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Yun Chuxiao still did not give up hope, saying: "Master...Master must have a way!"

"Okay! Let's snatch the elder brother from him!" Murong Xuan said, and the two of them approached Gonglou Jue step by step.

"Don't come here! Retire for this king!"

Gong Loujue trembled angrily, hugging Ling Mochen tightly and refused to let go.

The two sides were at a stalemate, but fortunately Jun Lian arrived with Hua Nongying and Rong Xiu.

Jun Liangui is the king of Duanrun in the demon world. Although he was ordered to be under house arrest, those demon soldiers did not dare to fight him too much, so he escaped from the palace and joined Hua Nongying and others to come to rescue him.

"Come on! Drive them out to this king, as far away as possible! They are all here to grab Hengzhi from this king! Kill them all! Arrest them all!"

As soon as Gong Loujue gave the order, Hua Nongying and the others were at a loss as to what to do. Should this drive them away or kill them?Or catch them?

"Your Majesty! What's wrong with you?"

Hua Nongying stepped forward to check, and found that Gong Loujue was hugging Ling Mochen in embarrassment, with a panicked expression on his face and a trance-like look, not half normal.

After taking a closer look, Rong Xiu roughly guessed something, and said decisively:

"Escort the king back to the palace! Take Mr. Ling away!"

"Wait!"

Yun Chuxiao stepped in front of Gong Loujue, stopped him with open arms, and said sharply:

"Go! Let go of my brother!"

Gong Loujue couldn't help taking a step back, shaking her head again and again, fearing that the person in her arms would be snatched away, she hugged her tightly instead.

At this moment, a deep voice came.

"His Royal Highness, please stay."

Everyone followed the prestige, Wen Xu walked quickly surrounded by many disciples.

When he learned from the latest intelligence office of Bailing Mountain that Ling Mochen had trespassed into the Heavenly Tribulation Formation, he knew that Ling Mochen was in danger. occur.

Ling Mochen's tragedy suddenly coincided with the scene of Ling Fan's death that year, and a look of pain flashed across Wen Xu's face, and when he saw Yun Chuxiao, that bitter look deepened, it was the one he had never seen in his life. The unrecognizable son is his and Ling Fan's blood relatives.

He closed his eyes, looked at Gong Loujue who was in a trance at the moment, and said:

"Today should be the time for me to repay the debt. I have a way to keep Mo Chen's last trace of soul, and he may wake up again. You can help him sit down, okay?"

Gong Loujue turned her dull eyes, and as expected, she sat Ling Mochen up with her support as Wenxu said, and looked at him eagerly with anticipation, without any disrespect, and very cooperative.

Wenxu sat cross-legged, just like saving Ling Fan back then, continuously sending spiritual power into Ling Mochen's body.

Failure to save Ling Fan back then was the most painful thing in Wen Xu's life. After making a big mistake to Ling Fan, God didn't even give him a chance to explain.Ling Fan finally died with hatred, and with his disappointment and hatred for him, decades of brotherhood were buried in the grave of wishful thinking.

If Ling Mochen couldn't be saved, how would he face Ling Fan under the Nine Springs? Even if he risked his life, he still wanted to prevent this tragedy from happening.

After some intense treatment, Wenxu smiled gratifiedly. He remembered that he had crazily injected spiritual power into Ling Fan's body, which consumed most of his cultivation, but it was useless in the end; He was already exhausted, but he finally saved Ling Fan's most precious son, his most valued apprentice, and the son of his most unworthy old friend. He thought this was the greatest forgiveness God had given him.

Life was passing by quietly, Wenxu finally collapsed due to the exhaustion of his cultivation, Murong Xuan caught him just when he was about to touch the ground with quick eyesight and quick hands.

"Father...you...what's the matter with you?"

Yun Chuxiao tightly grasped Wenxu's hand, and impatiently touched his forehead, the touch was even colder than rain.

"Son, what do you call me?"

Wenxu couldn't believe his ears, and thought it was his hallucination before he died.

Yun Chuxiao couldn't hold back the tears anymore, and called out loudly, every time he called "Father", his heart felt like a knife.

It turned out that the parents he had been praying for for 16 years turned out to be Senior Ling Fan and his master who had been called him for [-] years, and Senior Ling Fan had already passed away, and even the father he had just met was about to leave him, and he fell into a breakdown for a while.

"My child... I will have no regrets for my father if I can see you before I die. Don't cry..."

The rain had lightened, but all the disciples couldn't help but burst into tears. Most of the Bailing Mountains were orphans, and it was Wenxu who took them in and gave them a common home.Although Wen Xu made a big mistake, he still occupies the position of "teacher for one day, father for life" in their hearts.

