lure way

"Lou Jue..." Ling Mochen hugged Gong Loujue back, took a deep breath against the side of his neck, felt his breath, and was thankful that Gong Loujue was by his side.

In the past, Gong Loujue was afraid that he would leave, but now, Ling Mochen found that he could never leave him again.

"Thank you for still being by my side..."

"Hengzhi, as long as you don't leave, I will always be here."

"Well, don't go," Ling Mochen said with a frown of reluctance, "However, I still have to go back to Bailing Mountain."

"I go with you."

"No need, I'll be back in a day at most. Besides, your status...is not suitable for going to Bailing Mountain. Lou Jue, promise me, will you wait for me to come back in peace?"

Gong Loujue thought for a while and nodded in agreement. He believed that Ling Mochen would not break his promise this time.

"I'll leave tomorrow morning and be back in the evening."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

Then the two went back to the bedroom to rest, Gong Loujue hugged Ling Mochen in his arms, and kept himself safe for a rare time. He knew that Ling Mochen was depressed, so he silently hugged him tighter, letting him know that he was always with him.

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Compared to the tranquility of the Demon King's Palace, the wild day of the Wolf King's Palace is still going on.

However, in half a month, the various childish toys in the Wolf Palace were not enough to attract Mu Cunfeng, and his attention was actually shifted to "dancing swords and swords", and he never got tired of it, which made Cang Hong helpless.

"Furun, slow down!"

Cang Hong looked at Mu Cunfeng who was fighting with five demon soldiers with a long sword in his hand on the training ground with fear, and gave him warnings from time to time.

And those monster soldiers who dared to use all their strength, were all thrown to the ground by Mu Cunfeng, shouting "Mr.

"This is the end? You obviously let me go! What's the fun in such a competition? Don't you think so?"

Mu Cunfeng was not immersed in the compliments at all, sighed secretly, put the long sword behind his back, and stood facing the wind, his robes and clothes were fierce in the wind, his upright figure showed his heroic appearance, and his eyebrows and eyes were bright.

His mentality has reached adolescence, and he is indeed a different person from before, just like a vigorous young man.Perhaps, this is Mu Cunfeng, the original Mu Cunfeng, the Mu Cunfeng who has not experienced so many hardships.

All this is due to the fact that Cang Hong obeyed Rong Xiu's words, accompanied him day and night to make troubles, brought him to experience the world to his heart's content, and promoted his mind to grow rapidly.

"Furun, don't make things difficult for them, I have ordered them not to hurt you at all." Cang Hong stepped forward, trying to grab the long sword from Mu Cunfeng's hand, but Mu Cunfeng deftly dodged it sideways.

"My question is why they are so vulnerable. It really is you secretly meddling." Mu Cunfeng looked at Cang Hong with a smile, although he was dissatisfied, his tone was relaxed, "Since that's the case, how about we discuss each other?"

"I didn't come to make an appointment with you." Cang Hong smiled helplessly, staring at the "Demon Soul Sword" in Mu Cunfeng's hand exuding domineering sword energy, and said worriedly:

"This sword has killed countless evil spirits, drank demon blood, and ate demon souls. It is very hostile! You can't control it at all with your current cultivation base, and you can only hurt yourself if you act recklessly! Be obedient! Give it to me!" Cang Hong stretched out his hand and gestured with his eyes, but Mu Cunfeng didn't take it seriously, held the sword in front of his chest, stroked his face with two fingers and said:

"This sword is the color of white jade, moist and transparent, where is there any danger? You are making too much of a fuss, you obviously don't want me to practice martial arts."

"Furun, don't be fooled by the appearance of this sword! When the hostility is strong, it will be colorless. Give me the sword quickly, and I can teach you my unique way of thinking, okay?"

Cang Hong followed the temptation carefully, but didn't dare to grab it directly, for fear of accidentally hurting Mu Cunfeng, so he could only be anxious, but Mu Cunfeng got playful, kicked his feet apart, raised his sword short and made a challenge, "I want to fight!" Take this sword yourself! If you win, I will give it to you with both hands!"

"Furun!"

