for me, this time I will spare your life, if you come to pester me again, I will definitely kill you!"

He walked around Canghong and said to Mu Cunfeng, "Let's go."

Mu Cunfeng frowned and glanced at Cang Hong. At this time, Cang Hong tried his best to suppress the agitation of coughing up blood, his face was pale. Mu Cunfeng even found that the terrible wound on his back was still bleeding, but he was thinking in his heart: He finally couldn't stop it.

"Furun," Ling Mochen called out, pulling back Mu Cunfeng's gaze, "Let's go."

"it is good."

Mu Cunfeng smiled faintly at Ling Mochen, and walked away ignoring Cang Hong's pain.

The robe brushed against his side, but Cang Hong suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it, his knuckles trembling, and the pained sound seemed to be muffled in his throat.

"Furun, don't go!"

Cang Hong let go of the weapon with the other hand, grasped Mu Cunfeng's robe tightly with both hands, raised his head with difficulty, his eyes were full of expectation, "Furun, stay here! I swear I will treat you well! Run!"

"let me go!"

Mu Cunfeng angrily grabbed the hem of his clothes and pulled it hard, as if he was trying to get rid of a haunting mangy dog, and growled:

"Canghong! If you mess around again today, I won't be polite!"

"Furun! I won't let you go!"

Cang Hong tightly grabbed the corner of the robe in his hand, and even stretched out one hand towards Mu Cunfeng's leg, Mu Cunfeng was startled, and kicked him in the chest out of instinct.This kick was like a heavy hammer, kicking Cang Hong to the ground, the suppressed coughing sound in his throat was accompanied by panting.