Seeing the woman in front of him abandon her reserved affectionate and sincere confession so much, Cang Wunian suddenly felt extremely suffocated in his chest, as if there was an invisible but extremely tough net covering his heart.

Awaken the soul!

There has never been a time when Cang Wunian was so desperate to have his own awakened soul as he is today. If he had never lost his soul, he would have been able to perceive that he must have loved the beautiful and persistent woman in front of him, and he would have been able to make the heaviest promise of his life without hesitation.

A wave of hatred welled up in his heart, accompanied by a deep sense of powerlessness - if his three souls were sound, I am afraid that it would be impossible for him to come to the human world, it would be impossible to know her, and it would be impossible for all this to happen now. It's as if they were destined to miss each other by birth.

Looking at Cang Wunian's face that suddenly became cold, Hua Chengcheng's body stiffened slightly, could it be that she wanted to follow him for this reason, but was disgusted by him? Or did Cang Wunian not like a woman like her who didn't know how to be reserved?

The blood in his chest was surging even more, and Cang Wunian couldn't help but push the painting away, quickly got up and got off, and rushed out of the door.

"Brother Wunian......" The inexplicable painting Allure watched Cang Wunian leave the room as quickly as if she was afraid of it, she wanted to get up and chase after her, but in the end she collapsed on the bed weakly.

Cang Wunian, who snatched out the door, flashed to a no-man's corner of this inn, and as soon as he stabilized his body, the blood and qi tumbling in his chest could no longer be suppressed.

With a "poof", a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. After all, tonight was not lightly injured, and he had indeed activated the Soul Burning Spell before, although it did not burn out the two souls and seven spirits in his body, it still caused a lot of damage to his body.

In his current state, he should have been recuperating and pranayama, but in order to understand the "Night Shengge" in the body of the painting Allure, he unconsciously used his mana again. Later, in the face of the confession of the painting Allure, he couldn't perceive the love, but he was affected by the anger in his body, which undoubtedly made his injuries worse.

"Damn!" Cang Wunian wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth hatefully, and cursed in a low voice.

At this moment, he didn't know why he was angry, for the deep affection that he couldn't respond to, or for the demon clan's calculation of him.

Forcibly suppressing the blood qi in his body that was trying to surge up again, Cang Wunian sighed deeply and looked up at the bright moon in the night sky. Solving Gu Wentian tonight can be regarded as solving a piece of his heart disease in the past ten years, but for some reason, his heart did not feel relaxed because of this, but felt more and more dull and depressed.

After a long time, he shook his head helplessly and flew back to the door of the wing.

As soon as I stepped into the door, I saw Hua Chengcheng huddled in the corner of the bed tightly with the quilt in her eyes.

Cang Wunian was shocked, how could he forget that the previous thoughts and divine exchanges were just the antidote to the coquettish medicine in her body, and what would really kill her was the "haunting dream" she was planted by Ji Wuxin.

He didn't say anything just now, and after listening to her reveal his heart, he pushed her away slightly rudely and then snatched the door, presumably his action must have made this sensitive woman misunderstand something.

"Painting......" Cang Wunian called softly, and hurriedly walked to the side of the bed.

Hearing someone call her, Hua Chengcheng raised her head with some difficulty, and after seeing the person who came, the tears that had slowly slipped down before suddenly burst out like a spring.

"Painting, don't cry, I'm not good. I just ......" I was at a loss to be comforted, but when I opened my mouth, I found that I couldn't explain it. Could it be that he told her that he had left in a hurry just to keep her from seeing him vomit blood?

hurriedly wanted to wipe away the tears from her face, but as soon as her fingertips touched her cheeks, Cang Wunian couldn't help but tremble slightly—her tears were so cold.

It turns out that when trying to comfort a woman, the three words "stop crying" are often ineffective. What's more, at this time, the painting Allure was already a Gu poison attack, and the double torment of body and soul, these tears couldn't be stopped even if they wanted to.

Thinking of the appearance of her two previous Gu poison attacks, Cang Wunian sighed in his heart, scooped her up from the corner, and hugged her into his arms.

"Painting, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Cang Wunian gently rubbed her back and whispered.

After a few days of contact, painting Allure has become very accustomed to and covets his warm embrace. She originally thought that Cang Wunian was willing to embrace her into his arms, and even kissed her tonight, and used the idea of mana condensation to relieve her of the enchanting medicine in her body, at least it showed that there was a place for her in his heart.

