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

Rong Xiu then stepped into the bedroom and said anxiously:

"Gong Fox, although you have escaped this catastrophe, you have been... severely injured and lost [-]% of your cultivation base. It is more important to retreat and recuperate first. If you drag on, I am afraid..." I am afraid that your cultivation base It will stagnate in this way, and the body will become weaker day by day.

"...I know." Gong Loujue didn't even frown, just put Ling Mochen's cold hand in his palm and rubbed it.

Seeing this, Rong Xiu coughed lightly, feeling that he still needs to remind, and said: "Gong Fox, before Mr. Ling wakes up, you must not have sex, and..."

"And you're not in good shape now." Hua Nongying added bluntly.

"Of course I know that!" Gong Loujue was suddenly a little annoyed, so in the eyes of these two people, he was actually that "hungry at any time" impatient pervert?

"Then you..." Hua Nongying stared at Gong Loujue's bare arm without any concealment.

"...I am keeping Heng Zhi warm!"

Rong Xiu was ashamed, and thought to himself that this palace fox has not passed the disease of madness and stupidity?Where is it cold in the demon world?

Gong Loujue showed disdain for Hua Nongying, "I said Nongying, what else is on your mind besides that stuff?"

"Hey! Gong Fox, I kindly reminded you to hurt me. I don't believe when your concentration is so good. I'm afraid that you will fuck him now. If he is killed by you, what do you mean? Maybe there will be a mad attack!"

"You! Brave Palace Master Hua! Don't think that this king dare not deal with you! Hengzhi has a cold stone injury on his body, you did it!"

Hearing this, Hua Nongying's face turned pale, and she quickly said with a smile:

"Aren't I also venting my anger for you?"

"Who allowed you to hurt him?"

Gong Loujue's face turned cold, and he stroked the scar on Ling Mochen's chest, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably, as if the pain was contagious, and the unhealed sword wound also felt faint pain.His already bloodless face turned sickly white, even his lips were pale and almost transparent, and those originally radiant fox eyes had long been eclipsed.

Hua Nongying was stunned for a moment, thinking it was terrible, this time I really pissed him off, he is the king of the demon world after all, it would be too unfair to be thrown into a dungeon by him accidentally!So he resorted to a trick to divert the water to the east, and said quickly:

"Your Majesty! You don't know something, that Mei Ji is so fierce! If I'm one step late, the person in your arms will become an eunuch!"

"What! That Mei Ji is tired of working!" Gong Loujue turned her finger on Mei Ji as expected, "I can't spare her!"

"Your Majesty, calm down first! Under my persecution, Mr. Ling has already said that he loves you. I know you have been waiting for this sentence for a long time! Your Majesty, if you have something to say, can you make up for your mistakes?" Hua Nongying said, He kept asking Rong Xiu for help with his eyes, he didn't want to suffer from unwarranted disasters.

"What did you say...you said...he said...love me? Is it true!?"

Gong Loujue's furious face suddenly became gentle.His perseverance, he never said that word to him, even when his life was dying, he didn't say it out of his mouth, he felt moved in his heart, looked at Ling Mochen who fell into a coma in his arms, and couldn't look away for a long time .Even if he heard that word from his mouth, he still felt extremely happy at the moment.

"That's right! It's absolutely true! I've said it three times!" Hua Nongying stretched out three fingers and gestured with cold sweat on her forehead.

"Your Majesty, this is really not easy," Rong Xiu took the opportunity to walk up to Hua Nongying, and said to Gong Loujue:

"Then this subordinate took Palace Master Hua and retreated."

"Back, back!" Gong Loujue said casually, but her attention was all on Ling Mochen, and she couldn't help but kiss him on the forehead.

"By the way, besides, this subordinate would like to implore Wang Shangrong's subordinate to take a leave of absence for a period of time and take Palace Master Hua to visit the mountains and rivers."

"Sure." Gong Loujue held Ling Mochen's wrist, felt his weak but steady pulse, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Also, I implore the king to pardon the innocence of Palace Master Hua. I hope the king will take care of his health. This subordinate and Palace Master Hua will leave now." Rong Xiu said unhurriedly, holding Hua Nongying's arm, The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Let's go!" Gong Loujue waved impatiently.

Sure enough, Gong Fox, who was dazzled by emotion, was so easily fooled, the former wiseness disappeared completely, Rong Xiu hurriedly retreated with Hua Nongying.

Night is approaching, but Gong Loujue has no sleepiness at all. The person who loves deeply is lying beside him. It is impossible to say that there is no trace of love at all. His fingertips slowly slide across Ling Mochen's collarbone, and then Cursing to himself, he quickly pulled his hand away and closed his eyes.

