Murong danced the needle quickly and steadily, and finally, the last needle was stably inserted into the acupuncture point on the back of Murong Chen's neck.
The mountains are green, the wind blows, and the leaves rustle.
With your eyes closed, your ears seem to be sharper, and the rushing sound flows into your ears, and your heart seems to be more peaceful.
Where is this place?
Murong Chen's mind is completely dizzy now.
Oh, he seems to be in a mountain.
But why is he winding in the mountains?
He seemed to be holding something in his hand.
His hand softened and he let go.
Murong Feng watched as he let go of his hand without any fluctuation.
The red hand that was scratched quietly dropped down and was exposed in the air.
After letting go of what he was holding, Murong Chen couldn't hold on any longer and fell backwards.
He fell heavily to the ground with a bang.
After letting go of Murong Feng's hand, his body became colder slowly, but he felt nothing about him.
He had almost lost all feeling and fell to the ground.
He seemed to be liberated from somewhere.
Some fragments flashed through his mind.
He seemed to be hit by something, and then he ended up here.
Where is this place?
"I love you" seemed to be the voice of the wind.
The words "I love you" appeared in Murong Chen's mind again, and he was slightly stunned.
He always knew what Feng meant, but they never pierced the window paper and kept pretending to be stupid.
Why did Feng do this?
Now Murong Chen has become real.
The illusions are constantly intertwined and eroding his spirit.
His head begins to hurt.
He wants to reach out to hold his head, but he can't.
"Chen wait for me."
A low voice sounded in his ears.
Although it was small, he still heard it.
"Who are you?"
Murong Chen asked, but there was no response.
There was darkness in front of me, and I suddenly felt a little cold.
I wanted to hear that voice again, but there was silence all around.
"Chen, wait for me."
The voice sounded so familiar again.
Who is he?
Who is speaking?
Why do you ask him to wait for him?
His eyes were stimulated and he couldn't help but open them.
His blurred vision suddenly recovered.
When he saw Murong Feng standing there coldly, he was stunned for a moment.
The familiar and unfamiliar person made him a little uncertain.
The cold eyes seemed to be looking at a pile of dead ashes, lifeless.
This is not Feng Murongchen is sure that Feng will not look at him with this look, and it is impossible for him to fall to the ground.
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Here, someone suddenly wakes up, but the energy in his body is still draining.
He wants to get up, but he has no strength at all.
What happened just now began to flow back.
That sound of love was not what the wind said.
Murong Chen thought of the words "I love you" just now, the throbbing at that time, and the satisfaction at that time.
At this time, he only felt sad, angry, and embarrassed, which always made him feel sad and angry.
His shameful feelings were exposed so nakedly, which made him extremely embarrassed.
Murong Chen fell to the ground and looked coldly at the person pretending to be Murong Feng in front of him.
He said nothing, but the bloodthirsty murderous intent in his eyes could not be stopped.
The fake Murong Feng knew that he was exposed, but still had no mood swings and looked at him without saying a word.
"Brother" Xiaoxiao kept yelling.
This time, Murong Chen heard it and looked in Xiaoxiao's direction.
Xiaoxiao saw that Murong Chen discovered it and didn't react for a moment.
The barrier was useless.
Xiaoxiao looked at it and bumped directly into it.
This time the barrier disappeared automatically.
After making sure that nothing was blocking it, the purple soul rushed towards Murong Chen.
"Big brother, he is not the second brother," Xiao Xiao shouted while rushing.
Murong Chen saw Xiaoxiao and felt even more embarrassed.
Xiaoxiao had seen it all and he knew it.
The last thing Murong Chen wants now is for this to be exposed, no matter who it is Xiaoxiao rushed over as fast as he could, his purple soul flashing, hostile to the fake Murong Feng.
"Brother, you were controlled in your dream and you must wake up now."
Xiaoxiao was able to float up again and stood guard next to Murong Chen, looking at the dummy fiercely.
Dreamland, this is his dreamland, but why is it this dream?
The fake Murong Feng in front of him showed no trace of frustration or anger, and was still slightly lifeless.
His originally deep and cold eyes seemed hollow at this time.
Xiaoxiao didn't know why Murong Chen had such strong murderous intention.
Even though he had no strength now, his momentum was extremely powerful.
He just thought that Murong Chen was angry when he discovered that he had been deceived.
The most urgent thing for them now is to wake up Murong Chen.
Murong Chen looked at Xiaoxiao and asked him to wake up.
"Brother, use your mind," the little boy said loudly to Murong Chen without turning his head, staring closely at the fake Murong Feng.
Murong Chen followed the small words and began to use his thoughts to wake himself up.
Jiefeng looked straight at him and did not stop him.
It was useless.
Murong Chen looked at Murong Feng's indifference, and his murderous intention became even stronger.
He had already blocked the road.
In his opinion, Murong Feng's current indifference was a mockery of him, his forbidden emotions, and his weakness.
Xiaoxiao found out that Murong Chen failed to use his mind, and saw that his murderous intention was now coming.
He was shocked.
The elder brother's mind was weak now, and only hatred was left to control him.
If this continues, both of them would be dead: