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Dieyi felt pain from being scratched by those wolf claws, she frowned faintly, and said with a dejected expression:

"That's just a false name. If Mr. Mu is not a member of the Mu clan, I might have a solution, but he is a member of the Mu clan. Once the healing power is lost, the wound will not heal. Besides, this is God's punishment..."

Dieyi sighed, she combined with Canghong and Hua Nongying and Rongxiu's power, but still failed to relieve Mu Cunfeng's injury.Especially Cang Hong, who tried his best to send spiritual power into Mu Cunfeng's body the whole time, but he failed in the end.

The spacious bedroom was filled with a strong smell of medicinal materials, and Mu Cunfeng lying on the bed had a weak breath, frowning and closing his eyes tightly.A ray of ghost was forcibly locked in the mutilated and dead body, and continued to suffer from the pain of worsening injuries.

The broken spine was exposed to the air, and the hideous wound on the back began to fester, and the injury tended to spread to the chest. The unbearable pain woke Mu Cunfeng from the coma again. He was panting, and his face was already pale.

"Furun..."

Cang Hong came to Mu Cunfeng and squatted down, eyes full of reluctance, he held Mu Cunfeng's cold hand, "Furun, don't give up, okay?"

"..."

Mu Cunfeng's lips trembled a few times. The unimaginable pain deprived him of most of his strength, and it was difficult to even make a sound. He took a deep breath and said intermittently:

"Hengzhi...Hengzhihe...how is it?"

Hua Nongying said first:

"He is unconscious now, do you have a good plan?"

Hearing this, Mu Cunfeng felt that the pain in his back seemed to extend to his heart. It seemed that Heng Zhi really saved the fox.He retaliated fiercely, but in the end it was Ling Mochen who endured the bitter fruit. Now that his physical condition could no longer save him, he could only find a way, saying:

"There is a divine object in the heaven and earth called 'Dream Soul', which can be used to connect Hengzhi's dream and wake him up..."

"Menghunzhuan" looks like Yuelao's red thread, but it is relatively thin, about three feet long.Each person's dreams are independent, and by wrapping the two ends of the "Dream Soul Pulling" around the ring fingers of the two people, the dreams of the two can be connected.

"Hey! That's it! Why didn't I expect that the master is saved!" Dieyi said excitedly, "Master Mu, you are so knowledgeable and talented!" After saying that, she wanted to leave, "Wolf king, the subordinate will reply immediately." The king is going up."

Cang Hong nodded, and Die Yi left.

"I...why am I still alive..." Mu Cunfeng asked, every time he uttered a word, all the muscles in his body ached, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

"This..." Cang Hong lowered his head, unable to speak.

Mu Cunfeng originally thought that "death" was the most desperate thing, but now, he felt a feeling of pain that he couldn't bear to die.

He could feel that a strand of his soul couldn't get rid of this body that should have died, so he would continue to bear it.

If the "soul-locking curse" is never lifted, he will still be alive until his body is completely corrupted, and even at the end only a pair of bones are left.I can never be free, I can never be reincarnated, and I slowly watch myself become a human being, a ghost or a ghost, with no way to live and no way to die.

He looked at Cang Hong with pleading eyes, and made a low voice.

"Canghong...why...why did you treat me like this! Could it be...could it be... because I broke the contract? If so, I...would like to use my life to make up for it, okay? As long as you...will let me go!"

Canghong is his nightmare in this life, and if he is promised to him in the next life, it is better than being trapped in this broken body and living is worse than death.Thinking so, Mu Cunfeng only hoped that Canghong would let him go.

"It's too long in the next life, I'm afraid I won't find you. Furun, I don't mean to blame you for breaking the contract, trust me, I will definitely save you!"

Cang Hong wiped the cold sweat on Mu Cunfeng's forehead with a handkerchief, "Furun, don't give up easily, okay? You have already endured all the suffering in this life, and the rest will be happy!"

Mu Cunfeng suddenly felt a little ridiculous when he heard it, happiness?What it is?Even if there was, it has all become bitter now, but Cang Hong, why did he do it to such an extent?

