chief magician

Cang Ling's attitude was strange, and Meng Changyun couldn't figure out the mystery, but he also vaguely felt that he was indeed deliberately misled by Cang Ling, telling him not to intervene in the affairs between Mo Wuchen and Ji Junze.

Meng Changyun faintly felt that the Palace Master seemed to know many secrets, even... Palace Master, he had already guessed who the fake hidden in Qi Shaoyun's body was!

But no matter how much he calculated and conjectured, Meng Changyun knew that Cang Ling didn't have any malicious intentions, and he also knew that he really couldn't stop Mo Wuchen.

Meng Changyun managed to suppress the worries in his heart, he could only glance at the inner courtyard from a distance, and waited quietly with a sinking heart.

In the room, after Mo Wuchen communicated with Moyu Moyun, he made sure that there would be no accidents, so he took a pill, and then began to meditate for a long time.

He wasn't in a hurry, but it took him too much energy to heal Ji Junze before, so he didn't dare to do it rashly.

During this meditation, an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

When Mo Wuchen opened his eyes, Ji Junze was still in a deep sleep, with a wrinkle between his brows, against his pale face, Mo Wuchen's heart ached.

He leaned over and kissed Ji Junze's brow lightly, and it took a long time before he moved away.

"It will get better soon, and when you wake up again, no one will be able to bully you."

Mo Wuchen whispered to Ji Junze tenderly, he missed the smile he showed when he was kissed by him, that kind of sweetness to the bone was the motivation for him to give everything for it.

"Don't be afraid."

Mo Wuchen helped Ji Junze straighten the messy hair around his ears, sat down cross-legged with a chuckle, and slowly pressed Ji Junze's two temples.

There was silence in Ji Junze's sea of ​​consciousness, and Mo Wuchen cautiously probed into the consciousness, and it was still unimpeded, even being welcomed and lingered by some floating consciousness.

Mo Wuchen couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth, and responded gently to these fragments of divine consciousness, and then slowly probed towards the light screen that isolated the system and the core of Ji Junze's consciousness.

The light screen is still full of strange energy, its sturdiness is astounding, even with Mo Wuchen's current spirit strength, it is impossible to penetrate it in every possible way.

But this hardship didn't damage Mo Wuchen's patience at all. He was still taking his time and resolutely testing the barrier bit by bit with his spiritual sense.

At the same time, his consciousness stretched out strand after strand, cutting off the tentacles of the system that were rooted in Ji Junze's sea of ​​consciousness, and quickly replenished his consciousness to help Ji Junze restore his sea of ​​consciousness the wound.

As time passed by, Mo Wuchen seemed to be the master of this sea of ​​consciousness. His tentacles of divine consciousness stayed in Ji Junze's sea of ​​consciousness for a long time, consuming a lot.

When the last tentacles of the system were cut off, Mo Wuchen's consciousness split into fine and dense strands almost instantly, wrapping the system and the light screen together like a fishing net.

The situation is not as good as Mo Wuchen expected. The defense of this thing called the system is dozens of times stronger than he imagined. It is impossible to break through its defense in a short time and then break it.

Of course, from the very beginning, Mo Wuchen didn't mean to break the system's defenses, he just tried his best to solve this hidden danger, if he couldn't solve it, he pulled the battlefield into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Just like now, as soon as the system tentacles were cleared, Mo Wuchen immediately stopped eroding the system's protection, but directly pulled it into his own sea of ​​consciousness.

This process still needs to be carefully controlled, but fortunately the system did not wake up from the beginning to the end, which undoubtedly greatly reduced the burden on Mo Wuchen.

He kept working hard, and finally, he pulled the system to the edge of Ji Junze's sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief. Next, he only needs to use his spiritual consciousness to devour the package system, and then he can change the system.

However, just at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Mo Wuchen felt his soul startled, he was actually ejected from Ji Junze's sea of ​​consciousness!

He desperately wanted to stay, but he couldn't enter Ji Junze's sea of ​​consciousness even half a step apart from hearing a faint curse of "bastard"!

"Xiao Ze!" Mo Wuchen opened his eyes suddenly, and called Ji Junze's name with a pale face: "I know you can hear me! Don't mess around!"

He was terrified, and tried several times to send his spiritual consciousness into Ji Junze's sea of ​​consciousness, but Ji Junze was full of resistance to him, not to mention getting close, even showing anger and murderous intent.

Mo Wuchen's heart sank to the bottom of the valley all of a sudden, his eyes showed the emotion of wanting to cry and collapse, but his face was full of paranoia: "Xiao Ze, don't resist me! Let me in!"

He roared hoarsely, and insisted on squeezing in even though he was injured.

This time, he really succeeded, but he just went in and was scolded severely, then he was squeezed out again, and he was stunned.

Just now, the moment he dived into Ji Junze's sea of ​​consciousness, Ji Junze scolded him sullenly: "Be obedient and wait outside! If you don't listen, get out of my life completely! Mo Wuchen, I know you lied to me You are born again! You are a bastard! If you dare to drill into the sea of ​​my consciousness, we will finish the game!"

Mo Wuchen never knew why he missed the bottom line. He wanted to explain in a panic, but he could hear his seriousness from Ji Junze's tone just now—Ozawa was not joking!If he is disobedient this time, Ozawa will really not want him!

Mo Wuchen's eyes were red, and his handsome and gentle face was twisted for a moment, it turned out to be very ferocious.

He tightly hugged Ji Junze's shoulders, and just then he withdrew most of his strength forcefully, fearing that he would hurt him, but he was absolutely unwilling to let him go.

"You can't let me go! We will never finish playing! You have to like me no matter who I am!"

He murmured to himself, tears dripping down, like an abandoned child.

But he cried until his heart broke, but his mind was still clear. He knew that Ji Junze didn't really hate him. It was certain that he was angry and concealed his rebirth, but more, Ji Junze was afraid that he would suffer from taking the system away.

His Ozawa is always like this, he speaks more cruelly than anyone else, and his expression is more fierce than anyone else, but his Ozawa loves him more than anyone else, takes pity on him, and fears that he will suffer.

"...If you don't let me in, I won't go in..."

Mo Wuchen buried his cheek in Ji Junze's neck, knowing that Ji Junze couldn't bear his tears the most, so he insisted on scalding him with tears.

"But I have to help, if you don't let me help...I'll cry blind...Anyway, you're going to finish playing with me!"

While he was talking, he forcibly sacrificed his soul to Ji Junze. Even though it was not much, it was more stable and lasting, as if it would never stop.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Ji Junze froze, and cursed fiercely: "Why are you so cute!"

That tone sounded extremely fierce, but he couldn't hold back the choking feeling...