But less than a quarter of an hour after closing his eyes, he opened his eyes stained with lust again, and couldn't help but secretly kissed Ling Mochen's cheek. When he found that Ling Mochen didn't respond, he kissed Ling Mochen's lips again, Not daring to stick his tongue in, to taste it lightly.

Gradually sleepy, Gong Loujue's weak body finally reached its limit, and fell into a deep sleep with Ling Mochen in his arms.

On the same night, some people sleep peacefully, while others have trouble sleeping.

At this time, Mu Cunfeng was imprisoned in the Huailing dungeon, and what awaited him was the serious crime of "removing the seal of the Fuyao Pagoda, causing all the demons to flee, and destroying the Fuyao Tower".

The dark dungeon, obviously no one has been in for a long time, the air is filled with the musty smell of dead grass and decayed wood, in the square cell, there is only one oil lamp, the light is dim and weak, and a small window above casts a beam of moonlight obliquely , cold and quiet.

There were no tables and chairs in the cell, so he silently huddled in the corner, and the moonlight just shone on his emaciated body.He stretched out his right hand, and then slowly opened his palm. A plump red date lay quietly in his palm, which was picked by Ling Mochen himself.

He kept the last one, and kept it on his body like a treasure, keeping it as a thought, maybe this time there will be no possibility of seeing each other again.

At daybreak, I don't know what kind of punishment awaits him.

Mu Cunfeng sat motionless until the moon was covered by dark clouds, and the only cold light was also dimmed, only the faint light of the oil lamp.When life is dying, there is no one by my side, only the moonlight and the red date in my hand.

Grief and misery permeated the whole body and mind in this silent night, Mu Cunfeng raised the red date to the corner of his lips, and finally was willing to take a bite, the sweet juice on the tip of his tongue was as beautiful as the memory there.

Under the blossoming tree that year, he still remembered Ling Mochen who had just shown his handsome face, but now it suddenly seemed like a dream, and after years of separation, there would be no time to stay together forever.

He curled up on the ground physically and mentally exhausted, thinking of Ling Mochen's sentence "I'd rather bear you than him", and felt a sharp pain in his heart. After all, he couldn't force things about his feelings, which not only hurt him but also himself.

No matter!Use such a calm night to do things that best match this dark night!He hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, since he can't change his fate, then accept his fate.

Tired, exhausted, Mu Cunfeng closed his eyes and let himself go, his exhausted body soon fell asleep.

In the dream, it was a lush forest, the same forest as when he was a child, the only difference was that he and Ling Mochen had grown up.

They put their Fengyin Whip and Longling Sword by their sides, and lay on the grass under the peach blossom tree with their arms pillowed on their backs.

Mu Cunfeng smiled happily. He suddenly propped up his body and looked at Ling Mochen bewilderedly. Ling Mochen responded with a faint smile. The two looked at each other. Underneath, Ling Mochen smiled without saying a word, Mu Cunfeng's heart beat like thunder, and then he kissed those pale lips...

Unknown petals fell with the wind, and the clothes of the two gradually loosened. Mu Cunfeng closed his eyes and felt the breath belonging to Ling Mochen.

Suddenly, the tip of his tongue hurt and he was thrown to the ground. The other party roughly grabbed his shoulders, and his nails suddenly turned into wolf claws as sharp as knives, digging deep into his flesh, and Mu Cunfeng felt the pain. He frowned, and the gurgling blood stained the emerald green grass below him, turning it into a dark red, and the person who bullied him turned into a dark red in the blink of an eye!

"Say! Why did you lie to me! Why! You have promised me that you will always be my male favorite, why are you running away! Do you think you have escaped!"

Canghong roared hysterically, and his fury became more and more intense.The sharp claws stuck deep in the flesh and blood seemed to tear the person beneath him into pieces, and even the white teeth gleamed with a frightening cold light, wishing to tear this dishonest person into pieces, the sharp fangs Biting Mu Cunfeng's neck hard!

"Ah!" Mu Cunfeng yelled in horror, suddenly woke up from the nightmare, subconsciously touched the side of his neck with trembling hands, he was panting heavily, his chest heaved violently, cold sweat soaked his clothes.

That person was his nightmare in this life, why didn't he even let him go in the dream, he just wanted to have a complete dream that belonged only to him and Hengzhi.

It was dawn, the dream was shattered, and the sound of footsteps and the crisp sound of chains came from outside the cell. His nerves tensed up suddenly, only to realize that his so-called strength was still vulnerable at this critical moment of life and death, and his hands and even his whole body began to tremble slightly.

He forced himself to be calm, and smiled self-deprecatingly. It turned out that he was still afraid of death. Even though living was so painful, he still... wanted to live.

But what if you want to live?Under the iron-blooded wrist of that stern and selfless father, can he escape today?