C12 Attentive Visit

Ling Mochen's clothes were half open. He had cut off the corner of his robe and was bandaging his wound. Following the sound of rapid and forceful footsteps, Gong Loujue's figure appeared in a hurry.

This was the first time Gong Loujue saw Ling Mochen in his' untidy clothes'. In the dim candlelight, the usually restrained and serious man exposed his chest and abdomen, making Gong Loujue's heart beat wildly.

"Loujue, why are you here?" When Gong Loujue stared at him, Ling Mochen felt a little uncomfortable. He put on his clothes and was once again the strict Eldest Martial Brother.

"Hengzhi, how are your injuries? Was it Shen Yanran who stabbed you! " Gong Loujue asked worriedly, touching Ling Mochen's wound with his hand. It was not serious, but it made Gong Loujue's heart tighten.

Since it was discovered by Gong Loujue, Ling Mochen also said honestly, "It's just a superficial wound. As for Junior Shen, just pretend you haven't seen her today."

It seemed that Hengzhi had indeed been injured by Shen Yanran. A trace of a sly smile crept onto Gong Loujue's face as he said, "Don't worry, I know what to do."

The solitary lamp on the cliff burned quietly, the dark river flowed and splattered with water droplets of several stars from time to time. Ling Mochen couldn't help but caress Wu Tie's back, and with a gentle expression that he didn't even notice, he said, "Take off your clothes."

Undress?! Being bewitched by Ling Mochen's "affectionate" gaze, Gong Loujue's expression became misty and his breathing quickened. Could it be... Could it be that Hengzhi wanted to be in contact with his skin? Just as he was fantasizing, he was awakened by Ling Mochen's next words.

"Let me see your injury."

"He's just taking a look at his injuries." Gong Loujue lamented in disappointment. Although he knew it was impossible to imagine, he still sighed.

"Let me see."

"No need, it's all wrapped in gauze, I can't see anything." Gong Loujue smiled like a harmless little sheep. Ling Mochen felt as if he was attracted by something. He raised his hand and touched Gong Loujue's head gently. His expression was gentle, but there seemed to always be a layer of lingering gloom between his brows.

Gong Loujue's whole body froze, and even his smile turned stiff. Other than his parents, no one dared to reach out their hand to him. Ling Mochen was the first person. If it was anyone else, that hand would have been cut off long ago.

Ling Mochen touched it twice and felt that the hair under his palm was soft and smooth as silk. He couldn't help but touch it a few more times.

"Hengzhi?" Have you touched enough? Gong Loujue complained incessantly in his heart and did not dare to move an inch. His head was the part of his body that he could not tolerate the most. He was afraid that if he moved, he would instinctively attack Hengzhi.

Ling Mochen suddenly stopped and his face turned red. He realized that his actions were too impolite, so Gong Loujue took the opportunity to tease him, "Hengzhi touched my head, I am Hengzhi's man."

Ling Mochen did not like to tease and did not know how to respond. Whenever Gong Loujue made a joke like this, he would always put on a serious face which was truly boring. However, Gong Loujue did not think so.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. "See what I brought you?" Gong Loujue used a spell to summon the Iris Flower Bundle. The light purple feather-like petals had a faint fragrance, and the flowers were blooming beautifully. It was obvious that the flowers were filled with Spiritual Power s that had been injected into the vase.

This was Ling Mochen's hometown, the Lingyuan Valley's unique flower species. As soon as April arrived, the flowers would bloom all over the ground, as far as the eye could see.

Clan members especially loved irises, the ancestors even designed the Iris Flower Pattern to wear at home, a light purple Ling family uniform, a wide-sleeved robe, a robe with silver lines at the corner to outline the Iris pattern, a scented sachet at the waist, it was simple and elegant, elegant and elegant.

The Ling Family was as handsome as jade and possessed both good looks and talent. They were very influential in the demonic world and it was a pity that once there was a change, the Ling Family's Mo Xun Elder Wu Tie colluded with the demon race and caused their entire family to be exterminated. Ling Mochen, who was only four years old, tried his best to escape under the protection of his mother before she died.

From then on, a resplendent star from the Demon World fell in sorrow. In the end, the sea of fire that filled the sky swallowed the Spirit Abyss Valley and burned it for three days and three nights. In the past, the Spirit Abyss Valley that used to be filled with spiritual energy had been barren for almost sixteen years, not to mention this iris that was once blooming like a purple cloud.

Ling Mochen took the bouquet and gently caressed the light purple petals. Gong Loujue only knew that Ling Mochen was fond of the Iris, so he let Dia Yi pick it up. But seeing Ling Mochen's gloomy face, he immediately realized that his actions would definitely make Ling Mochen fall in love with Ling Mochen. He brought up his painful memories and hurriedly snatched away the bouquet of flowers, saying:

"Hengzhi, it's my mistake. These flowers... "It's better not to take it!"

