-"Don't, don't come here..."
Song Weichen pointed at him with a mahogany sword. She really couldn't hold on any longer. She was chilled to the bone, and every breath she took felt like she was sucking in ice particles directly. He couldn't help but cough violently, and his eyes went black.
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The main hall of Cangyue Mansion.
The incense burner, inkstone and other furnishings on the table were all brushed to the ground with a sleeve. Lone Cangyue was furious, and the maids and attendants beside her were silent.
He clearly felt the message of the paper crane burning, but he couldn't locate it with the tracking technique, and he couldn't pinpoint Song Weichen's location even with blood traces - Youmei, Chenmei, Kongmei. Her position kept changing, even showing that at this moment She is in Cang Yue Mansion.
Something must have happened to Weiwei!
Gu Cangyue gritted her teeth with hatred, he should not have listened to her and allowed her to take care of the mess in Sichen Mansion! He should keep her locked away with him!
With a livid face, he summoned his auxiliary soul, split his troops into two groups, and disappeared. No matter where in the world he was, he must find her.
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Song Weichen in the illusion could not hold on much longer.
Her consciousness was in a trance, and when she regained consciousness, she found that she had been knocked against the altar table by "Mo Tingfeng", and her clothes were torn open, revealing most of her shoulders and chest.
The mahogany sword in her hand was put aside by him. The blade of the sword was licking the oil lamp and was emitting wisps of smoke. However, the monster did not care. It was obvious that he was not afraid of this object.
"Mo Tingfeng" kissed her roughly while his hands restlessly tore at the hem of her skirt. Unlike that time in Buzhuang, Song Weichen couldn't feel whether his lips were cold or not. Her whole body was numb from the cold and she had no consciousness. Only the humiliation and despair in her heart were biting her self-esteem.
She struggled desperately, her hands rummaging around on the altar table, and she vaguely touched something like a letter cutter. She had no time to think, she subconsciously grabbed the thing and stabbed "Mo Ting" with all her strength. Wind” neck!
This move seemed to be effective. The monster covered his neck and straightened up, temporarily stopping his movements. Taking advantage of this gap, Song Weichen tightened his grip on the thing and stabbed him hard in the heart again! It's a pity that it didn't penetrate. There seemed to be a thick layer of armor under the skin, which knocked the things in her hands to the ground. It was a very thin and weak sound, but it rang like a death knell in Song Weichen's heart. I'm afraid she has to confess today. That’s it.
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"Mo Tingfeng" stared at Song Weichen coldly, as if time had stopped.
Suddenly he reached out and grabbed her shoulders, lifted her away from the altar table and knocked her back hard. The force was so strong that a large piece of the tablets and offerings on the table fell over due to the impact, including the oil lamp. It also fell down, and the remaining lamp oil soaked into the flannel on the altar table. The wick shook a few times and was about to go out.
Due to this impact, Song Weichen's internal organs seemed to have moved from their original positions, a fishy sweetness filled her mouth, and her vision became blurred. In a trance, the altar table next to her seemed to be on fire, and she smelled burning flannel and paper money. The smell of the fire was getting bigger and bigger, making the light and shadow on her face flicker.
Suddenly, "Mo Tingfeng"'s grip on her arm loosened, and Song Weichen fell to the ground like a kite. There seemed to be the sound of the wooden door breaking. Could it be that the monster was afraid of the fire and escaped? Her consciousness gradually faded, and it seemed that she was likely to be burned to death today. She didn't know if it would hurt to be burned to death in the illusion...
It seemed like someone had picked her up. Could it be that the monster was back? Already? !
"Don't touch me..."
She murmured with her eyes closed, her hands falling weakly, showing no resistance.
“Weiwei!”
Who...who is calling her? Song Weichen tried hard to open her eyes and take a look, but it felt like a heavy weight was falling. However, the feeling of this embrace was very familiar. She was inexplicably relieved, and then she completely lost consciousness.
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Mo Tingfeng walked slowly in the void, like a trapped beast that had lost the territory of the kingdom.
He didn’t know if Song Weichen had gone back. It was dark and quiet here, so he must have gone back. It would be nice to go back, but he doesn't want to go back. When he thought of Song Weichen and Gu Cangyue kissing each other, he felt his soul aching. "Sang Pu, you asked me to go to the future to find you, but the person you are waiting for may not be me."
He thought sadly, and his whole body became even more depressed. His soul was slowly released like sand, as if he wanted to merge with the boundless darkness.
At this moment, a ray of fire suddenly appeared in the darkness in the distance, gradually getting brighter and brighter. He came back to his senses, what was going on there? Hasn't she left yet? ! Or is there something else in this illusion?
Thinking of it, people have swept out like the wind.
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Before he got close, Mo Tingfeng could already feel a surge of chaotic and strange aura spreading out with the light of the fire. Such a strong aura, there was little to say about this chaotic soul. There must be more than sixty puppets! Even he, who had destroyed countless chaotic souls over the years, was secretly surprised when he saw this.
Because of the strange aura that appeared in this void space, his fighting spirit and sense of responsibility were instantly awakened. He couldn't help but wonder why he was so frustrated before, and actually wanted to abandon everything and die here regardless of his life. This illusion was really weird.
After Mo Tingfeng got closer to the fire, he saw a scene that made him even more frightened: the mysterious "self" was trying to invade Song Weichen, and the gleaming fire was coming from the burning altar table next to her!
Without having time to think about it, he stepped forward and knocked the monster away with his palm - he did not dare to use the magic form easily in the illusion. If the space was torn apart, he might be trapped here forever, and he must not be involved. Song Weichen.
This Luanpo monster has amazing strength. Although its body is stiff, it is very domineering and brave when fighting. Even Mo Tingfeng has to deal with it carefully, and Song Weichen seems to be in a very bad situation, so he must fight quickly.
He used the Yue Family Boxing, which is most suitable for hand-to-hand combat in a small space. It emphasizes "hit hard and good, fast and slow, long and short, hard and soft." Then use your shoulders, elbows, back, knees and hips." Mo Tingfeng used his internal strength to use quick moves to attack the monster's shoulders and hips. After a few rounds, he found a flaw and threw him out of the door.
Seeing the monster disappearing like smoke from outside the door, he had no intention of fighting and hurried to look after Song Weichen.
She fell to the ground and her clothes were disheveled, and a large amount of her beauty was leaked. Mo Tingfeng immediately looked away, and with red ears, he took off his robe and wrapped her up. The moment he touched her skin, his heart suddenly jumped. Shit, why is it so cold? ! Then he looked at her carefully, and his face was already turning pale. Oh no! It must be caused by the fact that the main body is in a low temperature state and left unattended. Oh no! !
“Wei Wei!”
“You must hold on! We are going back now!”
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He hugged Song Weichen and used a spell to summon the gate, and the two of them instantly returned to the Liu family's body in Hidden Mist Village.
Originally, both of them closed their eyes and stood upright in the protective circle formed by Ding Heran and others. Just when Mo Tingfeng opened his eyes, Song Weichen was limp and about to fall. He stopped and hugged her. , before anyone could react, Mo Tingfeng had already disappeared from the house with her.
"My lord, this subordinate deserves to die! Please punish me severely!"
On the soul-carrying boat going to Sikong Mansion, Ding Heran knelt on his knees and saluted. I regretted my negligence and wished I could be beaten severely. The other Grudge Breakers also knelt on one knee, their expressions solemn and full of guilt.
Mo Tingfeng didn't speak. He just secretly activated his magic power to raise his body temperature. He held her tightly in his arms, held her hand in his and rubbed it gently, then pressed his face against it. She looked at her face, but the little person in her arms was as cold as a piece of ice, her eyes were closed tightly, and her lips were already cyanotic.
He is like a repeater who has lost his soul. He doesn’t care about any image or vision at all. He just keeps mumbling the same words - "Wei Wei, nothing can happen to you, nothing can happen to you..."
< br>"Wake up quickly. As long as you wake up, I will promise you whatever you say in the future..."