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Mu Cunfeng!The third son of the Mu family, Mu Cunfeng!

After seeing Ling Mochen's wound healed, Mu Cunfeng withdrew his hands, but at this moment, his delicate face suddenly lost all color, and his long, white hands pressed tightly to his chest, and a fishy sweetness filled his throat.

"Ouch..." Mu Cunfeng vomited out a mouthful of blood, and tightened his long eyebrows in pain.

I didn't expect...I didn't expect to see you, am I going to die?Mu Cunfeng felt miserable. He was imprisoned and abused by the brutal wolf king Canghong. Once the poison occurs, if there is no antidote, life is at stake.

In front of him was Ling Hengzhi, whom he was looking for so hard. Tears glistened in his eyes, but he was speechless.

"You are...you are Mu Cunfeng?"

Ling Mochen supported Mu Cunfeng's body that was about to fall, but before he could express his gratitude, he saw him vomit a mouthful of blood, those eyes seemed to be filled with too much sorrow, making Ling Mochen's heart inexplicably flustered .

Before he had time to think about it, he quickly touched a few of Mu Cunfeng's acupuncture points to help him stop the bleeding. He was just about to heal his injuries when he firmly grasped his fingers.

Mu Cunfeng felt very relieved. The wolf demon said that Ling Mochen might have forgotten him a long time ago, but Ling Mochen still remembered him and recognized him.

In this way, it is enough.

"No...don't waste your efforts, I... came to you with the intention of dying...you listen to me first...you...cough...cough cough..."

Mu Cunfeng spoke in a nonchalant manner, but was disturbed by the evil waves in his body, and coughed suddenly. He covered his lips in pain, but traces of sticky scarlet blood overflowed from between his fingers.

"Don't talk, I'll heal your wounds!"

Even pressing the acupoints failed to stop his bleeding, which shows that the injury was quite deep. Ling Mochen just stretched out his hand but was stopped by Mu Cunfeng.

He smiled wryly and shook his head, tears could no longer hold back his eyes, he grabbed Ling Mochen's hand with all his strength, his whole body trembling slightly, "Listen to me..."

"Heal the wound first." Ling Mochen did not wait for Mu Cunfeng to finish speaking, and then tapped many acupuncture points all over his body, transmitting to him the spiritual power that had not recovered much just now.

Mu Cunfeng felt anxious, and raised his hand to hold Ling Mochen's hands tightly again, preventing him from continuing to transmit spiritual power to himself, choking as if crying:

"You were...you were deceived by Gongloujue! The Gongloujue next to you is...the king of the demon world, Gong Yuchen!"

After Mu Cunfeng said these words intermittently, as if he had been drained of his last strength, he fell softly into Ling Mochen's arms, dying, but he held Ling Mochen's hand tightly and refused to let go. He started to slacken, but still stubbornly refused to pass away, he wanted to wait for Ling Mochen to say that he believed him.

But how could Ling Mochen believe it?How dare you believe it? !Although the facts have gradually surfaced.

How can he bear this? !

There was a moment of silence in Ling Mochen's mind, so silent that he could not hear any sound, his whole body was like a tight string, "No... I... I don't believe it! The words you said... have no basis, Gong Loujue came to Bailing Mountain that day, and my master took him in! You asked me...how can I trust you?"

When Mu Cunfeng heard this, his heart ached, his lips trembled violently, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, he panted and said:

"The demon fox froze my whole family, beat me... beat me seriously and threw me to the wolf demon... In order to prevent me from escaping, the wolf demon forced me...to take the life-chasing pill, and now I I don't live long, I don't want you... to be deceived by that demon king, otherwise, I... I won't rest in peace..."

"What? You..." Ling Mochen felt a pain in his heart.

"Ling...Hengzhi" Mu Cunfeng called out sadly, "You...you must believe me!"

Time and space seemed to freeze and stand still at this moment. Ling Mochen felt as if a hand was strangling his throat fiercely, making him unable to breathe. The feeling of suffocation was as if the air had been pulled out of his lungs!

All of a sudden, those weird and happy pictures suddenly raided his mind at an inappropriate time, and the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow crawled over his whole body like a poisonous scorpion, gnawing at every nerve of him wantonly.

"No... this..."

As a descendant of the Ling clan, being branded as a demon puppet by the demon fox already made him feel extremely humiliated. If... If what Mu Cunfeng said is true, then... then wouldn't he have a physical relationship with that demon fox? relative!Not only a skin-to-skin relationship, but also being crushed by that demon fox...

