lure way

"Love?" A bitter smile spread across Ling Mochen's face. If he had to do it all over again, he would rather choose not to know him before than the current love-hate dilemma, "You and I shouldn't mention that word."

His clan members were fighting against demons until the moment they were exterminated and killed. As a member of the Ling clan, how could he be with demons, even if they were in love?

Whenever the idea of ​​accepting Gong Loujue popped up in his mind, the tragedy of the murder of the clansmen and the teachings of his parents during his lifetime, those deep-rooted teachings that "associating with demons is a sin" have long been integrated into his consciousness, and the grievances of being with demons To be in the company is to violate one's own beliefs and deny the meaning of one's own existence.And who can understand these?

"No! Not at all?" Gong Loujue fell into a state of collapse, "Could it be that everything in Bailing Mountain was fake! Back then you clearly admitted..."

"Enough!" Ling Mochen roared angrily, glaring at Gong Loujue angrily, "How dare you mention Bailing Mountain now! The thing I regret the most is working with you!"

In an instant, the world seemed to turn gray, and a trace of heartache swelled from his chest, fermented, and merged into water mist to cover his eyes.The next moment, Gong Loujue caressed Ling Mochen's sword with his fingertips, and numbly moved the blade to his heart, making a desperate decision.

"Since this is the case, then you can do it! Kill me, you are still the top demon extermination master in the demon extermination world..."

"Why do you have to force me..." Ling Mochen's hand holding the sword trembled faintly, and even his heart began to tremble.

"I didn't force you. If you can stab the ground with this sword, I will let you go."

"Your Majesty! Can't do this!" Hua Nongying shouted anxiously, helplessly being suppressed and unable to break free for a while.

"Mr. Ling! Please be merciful!" Rong Xiu said as he tried to break free from the restraints, but he listened to Gong Loujue's order not to let him obstruct him, so he could only act in a hurry.

How could Ling Mochen make a move? Just as he was about to withdraw his sword, Gong Loujue suddenly reached out to capture him while his heart was softening.

Ling Mochen, who was highly concentrated, quickly counterattacked out of the conditioned reflex of a martial arts practitioner, stabbing Gong Loujue's chest with a sword...

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa... Drops of blood hit the ground, Gong Loujue's eyes were full of tears, and he stared at Ling Mochen with astonishment, heart-piercing pain spread from his chest to his limbs. His eyes moved to his chest mechanically, his eyes were filled with scarlet, and the long sword had already pierced halfway through his chest.

Time and space seemed to be frozen. The corners of Gong Loujue's mouth were bleeding, and his black eyes seemed to be smeared with blood. They were no longer pure black, but there were bright lights that converged into tears and slid down his cheeks. Pain and despair.

"You'd rather...kill me than...don't admit...love me! I lost...I lost! Hengzhi..."

This sword pierced, but it seemed to be piercing Ling Mochen himself. His heart seemed to be violently disturbed by a sharp knife. It was difficult to pull out from Gong Loujue's body, not only the hand holding the sword trembled, but even the whole body trembled, how could this be!Why doesn't he hide?why!Although he hated him for blaming him, but... never thought of killing him!

His face became paler, he opened his mouth wide and began to pant, his figure was unstable.

Mu Cunfeng quickly supported Ling Mochen, held his hand, frowned, and pulled the sword out of Gong Loujue's chest.

With the sword drawn out, the blood seeped out quickly, staining Gong Loujue's white clothes. His tall body slowly slipped to the ground, his hands covering his chest, tears streaming down his face, his lips moved, but he was speechless He choked, but looked deeply at Ling Mochen.

"Lou... Lou Jue..." Ling Mochen's face turned pale, and he walked towards Gong Lou Jue involuntarily. At the same time, Hua Nongying was furious, her eyes full of murderous intent!He slapped away the demon soldier who was restraining him, and he moved in front of Ling Mochen in an instant, and he slapped him without any explanation!

"Hengzhi! Be careful!"

With quick eyes and quick hands, Mu Cunfeng tapped his toes, grabbed Ling Mochen's arm and retreated a few feet away, only to escape the fatal blow.

Where the palm force fell, there was only a "bang", and a big hole appeared on the ground, and the remaining power turned into light waves to spread. Ling Mochen finally came to his senses, and he did not hesitate to use his body as a barrier to block in front of Mu Cunfeng, and raised his sword Resist with all your might.

