It's her......

There are some things that Ah Mo will never say to him, not because he doesn't trust him, but because he doesn't want to change his state of mind.

Knowing that it was the daughter of his enemy, why should he let a person who influenced his state of mind bear the name of Chongkui, a sinner?

"Are you Burning Moon?" Xiao Shulou looked at her in disbelief.

It turns out that mysterious face, does it look like this?

It's like a trick of fate, how can she and Chongkui be so similar?

Chongkui frowned, although she couldn't see him clearly, but she vaguely felt that she knew this person......

In this era, there are not many people she knows, but the few are people she can trust.

If there was any murderous aura, even if it was just a little bit, she could detect it.

She nodded lightly and muttered, "Who are you?"

"I'm ......" Xiao Shulou just wanted to speak, and the footsteps of Feng Mo coming in sounded outside.

He walked in a hurry, holding in his hand a piece of Ugin, a black one, as thick as a finger.

"Ugin is very hard, it belongs to fine iron, and it has already filtered impurities, even if it is the flame of an alchemist, it is difficult to refine any impurities from it. ”

Feng Mo didn't notice Xiao Shulou's expression, at this moment he was thinking about the wound caused by the puppet rope, and he really wanted to see if this girl could be healed.

Chongkui nodded, took out another medicine bottle, bit the cork, poured a few pills directly into his mouth, and took Ugin in his hand very boldly.

With a hard grip on his fingers, Chongkui made up his mind to urge his spiritual power, leaving Ugin suspended in mid-air.

As soon as she used her spiritual power, the wound became even more painful, causing the sweat on her forehead to fall down in large pieces.

She didn't have much spiritual power in her body, and she was completely sucked away by the puppet rope before, but because the pure spirit body could directly absorb spiritual power, she could barely use some of it.

Xiao Shulou saw her so reluctantly, and couldn't help but want to help, but was blocked by Feng Mo.

"She has her own measure, and no one else can help her. ”

After Ugin levitated, Chongkui's other hand slowly drilled out the alchemist's flame, and the red flame calcined Ugin, and gradually, Ugin was burned red.

Her hands began to tremble, but there was not the slightest expression of fear or hesitation on her face.

The red-hot Ugin turned down slightly, aiming precisely at the wound in his abdomen.

Feng Mo's expression was a little tense, as if he knew what she was going to do next, so he turned his gaze away.

Then he heard the sound of burnt flesh, accompanied by a burnt smell.

Chongkui directly let the red-hot Ugin penetrate along the wound caused by the puppet's rope, and the flames of the alchemist on Ugin quickly burned the shimmer of flesh and blood, leaving only a charred black.

Chongkui roared in pain and fainted directly.

Xiao Shulou hurriedly used his spiritual power to pull out Ugin and throw it on the ground.

"She's such a ......" Feng Mo dared to turn his gaze back, and couldn't help but say, "A madman!"

"It's crazy. Xiao Shulou muttered, looking down at Chongkui's pale face, "Help her bandage her wounds." ”

"The wound is gone. "Feng Mo is only a little familiar with medicine, but when it comes to bandaging wounds, people like them who have been trained since childhood naturally understand it very well.

After bandaging the wound on Chongkui's abdomen and dealing with her injuries and burns on her legs, Feng Mo found that this friend, who had always been indifferent, seemed to be a little different today.