Grudge Breaker

Chapter 170 The Trial of Love-
"If that's the case, you can make a choice immediately without hesitation. There is no need to weigh it."

Zhuang Yuheng exposed it without mercy.

"The reason why you are entangled in the conflict must be that lifting the 'wish to form a seal' will hurt the person who helps you break the seal. This person is most likely Ting Feng. You don't want to hurt him, so you made up a lie. I'm right. Bar?"

She never expected that Zhuang Yuheng would be so shrewd and transparent, let alone that her lying skills were so poor. Song Weichen let out a long sigh.

"Brother Yuheng, if the person who saves you must die because of you, what will you do?"

Zhuang Yuheng fell into silence. With his nature, it was naturally impossible for him to accept such a situation.

"Let me guess, Sang Pu's real wish to form a seal is to grow old together with Ting Feng?"

"Yes, she wanted to give him a monkey."

Song Weichen thought of the long letter that Sang Pu burned. There was a word in it that was very difficult to pronounce, as if it was a sentence from the Book of Songs.

"The melons are endless, the erchang is blazing." She recalled the adjectives Sang Pu used when he mentioned this.

Song Weichen smiled bitterly, inexplicably thinking of the legendary child "Nian Chen". He had such restraints and dared to trick her into having a child. This eldest brother was really the leader of the YY generation.
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"I know that he has a love-killing restraint on him. We can't be together. Sang Pu's wish to form a seal cannot be released."

Song Weichen showed his cards. Anyway, Ji Baishou only said not to tell Beihuashan, but he didn't say not to tell Zhuang Yuheng.

Sure enough, when Zhuang Yuheng heard this word, he was startled for a moment and then sighed, "You know everything?"

"Well, so please help me hide it from him, brother Yu Heng, so that he doesn't die in vain. Let's just pretend that this little mark from the past life doesn't exist, and it's not a big deal."

Song Weichen pretended to be relaxed, but Zhuang Yuheng looked gloomy and was speechless for a long time.

The two of them returned to Sikong Mansion. The dusk was low, and a rosy glow on the horizon was about to disappear. Song Weichen only felt beautiful, and dragged Zhuang Yuheng to watch it together. Inexplicably, he felt a bit like the evening light that was about to disappear.

Zhuang Yuheng did not look at the setting sun, but stared directly at the little person next to him. As the sun set, the night became darker and darker on her face. He did not dare to think that if one day she never saw him again, his world would still be there. The sun will not rise.

"Weiwei, I will do everything possible to help Ting Feng lift the restraint on killing love. I will never let you die."

Zhuang Yuheng put his hands on Song Weichen's shoulders and asked her to look at him, staring into her eyes with great solemnity, "Before I find a way to lift the restriction, you promise me to work harder and live with all my life. When I hear No?"

Song Weichen smiled and nodded vigorously.
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"slight!"

Mo Ting Fengchen fell from the air, carrying a black baggage on her back, which should have contained the life-saving Sungrass found for her.

Song Weichen's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously ran towards him, but after running a few steps, he stopped and retreated to Zhuang Yuheng, fearing that he would suffer backlash for being close to him.

"Are you injured?" She asked concerned from a distance.

"No, don't worry. Am I like someone who gets hurt easily?"

Song Weichen carefully recalled that when he was with him, he would vomit blood at every turn, and his body would be filled with golden sand material. The last time he went to find medicine for her, he was beaten up by a little spirit beast called Xixian, and his chest and left arm were scratched. Chongcai, she was stabbed by a magpie two days ago and almost had her hair braided...

"Like! Sometimes I think you are crispier than me."

As she spoke, Mo Tingfeng had already arrived beside her. He received a directional message from Zhuang Yuheng on the way and knew that he had taken her to Wu Nian Mansion. He had been trying to persuade her before, but now it finally happened. He was full of gratitude to Zhuang Yuheng.

"Yuheng, Weiwei, have you found Sang Pu's wish to form a seal? What is it?"

Zhuang Yuheng turned his head and looked at Song Weichen, who was standing behind him, and didn't know how to answer for a moment. He really didn't want to lie with Song Weichen, but this result really made people don't know how to speak.

On the one hand, Song Weichen was unable to remove the seal from his previous life and died of exhaustion. On the other hand, Mo Tingfeng took his life to decrypt the seal. Even if Song Weichen could decrypt the seal, he would not be able to live alone.

No matter how you look at it, it’s a dead end.

"Brother Yuheng, I want to talk to him alone."

Zhuang Yuheng pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand to signal Mo Tingfeng to give him his baggage. "Okay, I'll go make some medicine."

Mo Tingfeng's heart sank. The bad premonition made him not look forward to being alone with Song Weichen for the first time.

"Can you walk around the house with me? Just like you did when I lost my memory."

She took the initiative to hold his hand, and the two walked quietly through the waterside flower pond and the winding corridors. Mo Tingfeng wanted to speak several times, but he was afraid that the result would be unbearable for him, so he became more and more silent as they walked.
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"Sang Pu's past life mark has nothing to do with you."

She finally spoke.

"She has been used to false feelings in her life, and she only wishes to never fall in love again. This is the mark of her wish. If I want to unravel the mark, I must destroy all love and love, but I obviously can't do it. I have just asked Yu Heng Brother, there is a kind of restraint called Qingqingjin. If you want to survive the seal, I am afraid that you need the restraint of this kind of restraint."

