Grudge Breaker

-"How about you stay away from her in the future? Now I seriously doubt that you can defeat her."

In the marrow washing hall, Zhuang Yuheng was taking the pulse of Song Weichen, who was soaking in the marrow washing pool with only his shirt on, while squinting at Mo Tingfeng and couldn't help irritating him with cold words.

"Hurry up and take off your clothes and go in. Use your magic power to promote the recovery of her skin to relieve the pain. She will wake up soon. Once she regains consciousness from such severe frostbite, she will feel extreme pain all over her body. Gu Cangyue is not here. This kind of thing You can only come, don’t count on me.”

Mo Tingfeng entered the marrow washing pool in his middle coat. Just like when he was on the soul boat, he put his face against hers and held her quietly. A layer of golden light shone around him, and the golden sand-like substance Helping her heal.

He was not Liu Xiahui. Now that he knew that her life was safe, he couldn't help but think of the glimpse of Song Weichen's spring in the fantasy world. His face turned red and his ears were hot. In addition, with the beauty in his arms at the moment, he was so excited that he almost bleed from the Tianling Gai.

"Zhuang Yuheng, take the medicine quickly." He almost gritted his molar teeth and spoke.

After rolling his eyes at him, Zhuang Yuheng took out the medicine bottle from his clothes and gave him a pill. Mo Tingfeng closed his eyes and tried to calm down his shaking soul, for fear that he would do something inappropriate - although his actions towards her at this moment seemed very inappropriate...
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"Hot, so hot."

When Song Weichen woke up, she didn't know where she was for a moment. She only felt that she was soaked in a pool of 90-degree boiling water. Her skin was burning and painful. She thought about it but couldn't move. She was held in someone's arms.

"Wei Wei, don't move. We are treating you for frostbite." Mo Tingfeng comforted you, "It's me, don't be afraid, we are in Sikong Mansion now, you are safe now."

"I'm ready, let me go..." She was confused, feeling like ingredients being put into a clear soup hot pot.

"The marrow washing pool is at room temperature. You think the burning is a reaction to frostbite on the skin. It won't hurt after the treatment. Be good and bear with me for a while."

While comforting her, Mo Tingfeng accelerated his mana to seep into the pool water to heal her.

But Song Weichen couldn't listen to the severe pain all over her body. She struggled on her own, and Mo Tingfeng could only hug her tighter. As a result, he got closer to her. There were only two thin layers of wet clothes between them, which was almost as big as Skin to skin. For a moment, his mind was shaken and he couldn't control himself, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Don't move." His forehead was covered with sweat.

"Let go, I'm going to die..." The severe pain burned her and all she wanted to do was escape, but her wrists were tightly clamped and she couldn't escape at all, so she could only twist her body desperately.

"Good boy, don't... move." The sweat on Mo Tingfeng's forehead dripped into the marrow washing pool. It could be seen that he was trying his best to restrain himself and clenched his cheeks tightly.
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Zhuang Yuheng walked to the marrow washing pool and squatted down to light a column of specially made requiem incense. The scent made Song Weichen somewhat calmer.

"Wei Wei, I have never lied to you. If we endure half a stick of incense, it won't be so uncomfortable in the future. Do you believe me?"

Song Weichen was not very sober. She looked at Zhuang Yuheng asking for help in a confused way, "Medicine, I feel so much pain..."

"All the available medicines have been used... Weiwei, your whole body is severely frostbitten and it will take some time to recover. Ting Feng is helping you. Can you just hold on a little longer?"

Song Weichen was in a trance, feeling that she couldn't listen to what Zhuang Yuheng was talking about. The pain was unbearable and she couldn't get away. She could only lean on the broad embrace behind her helplessly and resignedly.

"Take your arm away, it's really hurting my lower back." She muttered before falling into a drowsy sleep under the influence of Requiem.

arm? At this moment, Mo Tingfeng was holding her hand with both hands to prevent Song Weichen from breaking away. Where was his back... He was stunned at first, and then he immediately realized it, with a cryptic look on his face.

"I told you not to move." He gritted his back molars and moved himself as far back as possible.

Zhuang Yuheng understood immediately and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Seeing Mo Tingfeng's murderous expression, he quickly stopped his smile, "Ahem, she is not very conscious, but... fortunately she is not very conscious. Otherwise, I can fight you tooth and nail."
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"Where is Weiwei!" As Gu Cangyue's voice rang out from the air, the person appeared in the Marrow Washing Hall, and then he saw a scene in the Marrow Washing Pool that caused his blood to flow backwards.

"You specifically sent a summons for me to come here just to let me... see that you are scornful of my woman?!"

As he spoke, Gu Cangyue walked coldly towards the marrow washing pool. One hand gradually turned into a sharp bird's claw, and the nails continued to grow and weave into a sharp sword. He wanted Mo Tingfeng's life.

"Lord Cang Yue, you misunderstood! Wei Wei is severely frostbitten, Ting Feng is trying to save her." Zhuang Yuheng quickly stopped Gu Cang Yue.

He glanced at the requiem he had just lit. It would take some time to heal, but the appearance of the two people in the pool would inevitably make anyone think about it, not to mention Gu Cangyue. Zhuang Yuheng could not help but feel a little embarrassed. .

"My woman doesn't need your help. Get out of the way!"

Mo Tingfeng didn't answer, closed his eyes and concentrated on performing the technique. With the beauty in his arms, he needed to suppress the violent movements of God, his own physiological reactions, and use magic to help her recover at the same time, which exhausted all his energy.

But it was indeed him who took the initiative to send a message to Gu Cang Yue to come to Sikong Mansion - not to anger him, but to promote himself and others. He must have gone crazy without news from Song Weichen for a long time. After all, Gu Cang Yue is now Song Weichen's... ...Mo Tingfeng didn't want his selfishness to affect their relationship.

What's more, the way to save people at this moment is not in his plan. Mo Tingfeng will not take advantage of people's danger, let alone deliberately provoke Gu Cangyue in this way.
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Seeing Gu Cangyue preparing to enter the marrow washing pool to replace Mo Tingfeng, Zhuang Yuheng stopped him tightly, "Master Cangyue, you must not do this! If you change someone at this time, all Tingfeng's mana will be wasted, and Weiwei will have to endure it again. The pain of skin rejuvenation makes you think twice!”

Gu Cangyue's face was stiff, and the hand that transformed into a bird's claw and sword kept shaking. Finally, he took back the phantom, clenched his hand tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed and bulging.

"Jun Yuheng, how long will they be like this...?"

Zhuang Yuheng pointed to the slowly burning requiem incense with some guilt, "It will take about half an hour until the incense burns out."

Knowing that the two people in the pool were an eyesore to Gu Cangyue, a second seemed like ten thousand years to Gu Cangyue. Zhuang Yuheng quickly pulled him aside to the elegant terrace to drink, "Sir, please be patient. Come, come, drink...out of sight." To be pure.”
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Mo Tingfeng was concentrating on performing the technique with his eyes closed, when he vaguely felt the little man in his arms move, and unconsciously squeezed against him. The backlash threshold alarm sounded loudly, and he almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.

This goblin...

At that time, the requiem incense had burned more than half, and Song Weichen slowly opened his eyes. His consciousness was not yet fully awake. He only felt that the burning sensation on his body had dissipated, but his whole body was itching unbearably. He wished he could borrow a thousand hands to scratch the skin all over his body.

"It's so itchy..." Since her hands were tied and she couldn't scratch, she subconsciously regarded Mo Tingfeng as a tree stump, and she rubbed her back on the "tree stump behind her" like a bear just waking up from hibernation.

Mo Tingfeng is going crazy.

The backlash broke through the restriction, and the corners of her mouth were bloodshot. She was afraid that she would go crazy if she moved any more, so she could only forcefully hold the little man in her arms tighter.

"do not move!"

Hearing his voice, Song Weichen came back to her senses and gradually realized where she was at the moment... The man's familiar aura surrounded her. Excluding all other factors, based on physical attraction alone, Song Weichen had to admit that she was a little... Greedy for this embrace. Tsk, woman...

But why does he have to tie himself up like this? Song Weichen's face turned red as if he was about to bleed, and he didn't dare to move. Help...what's going on? Could it be that something indescribable happened between them? And what's even more terrible is...she saw Gu Cangyue walking towards her...