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Ling Mochen is a member of the Ling clan, and he can use blood to paint a "monster-killing talisman". Once a monster is affixed with a monster-killing talisman, regardless of its cultivation level, the light ones will turn into their original forms, and the severe ones will be wiped out in ashes.

The monster-slaying talisman is naturally one of the irreplaceable artifacts in the demon-killing world. It stands to reason that Ling Mochen personally gave away such a rich stack of monster-slaying talismans. Gong Loujue should be ecstatic and glad to accept it; Lou Jue lost all smiles, and asked in a low voice in a questioning tone, "Why!" He looked straight at Ling Mochen with regretful and stern eyes, his eyes seemed to be a little red, and his hand holding the demon-killing talisman was trembling , trembling uncontrollably.

People often only see how the monster-killing talisman reaches its pinnacle without bloodshed, but no one cares about the numerous wounds of the person who painted the monster-killing talisman.Lying in the palm of his hand was the Ninety-Nine 81 Dao Demon Slaying Talisman, Ling Mochen's bloody wound and countless drops of blood!

"Tell me, why did you give me this?" Gong Loujue's face was full of anger, and the slight flames of the cliff reflected in his eyes, as if they were about to burn.

Ling Mochen didn't expect Gong Loujue to have such a strong reaction, and he didn't know where he made him angry, so he said:

"In the future, you will travel with others, and if you encounter monsters that are difficult to deal with, use this talisman."

"So you just want to send me away with this stack of demon-killing talismans?" Gong Loujue took a step closer, with an aggressive tone, and something was about to explode in the bottom of his eyes.

Ling Mochen staggered that sharp gaze, took a deep breath almost imperceptibly, and said:

"If the talisman is used up, I will give it to you."

"Ling Mochen!" Gong Loujue almost gritted his teeth and called out, "Do you think that if you draw the monster-killing talisman for me at the expense of hurting yourself, I will be grateful and accept it? Or do you think that giving me the monster-killing talisman will do the trick?" Get rid of me! In order to get rid of me, I would rather be injured and bleed!" Gong Loujue's chest rose and fell, trying to suppress her emotions.

"...Lou Jue," Ling Mochen was born so lonely, and it was the first time someone cared about the wound on the back of the monster-slaying talisman. Although he was being questioned, he was still a little moved in his heart, so he naturally slowed down his tone, He raised his hand and stroked Gong Loujue's back reassuringly, and said:

"You speak too seriously."

Gong Loujue was silent, relying on her keen sense of smell, took a step back and accurately held Ling Mochen's bloody left hand. Ling Mochen resisted instinctively, what was hidden under the palm guard on the back of his left hand?That is the shame of his life, demon puppet seal!

"Lou Jue! Let go!"

Gong Loujue remained silent, ignoring Ling Mochen's low shout, and rolled up Ling Mochen's sleeve robe.Sure enough, there was a three-inch scarlet scar on the wrist, which was still stained with blood. It was drawn by Ling Mochen when he painted the monster-killing talisman for Gonglou Juehui. After a simple hemostasis treatment, the scar was still there.

"Lou Jue!" Ling Mochen called out in a low voice.

Gong Loujue suddenly lowered her head, held Ling Mochen's injured left hand to her lips, and licked it carefully with her soft and flexible tongue.The eyes are half-closed, the long eyebrows are slightly furrowed, the bottom of the eyes are soft and moist, and there is a deep pity in the eyes between the brows.

Ling Mochen was stunned, unable to regain his senses for a long time, and the impatience of being held in his left hand, which was hiding a hidden secret, disappeared without a trace.At this moment, Gong Loujue's charming and charming expression is everywhere.

Spirit power is the most abundant and pure through the oral cavity. Ling Mochen feels the wound is cool, being licked by the soft tongue, he is intoxicated and comfortable.

Soon after, the wound was basically healed, Gong Loujue let go of Ling Mochen, put the demon-killing talisman back in his hand, and looked at Ling Mochen with anger and resentment in his watery eyes, like the eyes of an abandoned puppy, feeling wronged look.

"I'm leaving." Gong Loujue turned around, but with a smile on his face, Ling Mochen took back the demon-killing talisman, indicating that they could still walk together.

"Lou Jue..." Gong Loujue was complacently called out by Ling Mochen, whose eyes were firm and irresistible, and forced the monster-killing talisman into Gongloujue's arms, "You go."

"...Give me a reason, why you must drive me away!" Gong Loujue said in a deep voice.

"You don't need to follow me anymore, you should..."

"Hengzhi, I don't want to hear these lies," Gong Loujue looked at Ling Mochen worriedly, "What happened to you? May I share the responsibility with you?"

"...I'm fine."

"Then why don't you want to go with me?" Gong Loujue asked.

This junior has a clingy personality, like brown sugar, once it sticks, you can't get rid of it. If you want to get rid of it, you have to... take off a layer of skin.Ling Mochen closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of indifference, exactly the same as when he saw Gong Loujue, Gong Loujue's heart tightened, and he called out:

"Hengzhi?" Why this look!

"Since you want to know the answer, then I might as well tell you. During the half a year of walking with you, a total of 39 monsters were released due to your fault. A total of 150 missions were performed three times, and you would have lagged behind [-] times. If it wasn't for the master himself Taking you into my family, even I will doubt whether you are a spy sent by the demon world. I don't need a waste like you by my side."

It is common for monsters to hide and hide, but Gong Loujue is more about helping and cooperating than holding back, but Ling Mochen vetoes all his efforts, and only evaluates him as "trash". .

"Trash? So I'm a trash in your eyes! That's why you don't want to be with me!"

Ling Mochen defaulted.

Gong Loujue said angrily: "Believe it or not! I can catch as many monsters as you want!" As soon as these words came out, even Gong Loujue was stunned. Ling Mochen cast a scrutinizing gaze, But seeing Gong Loujue's pale face, he thought to himself that this junior brother would be ashamed if he spoke big words, and the thick-skinned he had practiced on weekdays couldn't stand it anymore?

Gong Loujue felt a little guilty when Ling Mochen looked at her, and she was defeated by the two pairs of eyes. She staggered Ling Mochen's sight and turned to look at the lonely lamp on the cliff. Ling Mochen has a handsome side face, long eyelashes and a straight nose, with a slender outline, standing there like a fairy, yet extremely charming.

Even Ling Mochen had to admit that this junior brother's appearance was indeed pleasing to the eye, if he faced such a wonderful person every day, even drinking plain water would feel sweet.

But such a beautiful person is destined not to be with such a beautiful person who has been branded with a sinful mark.He should have a bright future and should not sink with himself.

Knowing that Gong Loujue was talking big words, Ling Mochen said solemnly: "I believe in you, one day, there will be great success." What's with these encouraging and affirmative words?Didn't you still call people trash just now?Didn't you make up your mind to drive people away with a cold face?Ling Mochen rubbed the center of his brows dejectedly, why couldn't he be cold-hearted when facing Junior Brother Gong, and seeing that his expression seemed different, he couldn't wait to speak comforting words.

"...Heng Zhi." Gong Loujue whispered.

"Ok?"

"Will you allow me to be here tonight?" Gong Loujue's eyes were filled with hope.

Ling Mochen pondered for a while, and said: "Stay over tonight, then go away."

This time it was Gonglou Jue Moran.He knew that even if the protest was like a violent wind and a huge wave, it would not be able to stir up a wave when it hit Ling Mochen.

The night stars hang high, the surroundings are quiet, Ling Mochen sits leaning against the wall, has closed his eyes and fell asleep, lying in his arms with a person hugging his waist, the breath is long, sleepy but sleepless all night, when he returns to the room, he is locked outside the door Dieyi stopped her, the little girl was not too shy, and after seeing the ceremony, she asked: "Young Master didn't come back last night, but it's done?" She didn't believe that the Longyang Pill was really destroyed by Gong Loujue, maybe the crushed "Longyang Pill" "It's just a blindfold that he is good at using.

Gong Loujue was in low spirits, there was a faint blue shadow in front of her eyes, she looked haggard, and said: "I was dumped."

"what?!"

Isn't this not a good thing, how can I be dumped?Dieyi scratched her head in doubt, Gong Loujue pushed her away with a flick of her sleeve, and she hadn't come out for a day after entering the door. Dieyi peeped, it turned out that he had been sleeping all day, Dieyi was ashamed, seeing his pitiful appearance of being out of his mind, thinking that He's going to cry behind closed doors.The young master really doesn't get frustrated so easily, well, he has a thick skin.

A few days passed quietly, and the weather was calm, until this day when the mountain was full of hustle and bustle, a group of Qingzhou disciples dressed in green-sleeved robes and holding long swords, led by their young master Yin Lie, ran across the mountains and crossed mountains and rivers to make trouble. I was in a hurry to report the letter, and I dared to let Yin Lie and others go up the mountain when I got the order from my teacher.

The members of the Qingzhou sect were like entering the mirror of no one all the way, unimpeded, and rushed up to the Jiuxiao Spirit Gathering Field in one breath, showing their ability for a while, all of them were out of breath. Talking more, facing Elder Wenxu who is nearly thirty years older than him, he shouted loudly:

"Ask Elder Xu, your great apprentice may not be able to, not only robbed my property in Qingzhou, but also maliciously teased this young master! Today, this young master is here to collect debts!"

Yin Lie drew out his sword angrily, and slammed the pestle hard at the ground. The long sword pierced the ground with a "clang" and swayed.

Murong Xuan pushed aside the crowd, stared at the sword with sharp eyes, pulled Yun Chuxiao over and said:

"A good sword! The light of the sword is pure, and the edge is full of stars. It is the Junlan sword made by Taoist Zizhen 500 years ago." Looking at the arrogant Junlan sword owner, Murong Xuan shook his head, and then whispered to Yun Chuxiao: "It's a pity that the good sword followed the wrong person. It's not worthy."

Yun Chuxiao nodded in agreement, and said with a smile:

"Humble and good eyesight, how does that compare to the Wind Chasing Sword you made for me?"

Murong Xuan smiled inscrutably, and drew out the sword from Yun Chuxiao's hand, and poked the ground with his fingertips forcefully, a crack opened, one foot deep, extending to Jun Lan's sword, and heard a "clang", Jun Lan The sword fell to the ground.

Although this blow did not hurt anyone, Yin Lie almost swears, but he is also well versed in the world. If he really fights with these Bailing Mountain disciples, he will definitely suffer a loss, and he is the only one who can suppress Ling Mochen Master, so you have to win over Wenxu first, so you said: "Uncle Master, this junior respects you as Elder Wenxu who is praised by everyone in the world of eliminating demons, but is this how you condone your disciples to hurt others!"