Canghong's face darkened, his brows furrowed in anger, and he shouted sharply, "Stop messing around! Give me the sword!" As he spoke, he tried to snatch it, but Mu Cunfeng dodged it nimbly and easily avoided it.

Perhaps Cang Hong was too resigned, so Cang Hong's angry look had no deterrent effect on Mu Cunfeng, but instead made Mu Cunfeng even more unscrupulous, and made Cang Hong overwhelmed by his sword moves one after another. .

But Cang Hong could only defend, not attack.

Because once it attacks, Mu Cunfeng will definitely use more fierce moves to break it. If he is not careful, he will arouse the hostility of the "Demon Soul Sword". If he does not control it well, Mu Cunfeng will also suffer backlash.

"Brother Canghong, why didn't you make any moves?"

Mu Cunfeng frowned in dissatisfaction. The opponent resisted the endless moves, but he couldn't win the opponent. He was inevitably a little impetuous, "Hurry up! Let's fight!"

The sound of the long sword piercing through the air was sonorous and powerful, and the two figures were entangled and leaping. Cang Hong resisted Mu Cunfeng's offensive with his bare hands, but he didn't make a move for a long time. Hand over the "Demon Soul Sword".

Who would have thought that Mu Cunfeng thought about it, not only did not lose his patience, but instead resorted to more aggressive moves, intending to force Cang Hong to make a move, Cang Hong turned pale with fright, and while dodging, he shouted urgently, "You can't help Run! Once the hostility of the Demon Soul Sword is aroused, it will be counterattacked!"

Mu Cunfeng didn't believe it, "It's useless to scare me!" The more swift and fierce sword force forced Cang Hong to retreat again and again, seeing the victory was in sight, Mu Cunfeng was full of spirit, with the corners of his mouth raised, thinking: I just need to strengthen the offensive, and I will be able to defeat the enemy. He pushed to the foot of the wall, and Ling Zhi was captured without a fight!

The "Devil Soul Sword" sensed Mu Cunfeng's desire to win, and the black air lingered on the sword body. It was the hostile energy of the Demon Soul Sword that was stimulated. The black energy spread rapidly like a life, killing Mu Cunfeng. Maple shrouded.

not good!

Mu Cunfeng's complexion changed suddenly, his arm went numb, and then a domineering force poured into his body through the hilt of the sword, like a fire burning his body, and the burning pain was unbearable. He wanted to abandon the sword in panic, but found that he couldn't get rid of the sword at all. Under the control of a force, the sword is still approaching Canghong, but he can't control the force.

"Furun!"

A powerful murderous aura rushed towards his face, Cang Hong rolled and dodged, a corner of his robe was pierced, he got up in embarrassment, but saw the wall collapsed, it turned out that Mu Cunfeng held the sword in both hands, and forced to attack Cang Hong. The sword shifted its target and pierced the solid wall.

Mu Cunfeng regretted that he didn't believe Canghong's words. With a pained expression on his face, he held the Demon Soul Sword, staggered, and said loudly, "Brother Canghong, run! I can't control it! It wants to kill you!" "

"Furun, don't panic! Be sane and don't be controlled by it, I'll help you!" Not only did Cang Hong not escape, but he rushed to Mu Cunfeng's side at a brisk pace, grabbing his hand without hesitation, "You try Mobilize spiritual power to protect the heart veins! Hurry up!"

"Okay!" Mu Cunfeng closed his eyes, but his mind was blank, he couldn't mobilize his spiritual power at all!He had never learned how to mobilize spiritual power, and he was sweating profusely, tremblingly, "I...I can't...I don't have spiritual power..."

Spiritual power can only be obtained after reaching a certain level of cultivation. Mu Cunfeng only remembers that he learned a few tricks from those monster soldiers. How could he have such things as spiritual power?

Seeing Mu Cunfeng's frustrated and helpless appearance, Cang Hong wanted to slap himself guiltily, how could he be so confused.Mu Cunfeng had already taken the Samsara Pill, and he forgot all the past, his cultivation and spiritual power were stored in his body, and he would not be able to use them at all.

Seeing that the sword energy is getting worse, Mu Cunfeng's expression is getting more and more painful, it seems that this is the only way to go!Once the Demon Soul Sword is aroused, it cannot be appeased without some blood.