"It's fine." Ling Mochen took back the flower bouquet from Gong Loujue's hand and carefully placed it in a corner. After a moment of silence, he turned around and looked deeply at Gong Loujue; the young man standing in front of him was handsome, handsome, and elegant; in terms of talent, inborn strength, and outstanding innate ability, as long as he could be tempered, he would definitely become a great person. There was no need for him to mislead other people's children.

This time, it was to injure him. What about next time? Or perhaps the fox demon that had branded his left hand with Demon Puppet Seal came to take his life? At that time, he would be unable to protect himself and would no longer be able to protect anyone, including Gong Loujue.

This half a lifetime with him was the happiest day of his life, so it was enough.

"Loujue." The moment he opened his mouth, Ling Mochen realized that there was a hole in his throat. It turned out that he was reluctant to part with it.

"..." "What's wrong?" An ominous premonition arose in his heart. Gong Loujue looked closely at Ling Mochen's face, trying to see a smile on his face, but he did not. Ling Mochen's smile was like a fleeting flower. In this half a year, Gong Loujue had only seen him once, and it was hard to find him again. What made him lose his smile?

"You've already entered the sect half a year ago, and your cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. You'll definitely be able to stand out in this year's Demon Slaying Assembly, and will be able to look after your fellow disciples.

"What?" Gong Loujue's heart tightened. Ling Mochen's words made him panic. Ling Mochen wanted him to regroup with someone else? Or was he not satisfied with something? Gong Loujue said anxiously, "Hengzhi, isn't it good for us to be like this? In this half a year, we have been working together and cooperating seamlessly, so why should we split up? "

"I have made up my mind. There is no need to discuss it further." Faced with Gong Loujue's panicked expression, Ling Mochen's expression was as cold as water. He ordered Gong Loujue, "You can leave."

"Hengzhi, why aren't you coming with me?" Gong Loujue did not understand why Ling Mochen would be so cold to him that night. It was as if he had returned to the beginning and was distant from him. He did not even want to explain to him superfluous words.

Unresigned, frustrated and with a faint anger that was like a mess in his heart, Gong Loujue finally forgot about his damn strategy of 'luring people to attack'. He held Ling Mochen's shoulders and pushed him into a corner on the cliff wall.

Caught off guard, Ling Mochen felt a dull pain as his back hit the cliff wall. Due to the fact that the warriors were suddenly attacked, his fingers formed into claws and shot out like lightning, aiming for the vital parts of Gong Loujue's body.

Gong Loujue was extremely shocked. A suffocating pain came from his neck. He could not believe that Ling Mochen would be so cruel to him. What hurt him more than his neck was his heart.

Therefore, when Ling Mochen was suddenly pushed by Gong Loujue, he quickly launched an attack. However, his reaction was fast, and just as he was about to pinch Gong Loujue's neck, he suddenly let go.

"Cough …" "Cough, cough …" Gong Loujue coughed a few times and touched his neck with his hand. Surprisingly, there was a burning pain when he touched his hand and he forced a smile and said: "Looks like Hengzhi's merciless hand that can use the 'Ice Flame Technique' is well-deserved of its name. What's that called? Can you teach me? "

"Loujue …" Ling Mochen was a bit nervous, but he couldn't say it out loud. He could only say, "Sorry, I hurt you."

If you truly love someone, you will overcome your instinct and not hurt them. The truth is extremely clear.

It was that Ling Mochen did not love him at all. All the good things he did to him came from the same sect, that's all.

As if by accident, Gong Loujue suddenly attacked Ling Mochen's abdomen.

"Mm …" Gong Loujue groaned as he felt the bloodshot meridians on his wrist. Once again, he confirmed that the result was the same.

Ling Mochen let go again and looked at Gong Loujue in confusion. He didn't understand why Gong Loujue would test him like that. Only now did he realize that he knew very little about this junior brother whom he had spent most of his time with. He actually didn't know much about him, and the so-called highest degree of tacit understanding was only because Gong Loujue was cooperating with him unilaterally.

"What do you mean, Loujue?" After hesitating for a while, Ling Mochen still voiced his doubts. Gong Loujue answered with a smile, "Nothing much, just that I suddenly want to spar with Hengzhi."

"I didn't mean to hurt you." The light was weak, but with his good eyesight, Ling Mochen was able to see the light green scratches, and with his fingertips, he used a Spiritual Power to caress Gong Loujue's neck. The healing ability of the Spiritual Power was not as effective as Clansman of Mu's. It could remove all traces of pain at once, but it could also suppress pain.

"Hengzhi's words are too harsh, they're not even considered injuries." Gong Loujue pushed Ling Mochen's hand away and glanced at him helplessly. This person who he had fallen in love with in just half a year was not aware of his intentions at all. What "method of luring others to attack" was a joke.

"Loujue, what happened to you?" "But where is the discomfort?"

This gentle expression was extremely charming, but it was a pity that she was only showing concern for her junior brother.