lure way

"Nongying! Stop!"

Rong Xiu stopped Hua Nongying with a cry, and everyone followed the prestige, only to see the dying Gong Loujue half lying in his arms, his eyes still fixed on Ling Mochen, and murmured:

"The love obtained by deception will eventually return to hate. Perhaps only letting go... is... fulfillment. It's just... I understand too late..."

"Your Majesty, stop talking!"

Rong Xiu choked with sobs, and the hand covering Gong Loujue's heart continued to convey spiritual power to him.

"Your Majesty, I will avenge you! Kill him!"

Hua Nongying had a sore nose and shed tears, her chest heaved violently to relieve the pain in her heart.He knew that his good brother who had been with him for more than 1000 years this time was very likely... very likely... He shook his head vigorously, not daring to think about it anymore.

"Nong Ying, let Heng Zhi go, let them go..." Gong Loujue weakly moved her lips, her body showing signs of degeneration.

"Your Majesty!" Hua Nongying looked at Gong Loujue in astonishment, "No! I must kill him today! I will avenge you for this sword!"

"Nong Ying, this may be my...last wish."

last wish!

Ling Mochen's heart sank suddenly, and his whole body was as cold as if he was trapped in an ice cellar. He thought that he would be freer if he escaped from the control of Gong Loujue and the shackles of the spirit binding lock, but why did his heart hurt so much, as if being trapped by a pair of invisible His sharp claws are tearing fiercely, and the pain is probably like this!

All his consciousness seemed to be turned into strings, stretched to the limit, as if the sky had collapsed, and his body began to fall.

"Eternal..."

Mu Cunfeng held Ling Mochen's hand tightly, and the icy touch came from his fingertips. He seemed to understand something, but he didn't have time to think about it, and just injected the healing power into Ling Mochen's seven meridians and eight veins.

At the same time, those terrifying poisonous needles also fell to the ground, Hua Nongying drooped her shoulders with a dejected expression.

"Your Majesty, hold on!" Rong Xiu used all his monster power, and the hand covering Gong Loujue's chest wound worked harder to deliver spiritual power, trying to heal Gong Loujue's wound.Beads of sweat soaked the bangs on his forehead, but he didn't have time to take care of them. He let the sweat flow into his eyes, and then slipped out from the eye sockets. He couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears.

Gong Loujue had lost a lot of blood, his breath was as thin as a thread, and his vital signs were so fragile that he couldn't even be vulnerable. At this time, he was not even as good as a mortal, and he was afraid that even a three-year-old child could kill him with a single blow.

"Nongying! Don't be dazed! Come and help me! The king...he's dying!"

Rong Xiu, who has always been calm, couldn't help panicking this time, his hands were trembling because of his nerves.

Hua Nongying felt his heart stop for a moment, and then he was overwhelmed by suffocating heartache.Cang Hong's situation is also not optimistic, but at least his life is not in danger.

He staggered and staggered all the way to Gong Loujue's side, and healed Gong Loujue with Rong Xiu.

And Ling Mochen and Mu Cunfeng seemed to be forgotten, and no one else stopped them.

"Heng Zhi, let's go quickly..."

Mu Cunfeng took the opportunity to hold Ling Mochen's arm, and performed lightness kung fu to fly away. He couldn't help but look back at Cang Hong who was lying on the ground. There was no hatred in his eyes, only doubts.

But Ling Mochen still looked back at Gong Loujue, the cold wind blew his hair into a mess, which well concealed the extreme panic in his eyes.

The distance between them was getting farther and farther, but Ling Mochen could clearly see what Gong Loujue was saying to him. He eagerly let go of his consciousness and searched for the faint aura belonging to Gong Loujue in the air.

"Hengzhi...from now on, I will never pester you...you will regret it..."

The tense heartstrings broke absolutely at this moment, Ling Mochen seemed to hear his heart breaking every inch of it.

He personally killed the person he loved!In the future, yin and yang may be separated, and the king of the demon world who has been entangled with him can no longer make him sad, can no longer pose a threat to him, and they will never meet again...

Will you regret it?Will you regret it?The blood in his heart was churning, and Ling Mochen almost fainted.

"Hengzhi! Take heart!"

Mu Cunfeng led Ling Mochen to run wildly all the way, and stopped after the sunset, his body couldn't take it anymore.

He found a nearby cave to help Ling Mochen in, and blocked the entrance of the cave with branches to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.

In this cave there were still some embers after the fire had burned out, which must have been left by the hunters. There was also a pile of dry wood and a simple bed made of wooden slats covered with weeds.

"Hengzhi?" Mu Cunfeng called again when he found that Ling Mochen hadn't responded.

"Hengzhi! What's wrong with you?" Mu Cunfeng approached Ling Mochen, and asked loudly in his ear, his eyes were full of worry.From the moment he stabbed the long sword into Gong Loujue's body, Ling Mochen was like a walking dead, silent, his eyes dimmed to the point of losing all brilliance.

"Heng..."

"...I...I'm fine..."

After a long time, Ling Mochen rolled his dull eyes, twitched the corners of his stiff lips, his eyes flickered and dodged, and his body language suddenly became more numerous. He stammered and said incoherently:

"You...you wait here for me, I...I'll find you something to eat..."

"No need, I'm not hungry." Mu Cunfeng stared at Ling Mochen closely, his probing eyes trying to find the answer from him, Hengzhi, do you... have fallen in love with him?

"I... I'll go find some water... I..."

"Hengzhi, go, I'll wait for you here." Looking at Ling Mochen's lowered eyes again, Mu Cunfeng's eyes were full of melancholy.

"Sorry, I'll be back soon."

Ling Mochen didn't dare to look into Mu Cunfeng's eyes, lowered his head and said in pain, and then rushed out of the cave with messy steps.

Mu Cunfeng suddenly stood up and hesitated for a moment. He knew that Ling Mochen was avoiding him, but he was still worried that he would quietly follow him...

The slender figure stumbled all the way, and finally came to a small river and squatted down. Mu Cunfeng hid behind a sycamore tree not far away, and hid in the dark to silently accompany Ling Mochen.