"Chu Xiao... I don't deserve death for my father... Your other father is Ling Fan... Mo Chen... is your elder brother..."

Wenxu spoke weakly, and the hand holding Yun Chuyang gradually relaxed.

"I know! I know everything! Father, don't talk, there will be a way to make you better!" Yun Chuxiao said and wanted to help Wenxu up to heal him.

"It's useless, I'm cultivating for my father... my cultivation base has been exhausted, my father... wait for my father to finish talking."

With her cultivation base exhausted, even a god could do nothing, Yun Chuxiao wiped away her tears and could only nod her head.

"Murong...Xu'er..." Wen Xu looked at Murong Xuan, Murong Xuan's eyes were red, he stretched out his hand with sobs, and held it tightly.

"The disciple is here!"

Wen Xu's lips trembled, and he spoke almost breathlessly, "I lied to you to take the Reincarnation Pill, I'm sorry for my teacher!"

"Father! You... how could you..." Yun Chuxiao was terrified when he heard it, and felt his head swell up and down, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, and his whole body was completely chilled.

It turns out... It turns out that all of this was planned by his father. It turns out that Qian He left without saying goodbye, and even the hurtful things he said were all because Qian He knew that he was going to die, so he said it and drove him away!

"Yunxuan, I'm fine. Don't you think I'm fine now? Gong Loujue has saved me, so I'm fine."

Yun Chuxiao still felt scared, "Fortunately...fortunately..." After saying "fortunately" several times in a row, tears welled up in his eyes.

Wenxu finally looked at Ling Mochen in Gongloujue's arms, and said to Yun Chuxiao:

"When your eldest brother wakes up...tell him that I am ashamed of being a teacher to him...one death...is not enough to make up for..." Wenxu looked at Gong Loujue With a glance, he meant something, and said to Yun Chuxiao:

"Fulfill your elder brother...Let Gong Yuchen take him away."

After finishing speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, and a generation of respected teachers passed away, still carrying remorse and guilt.

"Father!"

Yun Chuxiao wept bitterly, Murong Yu looked sad, and hugged Yun Chuyang into his arms, she couldn't help but shed tears, "Don't cry, there is me..."

"Master..." All the disciples called out, kneeling down several times, lowering their heads and weeping deeply.

Gong Loujue couldn't help hugging Ling Mochen who hadn't woken up, rubbing his neck from time to time to feel the weak pulse, his muddled thoughts finally became clear after Ling Mochen turned the corner.

Afterwards, Wenxu's body was escorted back to the mountain by the people of Bailing Mountain. Before Yun Chuxiao left, he took a deep look at Ling Mochen and said:

"Gong Loujue...my elder brother will leave it to you."

Gong Loujue nodded.

After returning to the palace to put Ling Mochen, who was seriously injured and comatose, the palace building refused to close his eyes for a few days, and just guarded Ling Mochen, hoping that he would see him the first time he woke up.

Ling Mochen's body was in a state of bleeding, and even the wounds on his body healed very slowly.Gong Loujue took off all the clothes on his body, scrubbed him with water from the spring of heaven every day, and carefully applied the elixir.

His Hengzhi couldn't stand disheveled hair. In the past, in Bailing Mountain, he must have kept his black hair in a mess. Gong Loujue combed his hair carefully with a comb every day, and every strand seemed to be entangled in it. his heart.

Fearing that he would feel stiff when he woke up, he moved his limbs diligently for him.She took off her clothes and hugged him tightly, not because of love, but because she was afraid that he would catch the cold.

For three days in a row, since Gong Loujue carried Ling Mochen back to the newly built bedroom, she stayed by Ling Mochen's side like a demon, without taking a step out of the palace door.

Hua Nongying couldn't help intruding in, and at a glance, she saw the clothes of the two on the side of the bed, and Gong Loujue hugged Ling Mochen, who was still awake, with a bare arm exposed from the brocade quilt, and from the brocade quilt Judging from the concave-convex shape of the quilt, it is not difficult to see that the bodies of Gongloujue and Ling Mochen are tightly attached to each other under the brocade quilt.

"Cough...gong fox, you are..." Hua Nongying chuckled lightly, but didn't evade, and said, "He's...he can't stand it now." .”

This time Ling Mochen sacrificed his life to save Gong Loujue and fell into a coma, which was completely beyond Hua Nongying's expectations.

He originally thought that Gong Loujue was destined to end miserably if he fell in love with this demon-killing sorcerer who killed demons without blinking an eye. Sooner or later, he would ruin everything in his hands. so much.Now, he is not very difficult to stop, on the contrary, he has changed his view of Ling Mochen, and his words have softened towards him.

Gong Loujue was taken aback, "What can't you bear?"