But she could not understand why, when she showed her heart to him and wanted to be by his side all the time, his face did not show the slightest hint of joy, but looked very embarrassed and angry.

In the view of Hua Chengcheng, if you like someone, you should be as eager as her to stay with each other. Since the first acquaintance, Cang Wunian has always been quite concerned about her attitude, and the seemingly indifferent and ruthless eyes often reveal a faint look of worry, if you don't care about a person, cold as him, how can you be close to her again and again.

But now that the painting is completely unconfident, she suddenly remembered what Ji Wuxin said, she said that he was a person who was so cold that he seemed to have no soul.

Leaning weakly on his shoulder, the coldness around her began to gradually dissipate, and she was helpless, she despised why she was so greedy for this man's arms. But whenever she felt a chill all over her body, his embrace could indeed relieve her pain.

After a while, the mind of painting Allure gradually became clearer, and his body was not as stiff and sluggish as Fang Cai. She turned her head slightly, wanting to see Cang Wunian's face, but there was a faint smell of blood coming from the tip of her nose.

"Brother Wunian, you ...... Are you hurt?" Hua Chengxiu frowned, hurriedly straightened up, and stared at Cang Wunian's face with a worried expression.

The candles in the room were shining, and the painting Allure effortlessly saw his handsome but pale face under the lamplight.

"It's okay...... It's just a small injury. Cang Wunian pulled out a smile that made him look as light as possible now, and said softly.

Hua Chengcheng's brows furrowed even deeper, although her medical skills were not as good as her aunt's, but the face of the current blanket thought clearly said that his current situation was very wrong. What's more, she has never had any contact with a man, Cang Wunian is the first man to enter her heart and be ambiguously entangled with her, and the smell of his body is like engraved in her mind, and she can't forget it.

And now she could clearly smell the peculiar aura of his body mixed with a faint smell of blood, if it weren't for the severity of the injury, how could he explain his pale face at the moment.

A touch of displeasure swelled in his heart, a few days ago in his house, he clearly promised her that he would face any difficulties with her, but now it is good, he clearly wants to hide everything from her.

Thinking of this, the pretty face of the painting fell into the city, and he reached out and grabbed Cang Wunian's wrist in a hurry.

It's not the first time I've taken his pulse, and his pulse is still the same as the first time, which makes her feel it inreally. But unlike the first time he was hit by Ji Wuxin's poisonous armor, this time he clearly felt his pulse beating in a disorderly manner: sometimes majestic and powerful, as if something restless was surging in his body, and sometimes it was ethereal, almost imperceptible without feeling it carefully, as if it would disappear at any time.

Letting go of his wrist, Hua Chengcheng couldn't help but pout and push him angrily.

Leng Buding was pushed by the woman in front of him, and the defenseless Cang Wunian actually hit the bed with a "bang", and hit his vest impartially. In that position, when he was fighting with Gu Wentian before, after both knocking each other into the air, he had slammed into the stone pillar of the altar.

Although the strength of painting Allure City now cannot be compared with Gu Wentian, this sudden impact still makes him gasp in pain. It had been more than an hour since he was injured, and he didn't have the slightest time to recuperate, and the restless Seven Spirits in his body had long been out of his control, all of which undoubtedly made his injury worse.

There was another surge of qi and blood, Cang Wunian only felt a sweetness in his throat, although he tried very hard to suppress it, but a trace of blood finally overflowed the corners of his mouth uncontrollably.

This scene was painful and angry, of course she knew that with the little strength she had just now, it was not enough to hurt Cang Wunian, and now he was spitting blood because of it.

"Liar, Brother Wunian is a big liar!" Hua Chengcheng clenched his fists fiercely, with tears in his beautiful eyes, and scolded in a low voice.

Cang Wunian closed his eyes helplessly, and simply leaned on the head of the bed, a bitter smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "I just don't want you to worry." Over the years, I've gotten used to it. ”

are used to it......

Hearing these words, Hua Allure immediately remembered that when he was in his house, he slept in a very awkward position all night in order to take care of her. When he woke up the next day, he also said lightly, "I'm used to it."

How many years have it been, and how many adversities she has been used to.

"Since Brother Wunian can get used to any pain, why can't he get used to Allure?Why can't he be honest with Allure?"

"......" Cang Wunian was dumbfounded. This question is really tricky, and it makes him unable to think of a suitable reason to answer it for a while.

Seeing that Cang Wunian stared at his face and didn't speak, Hua Chengcheng's fist clenched even tighter, almost inserting his nails into the palm of his hand.