"How dare you assassinate the king! I don't care who you are! You have to die!"

All of a sudden, I saw a purple mist covering the sky and covering the sky. Hua Nongying has always been famous in the Demon Realm as the head of misty fragrance, and no one can escape his misty fragrance.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ling Mochen quickly blocked his sense of smell, and the purple mist filled his body, and he would be poisoned if he was not careful.But I saw Mu Cunfeng covering his mouth and nose, his face was livid, the phoenix feather whip was weakly slipping from his hand, and strands of blood overflowed from between the fingers covering his lips tightly...

"Furun!"

Ling Mochen caught Mu Cunfeng's collapsed body, and Mu Cunfeng grabbed his hand, "Hengzhi...we are destined not to escape!"

"Don't talk nonsense..."

"You killed the demon king, they won't let you go! I've been poisoned for a long time..."

"No!" Ling Mochen yelled frantically, his numb heart was unconscious.

"Don't any of you try to escape!" Hua Nongying soared into the air, dodged to block Ling Mochen's path, crossed her arms, and the hidden weapon between her fingers was shining with dark green cold light.

With a sound of "唰", six poisonous needles came with a strange breath of death. The distance was too close, Ling Mochen couldn't avoid it at all, but after hearing a few "clang!", six poisonous needles hit a long knife On, a castration was nailed into the ground.

"Canghong! Why are you crazy!" Hua Nongying's ten knuckles pinched angrily.

Canghong was already seriously injured, so using force was exhausting, he barely stood up, moved weakly step by step, walked up to Hua Nongying and held his shoulders.

"Nongying, give me the antidote!"

"What? What antidote?" Hua Nongying asked patiently.

"The antidote to misty incense!"

Cang Hong held onto Hua Nongying tightly, staring helplessly.

"You...really!" Hua Nongying was speechless for a moment.

"Shadow..."

"Don't call me!" Hua Nongying rubbed the center of her brows vigorously, feeling quite a headache, "You know that no antidote will be given to anyone who falls for my misty fragrance!"

"Nongying...I beg you...there is no antidote, he will die! He really will die! I beg you!" Cang Hong said as he was about to kneel down, Hua Nongying was so frightened that he thought he was going to pass out, and hurriedly Holding him up, he said angrily:

"What kind of brothers did I, Hua Nongying, make?"

Cursing secretly, Hua Nongying pulled out her dagger and slashed at her wrist...

"Nongying! You are!" Cang Hong opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Why are you standing still! The antidote for my misty incense is the blood on my body! Hurry up and continue! Think I have a lot of blood!"

Hearing this, Cang Hong almost bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and hurriedly took it with his hands, "Nongying...you..."

Hua Nongying gave Cang Hong a hard look, "I've been so unlucky for eight lifetimes that I ended up bleeding myself today. Don't worry! I won't die!"

"Hurry up and save that little white-eyed wolf!"

"He... is not blind..."

"Come on! Stop it!" Hua Nongying withdrew her hand and simply stopped the bleeding, watching Cang Hong carefully holding his blood to save Mu Cunfeng, but she kept muttering in her heart that it was useless...

In a drowsy state, Mu Cunfeng smelled a fishy fragrance. After being poisoned, his body, which was like being burned on fire, instinctively longed for relief. He opened his mouth to greedily suck the mild liquid, and even grabbed Cang Hong's hand and wiped his face Burying it in, sticking out his tongue to lick off the remaining scarlet, this made Hua Nongying shudder after seeing it.

Confirming that Mu Cunfeng turned the corner, Cang Hong smiled wryly, and silently withdrew his hands to hold it, as if he was trying his best to preserve the last bit of feeling Mu Cunfeng left for him.

Mu Cunfeng gradually regained consciousness, but what he saw was Cang Hong's body that had passed out due to exhaustion.

"Lou Jue..." Ling Mochen murmured, moving in a daze, and walked towards Gong Lou Jue again.

His heart was at a loss, he didn't know why he wanted to go back to Gong Loujue, and he didn't know what else he could do after returning to him.Or do you want to tell him that all this is not his intention?Want to ask him if it hurts?I want to heal him, to soothe his pain, but... is there still time?

"Ling Mochen! Are you looking for death!"

Seeing that Ling Mochen dared to approach Gong Loujue, Hua Nongying yelled angrily, waved her sleeves, and pointed all the poisonous needles at Ling Mochen.