There was a pain in the heart, which forced Ling Mochen to clench his teeth. The chaotic thoughts pulled his eyes. It was the younger brother Gong who fell in love with him, but Mu Cunfeng told him that Gong Loujue was the one who used to be The demon fox that almost tore him apart!How can it be!

That person was the partner he identified in this life, and he was once regarded as an existence more important than life!It was that person who dispelled his darkness, shone into his lonely life like a ray of sunshine, gave him love, cared for him, and never left him.

They made an appointment to get married under the marriage tree when everything was calm, and he even promised to take him back to Lingyuan Valley to have children together...

"Ling Hengzhi, it seems...it seems that you have really fallen into...that monster's fox charm," Mu Cunfeng's eyes were full of shock and pain, and he couldn't stop crying , "You would rather believe that demon fox than... you don't want to believe me. Ling Hengzhi, why...why didn't you wait for me?"

Mu Cunfeng let go of Ling Mochen's hand, closed his eyes in despair, and passed out completely.

"No...no...Mu Cunfeng..."

Ling Mochen was burned inside, his heart was like a knife, and he called to Mu Cunfeng hoarsely, not even daring to breathe too hard, because the person in his arms became weaker and weaker, as if it would disappear if touched.

"Do not……"

Heartbroken and numb, he stroked Mu Cunfeng to inject a wave of spiritual power into him, leaned on the sword with difficulty to prop up his body, tremblingly hugged Mu Cunfeng by the waist, gritted his teeth and said, "Hold on, I'll take you back to Bai Lingshan."

"Hahaha...why go back to Bailing Mountain again? I'm here to invite you two to visit the Demon Realm!"

Before seeing the person, hear the voice first.

Ling Mochen stared around vigilantly, gritted his teeth secretly, and clenched the long sword in his hand again.

Soon, like a dark cloud, a group of magic soldiers broke through the sky and landed under the leadership of Cui Dharma.

It turned out that Protector Chi saw that the three thousand demon soldiers had been beaten sparsely, so he simply ran away halfway, and returned to the demon world to dispatch another five thousand demon soldiers to deal with Ling Mochen.

"Heh... have you lost enough spiritual power to control the sword?"

Protector Ji looked down at Ling Mochen, his evil eyes were full of mischief.

"Humph……"

Ling Mochen endured the severe pain, and snorted coldly to express his disdain. How could he show weakness in front of the monsters? Although he couldn't stand firmly, he couldn't fall down either.

"Could it be that the head of Dharma Protector wants to take advantage of others? Aren't you afraid that spreading the word will damage your reputation?"

"Ha ha……"

Protector Ji seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He laughed loudly, "What reputation do monsters care about? Ling Mochen, you have no power to fight back now, so it's best not to make unnecessary resistance."

"Don't think about it!"

Ling Mochen stared at Cui Dharma resentfully, but he could barely support it with his sword.

"I don't want to waste time with you! Ling Mochen, we should settle the old and new grudges. My father was killed by your father. The father's debt is paid by the son, and you are waiting to be scraped off one layer!" Skin it!"

The protector's expression faltered, and a cold light appeared in his black eyes, and three silver needles suddenly appeared between his five fingers, and the needles were surrounded by black air.

Ling Mochen raised his vigilance, and only heard a "swish", and the silver needle flew like a phantom attack. If this move was changed to normal, Ling Mochen could easily fight back, but at this moment, he is at the end of his strength and still needs to protect the unconscious Mu Cunfeng's figure is unavoidably bulky.

"Crack!... Mmm!"

But he heard two urgent crisp sounds and a muffled groan, and the two silver needles were blocked by Ling Mochen's sword and shot to the ground.

But the other pierced into Ling Mochen's wrist, and the flesh and blood were quickly corroded, making a "squeaky" sound.

For a moment, the poison made Ling Mochen's wrists look like bones, and the flesh and blood also turned into pus and dripped down. Although it was only the size of an egg, it had already exceeded Ling Mochen's pain limit.

It seems that today is doomed to escape this catastrophe, but Mu Cunfeng must be sent out!And the only weight left on him is the Dragon Scale Sword that has been with him for twenty years.With the last ounce of strength, he chanted the Dragon Scale Art to summon the dragon soul, a gust of wind hit, the dragon soul roared, Yu Jian swept the unconscious Mu Cunfeng into the wind, and whizzed away.

Ling Mochen couldn't hold on anymore and fell into a coma.

#####Author bubbling: I put a lid on the pot first and ran away~~~