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Seeing this, even Hua Nongying, who was used to seeing blood and blood, was taken aback. She opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Mu Cunfeng.

"Huh? How did this happen? Doesn't he have the power to heal? Why hasn't the wound healed?"

"He has... lost his healing power." Cang Hong said with lowered eyes.

"Hmph! Whoever asked him to persecute Gong Fox deserves what he's doing now! It's really self-inflicted..." Hua Nongying said coldly.

"Nongying...don't say it." Seeing Canghong's complexion, Rong Xiu stepped forward to stop Hua Nongying's complaints.

Mu Cunfeng's consciousness gradually became trance, and he was still holding on to the cut-off robe persistently in his hand. Seeing Cang Hong's heart throbbing, he whispered guiltily:

"Furun, I'm sorry. In order to bring you out as soon as possible, I can only do this. After all, your injury can't be delayed any longer. Miss Dieyi has superb medical skills, and she will definitely save you! Hold on!"

"..."

Mu Cunfeng's chapped lips trembled, Cang Hong quickly put his ear to it, and asked gently, "What did you say?"

"Withdraw... withdraw your troops!" Mu Cunfeng's weak breath was intermittent, and he couldn't even finish a sentence. The light in his dark eyes was fading little by little, but he was still making the last struggle and refused to close his eyes, tense The nerves stretched to the limit waited for Canghong to retreat.

"Okay! I'll withdraw immediately." Cang Hong did not neglect Mu Cunfeng's request, and immediately ordered loudly:

"withdraw!"

Following Canghong's order, Mu Cunfeng's consciousness that he had been trying to support suddenly slackened, his body suddenly relaxed as if relieved from a heavy burden, the last ray of sunlight disappeared from his dim eyes, he slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sinking dark.

"Furun, look, I have withdrawn my troops, Fu..."

Cang Hong looked down at Mu Cunfeng tenderly, his face froze.

The person in his arms had his eyes closed, and he was so weak that he couldn't even feel a trace of body temperature.Grief and panic struck, pushing Cang Hong into the abyss of despair.

"..." The heart-piercing grief prevented Cang Hong from crying.At this moment, his world collapsed, and he knelt down on the ground weakly hugging the lifeless Mu Cunfeng.

"This... can't be! This..."

Hua Nongying was in a moment of confusion, pacing up and down in a panic, seeing Canghong's reaction, then... then Mu Cunfeng must be dead. "Mu Cunfeng is dead, what should Ling Mochen do? Don't he want to continue to be a living dead? Isn't Gonghu going to be sad again?"

"Let me take a look." Rong Xiu said as he knelt down, leaned on Mu Cunfeng's wrist, frowned and closed his eyes to examine carefully, the frown became deeper and deeper.

Cang Hong's whole state has collapsed, but he is looking closely at Rong Xiu, Rong Xiu raised his eyes and looked at Cang Hong, sighed and shook his head, his tone was quite serious.

"A person has three souls and seven souls, and now he has only one ghost hanging his last breath, which is very painful. If you want to save him, I can cast a 'soul-locking spell' on him to forcefully lock his soul here In the broken body, keep his last breath. However, "

Rong Xiu said solemnly, "It is also very cruel to lock a person's soul in a body that should have died. His soul will continue to suffer from further deterioration of the injury. Cang Hong, save or not, you decide ! You have only a quarter of an hour to think about it."

"What are you thinking about, Rong Xiu, cast a spell!" Hua Nongying stomped her feet excitedly, "Save the life first!"

Cang Hong stroked Mu Cunfeng's cold face with trembling fingertips, took a deep breath, and said:

"Furun, I'm sorry! I still can't let you go, I don't expect you to forgive my selfishness, I just want to keep you!"

I have never seen such a decadent Canghong. Is this still the flirtatious Canghong?While Hua Nongying was amazed, she was also deeply moved.

He helped Cang Hong up and retreated to the side, it was not good to speak sarcastic words at this time, he comforted softly:

"Cang Hong, don't worry, save his life no matter what!"

Cang Hong nodded, his eyes locked on Mu Cunfeng.

Rong Xiu started to cast a spell with his hands in seals, a cyan halo enveloped Mu Cunfeng, he raised his fingertips, and Mu Cunfeng's figure floated into the air.

"Lock."

Rong Xiu's lips moved slightly, and he spit out a word lightly. Under Rong Xiu's control, the halo gradually turned into reality, forming a light blue and slender chain, entwining Mu Cunfeng's limbs like silk threads.

"hidden."

Following Rong Xiu's orders, the slender chains disappeared into Mu Cunfeng's body without a trace.

"Hmm..." Mu Cunfeng snorted in a coma, his body trembled for a while, and then there was no movement.

Holding Mu Cunfeng into his arms again, Cang Hong didn't dare to look away.In order to protect Mu Cunfeng from the bumps, he even used his spiritual power to walk with the sword regardless of his already injured body, trying to keep his journey stable.

Hua Nongying led the demon soldiers to follow behind, with a hint of worry on his brows, he took Rongxiu's arm and asked in a low voice, "Is Mu Cunfeng still alive?"

When Rong Xiu heard this, he couldn't help frowning, "When the Mu clan loses their healing power, the wound cannot heal."

"This is tricky."

"There is no unparalleled road, Miss Die Yi is very skilled in medicine, maybe she will have a way." Rong Xiu said.

At this time, Die Yi was standing beside Gong Loujue tremblingly, holding "Ruan Lingzhi" in his hand. "Ruan Lingzhi" is a medicine to prevent physical stiffness, and it needs to be applied to the patient's carotid artery every day.

Gong Loujue took the "soft spirit grease" from Dieyi's hand, carefully applied it to Ling Mochen, and said:

"Go back."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Die Yi had just stepped back for less than a quarter of an hour, and came back again, saying:

"Your Majesty, the wolf king sent a demon letter, saying that Mr. Mu is in danger, and his subordinates need to go down and take a look."

"What!" Gong Loujue's heart tightened, and he said, "Go and see what's going on, and you must save Mu Cunfeng! Go!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Die Yi led the order to retreat.

Gong Loujue held Ling Mochen's hand and kissed the back of his hand, "Hengzhi, I will never let you fall asleep like this. When you wake up, how about we go visit Wang'er together? Today, I have taken good care of him. The Derivative Flower has also produced fruit. Hengzhi, open your eyes and see me, okay?"

Gong Loujue's eyes were full of water, and his face was still pale from being physically and mentally exhausted. In just a few days, he lost a lot of weight. ".

Jun Lian came to visit every day, and he couldn't bear to see Gong Loujue like this. He had a lot of prejudice against Ling Mochen, and he began to pray that Ling Mochen would wake up soon.

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An hour later, there was a roar from the wolf king's palace, which scared the birds on the tree into the air.

"Dieyi, aren't you known as the 'medical spirit'? Why can't you save him!"

Cang Hong held on to Die Yi's arm tightly, as if he was holding on to a life-saving straw and refused to let go, his bloodshot eyes stared at Die Yi, his whole state was on the verge of collapse, as if he would collapse at any moment.