"Furun, your wound can't heal for the time being, and your spiritual power is useless, so I have to use my own method to treat your wound. Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

In order to slow down the deterioration of Mu Cunfeng's injury, Cang Hong used a beastly method to stick out his tongue to lick the wound for Mu Cunfeng, cleaning from his back to his scarred legs, licking away all the wounds. With the remaining blood on the wound, her movements were always gentle, Hua Nongying was dumbfounded when she saw it.

Rong Xiu winked at Hua Nongying, and the two left silently.

Only Mu Cunfeng and Cang Hong were left in the room.

Cang Hong held Mu Cunfeng's hand, half-kneeled in front of the bed, lowered his head and licked Mu Cunfeng's lip that was bitten by him, his brows were tightly frowned, and tears were ready to come out in his eyes.

Seeing Canghong's painful expression, Mu Cunfeng gently held Canghong's trembling hand, and said weakly, "Are you really... in love with me?"

Could it be love that could make a ferocious wolf demon do such a thing?

Cang Hong raised his head, looked into Mu Cunfeng's eyes, his lips trembled, and tears flowed down uncontrollably, he said in a trembling voice, "That's right..."

"...Really?" Mu Cunfeng was in a daze.

"It's absolutely true! Furun, forget about Ling Mochen! Try to accept me, okay?"

Mu Cunfeng was noncommittal, and said decisively:

"If you... really love me, help me...help me lift the 'soul-locking curse'! Please!"

"Furun!" Cang Hong was astonished, his heart ached, "If you lift the soul-locking curse, you will... die."

Mu Cunfeng twitched the corners of his lips, smiled sadly, grabbed Cang Hong's hand, tightened his five fingers, as if exhausting all his strength, and said word by word:

"What's the difference between me now...and death...but...cough cough...I'm dying...cough cough...cough...puff..."

Halfway through the talk, a heart-piercing pain suddenly came from his body, which caused Mu Cunfeng to cough violently, his body twitched, and a mouthful of dark red blood sprayed on the ground, which was shocking.

"Don't get excited!"

Cang Hong hugged Mu Cunfeng and quickly gave him acupuncture points to stop the bleeding. Seeing Mu Cunfeng gasping for breath, he was so anxious that he shouted at the door, "Dieyi! Dieyi! Hurry up! Come and see what's wrong with him?"

So Dieyi, who was halfway there, was summoned back again.

"I'm coming!"

Die Yi entered the door in a hurry, completely stunned by the sight, but she quickly reacted and said loudly to Cang Hong:

"Wolf King, you... how can you tap acupuncture points? You deliberately abused him, didn't you!"

"I..." Hearing the words, Cang Hong was at a loss, his position was in chaos, and his heart was burned.

Die Yixiu frowned, and touched Mu Cunfeng's pulse with her fingers, her face became serious, "It really is... the injury has spread to the internal organs, especially the lungs... very serious."

"What should I do?"

Cang Hong's whole body was tense, and he obviously felt his body trembling.

"It's very tricky..." Dieyi was dejected, she was helpless in the face of this injury, but as a doctor, she couldn't help but say in a reproachful tone:

"You forcibly ordered acupuncture points for him, causing his blood to flow back, and his lungs were impacted by the backflow of blood, causing secondary damage. Now...he will cough up blood at any time."

Hua Nongying and Rong Xiu came after him, and when they entered the door, they saw Cang Hong hugging Mu Cunfeng, weeping, his whole body had collapsed.

Dieyi shook her head, she never knew what love is, and she felt uncomfortable seeing such a scene, but she still kept calm and untied Mu Cunfeng's acupuncture points, followed by dark red bruises Gushing out of the corner of Mu Cunfeng's lips, Cang Hong stretched out his hand tremblingly, and drops of warm blood hit his palm like a brand, burning his heart.

Suddenly, a blood-stained hand grabbed him, and Mu Cunfeng raised his head as if dying, looked at him with pleading eyes, and made a hoarse voice, and said:

"Canghong...let me...let me be free! I would rather...go to hell...than this...such a life is better than death! Please...please!"