"No! You must not! The restriction on love-cutting is extremely cruel. If you are tempted, your feelings will be counterattacked. You will definitely not be able to bear the pain of heart-burning and bone-burning!"

Mo Tingfeng panicked. He had never doubted that Song Weichen would lie to him about such a life-and-death matter. He only used himself to save others. He knew that when the love-cutting restraint broke out, it would be worse to die than to file the skin and bones, and she couldn't bear it at all.

Song Weichen moved closer to him, his eyes burning like fire. "Why do you know so clearly? That's right. Lord Si Chen has always been keen on all kinds of restraint techniques, so he naturally knows everything about it. Just in time, how about you set up this love-killing restraint for me?"

Mo Tingfeng became anxious upon hearing this.

"Song Weichen, you are crazy! The prohibition on love will only become a thorn and a shackle, and it will not really make your heart calm! So if you want to break the seal, you need to find other ways. Don't think that you can dissolve the love in your heart by relying on this prohibition!"

"Mo Tingfeng, then why are you going crazy and imposing such thorny shackles on yourself?!"
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Her words caught him off guard and he took a step back unconsciously. How did she know! Could it be Zhuang Yuheng, the big mouth? With her temperament, knowing that he endured the pain of this restriction, she was afraid that he would never allow himself to get close to her again in the future.

Mo Tingfeng was hesitating, trying to find some reason to excuse himself, but unexpectedly, Song Weichen came over and hugged her tightly.

"Does it hurt? Does it hurt if I hold you like this?"

I don't know since when, it has become the norm for him to be uncontrollable around her. The pain, as fine and dense as maggots on the tarsal bones, has become somewhat accustomed to him over time.

"It hurts. But if you avoid me and stay away from me because of this, the pain in your heart will be even worse than it is now." He answered honestly.

She held his neck and kissed him gently on the face.

"Does it hurt?"

"I regularly take the medicine prepared by Yu Heng to suppress inhibitions, and it's fine." Mo Tingfeng didn't dare to move, wondering what kind of medicine Song Weichen sold in the gourd.

She held his face with both hands, stood up on tiptoes and kissed his lips, touching and testing gently, which made Mo Tingfeng shiver all over. After a moment, she let go of him.

"Does it hurt?"

He stood with his eyes lowered. Because of the darkness, Song Weichen couldn't see his expression clearly. He was afraid that he was deceiving him, so he added, "I want to listen to the truth."

"It hurts."

Before Song Weichen could say anything, he pulled her over and kissed her back domineeringly. Just now, these actions made him extremely itchy. He didn't care about her struggle to resist. He had kissed her enough first.
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It took him a long time to let go.

It was extremely difficult for the two of them to get to where they are today. From the beginning, she regarded him as a mere passerby and even felt disgusted with him. Now she has him in her heart and will take into account his safety and pain. Mo Tingfeng only feels the heart-wrenching feeling at the moment. Bitterness is like sugar and honey. With her by your side, there is no need to fear death.

"You just caused me a lot of pain, and I need this sweet medicine to relieve it."

He stared at her slightly red and swollen lips and couldn't help but reach out and gently rub the corners of her lips.

"It's still relieved... In fact, you almost vomited blood, right?"

Her resistance just now was not because she was unwilling, but because she was afraid that he would be tortured by the backlash. This was also true. Mo Tingfeng's heart was already brimming with energy and blood, and even with Zhuang Yuheng's magical elixir, it was almost impossible to suppress it.

He was just afraid that she wouldn't let him get close to her in the future, so he denied it, "How come I'm being revolted and vomiting blood like this? Are you looking down on me too much?"

"That's what you said."

She stopped talking, grabbed his hand and walked quickly back to the marrow washing hall.
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"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Do you want Yu Heng to come over?"

Song Weichen walked in a hurry, and when he entered the Marrow Cleansing Hall, he pulled him straight to the soft cave. Mo Tingfeng was naturally concerned.

She didn't say anything, threw him down softly, put her little one next to him, raised her head and came closer to kiss him actively, her lips, Adam's apple... it was so terrible! There seemed to be tens of thousands of ants crawling in Mo Tingfeng's bones.

She stretched out her hand to untie the belt around his waist, but she couldn't find a way to do it and gave up. Then she lightly untied her shirt, her skin looming like gelatin. Mo Tingfeng quickly closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. His temples were beating fiercely, and his mind was shaking. A fishy sweetness surged up in his throat, and he suppressed it with all his strength.

"Why don't you dare to look?"

She whispered in his ear, slightly out of breath due to all this tossing. When the sound reached Mo Tingfeng's ears, it almost gave him a brain hemorrhage.

This goblin! !
"Weiwei, you..."

The words were stuck in his throat, and Mo Tingfeng clearly felt that she actually took his hand and put it on the softness of her chest. Although it was still separated by clothes... but the moment this realization entered his mind , I couldn't help but spit it out.

Mo Ting was in so much pain that he couldn't even open his eyes.

In a daze, everything around him was empty. The little man ran away and quickly came back. He took a wet warm towel and carefully wiped the blood stains on his lips and body. He also got some water and carefully fed him to drink.

After about a stick of incense, he gradually recovered.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Weichen, who was neatly dressed and had his hair done. He found a small stool and sat on the edge of the sofa. He put his hands on his face and stared at him intently with a pair of deer eyes.

If the backlash had not occurred for real, Mo Tingfeng would have felt that everything just now was like a dream.

Seeing that he seemed to have recovered, Song Weichen moved a little closer and winked at him.

"Are you still being tough?"