lure way

"Mu Cunfeng, don't go too far!" Rong Xiu quickly helped Gong Loujue to his feet, and he, who had always been mild-tempered, couldn't help but get angry, his face frosty.

"Excessive?" Mu Cunfeng sneered, "He froze my whole clan, threw me...to that animal wolf demon..." Mu Cunfeng glanced at the palace with red eyes. Lou Jue swallowed all the words that followed.What's the use of saying more, things have already happened, how can any monster feel guilty?

"Hurry up, don't you want to delay Hengzhi's illness?"

Mu Cunfeng said coldly.

Gong Loujue looked past Mu Cunfeng and looked at Ling Mochen. All kinds of emotions merged into one glance, and a trace of melancholy lingered in his heart. He had a vague premonition that once Ling Mochen recovered, he might leave him. Thinking of this, A dull pain in my heart.

Regardless of the state of blood loss in his body, he quickly turned around and pulled Rong Xiu out of the bedroom. He was afraid that if he stayed a moment longer, he would regret healing Ling Mochen's legs, and he had no time to take care of Mu Cunfeng's offense.

As soon as the two of Gong Loujue stepped out, Mu Cunfeng closed the palace door with a bang, and a gust of cold wind hit Gong Loujue's body, and his heart sank following the muffled sound of the palace door closing.

Hua Nongying went forward, looking at the majestic king of the demon world in the past, but now he has faded due to his weakness, but he still stood facing the closed palace door, and he probably didn't notice it in his eyes. Panicked, he wanted to ask him if it was worth it?He opened his mouth, but couldn't ask after all.

Seeing Gong Loujue's appearance, Cang Hong was also depressed, thinking that Mu Cunfeng and Ling Mochen were in the same room at this moment, he paced around in boredom.

Inside the palace gate, Mu Cunfeng set up a sound-proof barrier, and with a sly smile on his lips, he poured out half of a bottle full of Gong Loujue's blood and poured it into another jade bottle.

The members of the Ling clan have the secret realm of Lingyuan, and the members of the Mu clan also have the secret realm of Huailing.

All secret realms are managed and used by family heirs.

Mu Cunfeng recited the formula silently, and a small round hole appeared out of thin air in front of him, like a hole opened up in a complete space. , to erase all traces.

And the remaining half of the bottle was used by him to extract the demon power as an external force to take back Ling Mochen's patella.

He carefully cut off Ling Mochen's trousers at his knees with scissors, exposing his knees.

"Hengzhi, there may be some pain in the future, just bear with it, it will pass soon..."

Mu Cunfeng comforted Ling Mochen, who was in a deep sleep, and then his expression was focused, his fingers were changing complicated moves, and a thin ray of light was brewing in the palm of his hand, and the skin of Ling Mochen's knees was cut open, silky. Threads of blood spilled out.

"Hmm..." Ling Mochen, who was in deep sleep, frowned and hummed unconsciously.

Mu Cunfeng only glanced at him, then quickly retracted his gaze, focused on putting the patella back to its original position, and then extracted the monster power from Gong Loujue's blood to heal every meridian of Ling Mochen, and the sunken knees finally It returned to its original appearance, in a halo, perfectly as if it had never been hurt at all, without a trace of scar.

As a doctor, Mu Cunfeng inevitably has a soft spot for beautifully shaped skeletons. He stretched out his hand to caress Ling Mochen's knee, and traced the outline of the patella under the flesh with his fingertips, as if he was admiring a work of art, or a piece of art. A work of art restored by himself, he smiled with satisfaction.

Next, Ling Mochen only needs to take care of himself slowly, so that his knees can gradually bear the weight of his body, and he's done.

However, he couldn't untie the spirit-binding lock between Ling Mochen's wrists.

By the way, isn't the Demon Fox's Cold Cloud Sword still there?With the mentality of giving it a try, Mu Cunfeng moved the spirit-binding lock between Ling Mochen's wrists to a safe place, and then chopped off with his sword!

"Yeah!" But hearing Ling Mochen groan in pain, the consciousness that had fallen into a deep sleep was pulled awake by a sharp pain, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, spraying it on the ground, The scarlet blood stung Mu Cunfeng's eyes in an instant, and with a "bang bang", the Han Xiao Sword slipped from Mu Cunfeng's hand.

"how so!"

Mu Cunfeng turned pale with shock, and quickly helped Ling Mochen to diagnose and treat him. This is... this is an internal injury!It turned out to be an internal injury. Could it be that the binding spirit lock cannot be forcibly damaged by external force, otherwise Hengzhi will also suffer backlash!

"Cunfeng..." Ling Mochen called out, his eyes full of worry, Gongloujue really let him into the palace again, he was uneasy, and asked eagerly: "Cunfeng, you... .Well......"

The shadow in front of his eyes shrouded, Ling Mochen felt his lips soften, and Mu Cunfeng's lips pressed against him, with a cool touch, and a trace of refreshing healing power flowed between the lips and teeth that fit together to the heart, wherever he went The place is like a clear spring flowing slowly, the pain in the whole body is relieved by half immediately, and the internal injuries are gradually recovered.

Mu Cunfeng half-knelt and practiced the highest healing method of the Mu Clan—the healing kiss, kneeling and saluting, which was to seek power from the source of life, transform it into healing power through his own ability, and then transfer the most pure kissing method to the healing power. The wounded healed.

Although this method is only a way of treatment, it made Mu Cunfeng's heart beat involuntarily.

He closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at Ling Mochen's expression at this time. He stuck out his tongue as if desperately trying to pry open Ling Mochen's thin lips, allowing the healing power to enter the opponent's body more unimpeded.

Ling Mochen lost his response in silence, and was a little dazed for a moment. Mu Cunfeng still closed his eyes tightly. After feeling that Ling Mochen had recovered, he was reluctant to end the kiss. With the power of healing, he sent all the kisses to Ling Mochen. His love, sorrow, and hopelessness are all vented through this kiss.

Whether it's crazy or willful, he doesn't know if he missed this opportunity, and when will he see Ling Mochen next time.He even knew very well that he didn't have enough time for Ling Mochen to empathize with him.

That being the case, why not...indulge once, even if you get closer to Ling Mochen for a moment.