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He casually grabbed a subordinate and said:

"Go! Go to Huai Ling! Bring Mu Cunfeng to this king!"

"Your Majesty," Cang Hong appeared at the door.

After being seriously injured by Ling Mochen last time, he has been recuperating at home. When he learned that Gong Loujue was trapped in the Heavenly Tribulation Formation and almost died, he rushed to the palace to visit anxiously. When he arrived, he heard that he wanted to invite Mu Cunfeng to come Come on, he said with a serious face:

"Your Majesty, calm down. Although the members of the Mu clan have the healing power to raise the dead and bones, they cannot awaken the living dead."

"Bastard!" Gonglou Jue pulled Cang Hong's collar angrily, "Who are you calling the living dead! Say it again!"

"Your Majesty..." Cang Hong looked at Gong Loujue sadly, "This is the end, you should take care of your body."

"Wenxu doesn't mean that when Hengzhi wakes up...tell Hengzhi that he is ashamed of Hengzhi, and that death is not enough to make up for it. This means that Hengzhi will wake up!" Gong Loujue suddenly With a soft tone, he looked at Canghong, "You said, you said Hengzhi would wake up, right?"

"Your Majesty..." Looking at Gong Loujue's eyes full of expectation, Cang Hong lowered his eyes, unable to bear to tell the truth that violated his expectations, and said: "Yes, he will wake up. "

Gong Loujue gently twitched the corners of her lips, as if persuading Cang Hong, Ling Mochen would wake up, and said: "Yes, Hengzhi has no habit of drowsiness, he will wake up, he will wake up... "

Gong Loujue continued to hypnotize herself, holding Ling Mochen's cold hand tightly, but two tears slid down her face.

Cang Hong sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and asked his confusion, "When he escaped, why didn't you activate the demon puppet art?"

Gong Loujue stroked the demon puppet seal on the back of Ling Mochen's hand, and said:

"Hengzhi is like a swallow. The swallow will return to its nest voluntarily, but it cannot be bound to a cage. I want him to be tired from flying, and the tired bird to throw himself into the forest. Only when he returns to me willingly, will he not want to escape again."

It's just that the world is unpredictable, if he chooses again, he would rather bind him by his side for the rest of his life.

The current situation is actually the most desperate. Although Ling Mochen is still alive, he is in a deep sleep. They seem to be very close to the ground, but far apart.

"I can't see him for a lifetime, I don't believe he is so cruel to me. There will always be a way!"

After a short period of depression, Gong Loujue quickly cheered up. After all, now is not the time to be depressed. If he admits defeat, then Hengzhi will have no hope.

He got up suddenly, and walked out of the bedroom, Cang Hong worriedly followed behind him, asking:

"Where are you going, Your Majesty?"

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"Your Majesty! You are too weak to go to the Heaven Realm now! Besides, the Heaven Realm has a lot of prejudice against the Demon Realm, so why not make things difficult for you!"

Gong Loujue turned a deaf ear to it and continued walking forward.

"Gong Fox! Calm down!"

Cang Hong grabbed Gong Loujue's arm, how could his wise king always be confused about Ling Mochen's affairs, he persuaded:

"It's not like you don't know, those guys in the Heaven Realm are so bored that they want to watch something lively, there is no way to do it, the hope is too slim, it's better to find Mu Cunfeng if you go to the Heaven Realm.

Although he couldn't wake up Young Master Ling, as a doctor, he should know how to wake up Young Master Ling.Besides, after leaving, it is inconvenient for anyone to take care of Mr. Ling, so let me go. "

"Cang Hong," Gong Loujue was very grateful, and immediately handed over the fox talisman to him so that he could dispatch troops and condemn generals, "I am waiting for your good news."

Cang Hong knelt down to receive the fox talisman, and said loudly, "This subordinate will definitely live up to the King's expectations."

According to Cang Hong's guess, Mu Cunfeng has returned to the Mu clan now, and he should accept the support and gratitude of his clansmen, and there will be a sumptuous celebration banquet to welcome him. From then on, he will live freely and carefree.

And, slowly...slowly forget about him!This is what is most unbearable to him.

In this unrequited love, he tasted the taste of loneliness alone. This feeling of loneliness was obviously insignificant when he played heartlessly in love, but when he fell in love but couldn't get it, it was infinitely ignored. Zoom in, forcing his crazy wolf demon nature to boil again:

Furun, I, the wolf king, have never loved anyone before, and I would fall to such a low level because of you.You once promised me that if I rescued Ling Mochen, you would stay by my side forever.I don't hesitate to betray the king just to keep you.However, you broke your promise and ran away. Do you really think that you will be free and carefree from now on?I will personally bring you back and make you pay for deceiving me!And the debt that almost killed the palace fox will also be recovered!

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At the same time, Mu Cunfeng who was in the dungeon couldn't help shivering, and an inexplicable chill surged in his heart.

An hour has passed, and the punishment of 81, [-] lashes is inevitable after all.

Flame Burning Soul Whip, as the name suggests, every time it is whipped, it is like a tongue of fire licking flesh and blood, burning it, making people miserable, but waiting for Mu Cunfeng is 81 [-] whips, what kind of purgatory it will be experience.

Although the punishment was heavy, Mu Cunfeng knew that his father had no choice but to not sentence him to death was his father's selfishness.Fortunately, all members of the Mu clan have strong healing powers, and Mu Cunfeng is no exception. I believe he will recover on his own within an hour or so.

But everyone seems to have ignored it, including Mu Cunfeng himself, that is, when he was being judged, because he knelt on the hard marble, there were red marks on his knees. After an hour, the red marks were all gone. Not gone yet.

"Young master, please change into this dress! This subordinate waits outside the door first."

A criminal servant opened the cell, looked at Mu Cunfeng's back, put a stack of clothes beside him, and then silently retreated out with a chain in his hand.

After the footsteps were far away, Mu Cunfeng turned his head to look at the stack of clothes. The word "crime" was impressively written on the back of the white prison uniform. He stroked the ink-colored handwriting, and he naturally recognized that it was his father's handwriting.

All members of the Mu clan who violated the clan rules, regardless of their status, would wear such clothes. He clenched his fingers, his brows knit together, and finally changed into the prison uniform that represented crime, and walked out of the cell step by step.

At the door of the cell, the criminal waiter saw Mu Cunfeng, the unbearable expression flashed across his face, and then he held the heavy shackles in his hands, blocking Mu Cunfeng's way.

"Young master, I offended you."

Mu Cunfeng's hands hidden in his sleeves trembled and clenched tightly. He must have been very familiar with such things as shackles in those days when he was ravaged by the wolf king as a male pet. He didn't expect to see them again, and he would still feel timid. meaning.

He hates or can be said to hate the feeling of being restrained, but now he has no choice. He forced himself to calm down and separated his legs a little. The momentary weight made his frivolous steps stagger, and he was supported by the criminal servant.

The criminal servant is also a high-spirited young man, he finally couldn't help but say something that refuted his duty.

"Young master, your complexion is too bad. This subordinate is afraid of you...how about...you should go and ask the patriarch to serve your sentence at another time!"