In the cave, Mo Jiu held his head and looked at the young man lying on the stone bed, his face full of puzzlement.

After a long time, the boy didn't wake up, and Mo Jiu calculated that it would be about an hour before he woke up, so he left the cave and went to get ready to eat.

But shortly after she left, the boy woke up.

The boy struggled to prop himself up, vigilantly observing his surroundings.

It wasn't until he was sure that there was no danger around him that he slowly lay back down.

The boy turned slowly to keep the wound on his back from being pressed.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a stone bed of animal skins. Among these hides were wolves, foxes, and even a bearskin.

The bearskin was so large that it covered the entire stone bed.

The boy guessed that the person who saved him should be a middle-aged man.

Thinking that the wound on his back had not been treated, he thought he was a careless rough man.

And his wounds were treated haphazardly.

Thinking about the sound of footsteps in his ears, the young man hurriedly propped himself up and looked at the entrance of the cave.

But instead of seeing the big man he had in mind, he saw a little girl.

Is this the child of a savior?

Mo Jiu carried some firewood on his shoulders and a wooden stick with grilled fish on it.

"Under Murong Han, thank you Ling Zun for rescuing." Murong Han got out of bed and arched his hand to Mo Jiu.

Murong Han !!

Villain boss?

Why did they meet so soon, shouldn't it be a month after returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion?

"Wait! What did you say? Lingzun? Mo Jiu, who had just reacted, looked at him in disbelief.

Murong Han nodded inexplicably, "Although I haven't seen Ling Zun yet, I believe that Ling Zun must be a chivalrous and courageous outsider." ”

"Emmm, I think you're right, but I don't know what kind of person my dad is, after all, I haven't seen him."

Murong Han was stunned for a moment and looked at Mo Jiu in disbelief.

Was it the one who saved him...... She?

Noticing his suspicious eyes, Mo Jiu cast a speechless look at him.

"Where do you think this is? This is the ghost forest, and it's already a miracle to be able to live here, but isn't it possible to live a bunch here? ”

Hearing her say this, Murong Han smiled embarrassedly.

Mo Jiu looked at him and shook his head, put down the firewood he was carrying on his shoulder, and handed the grilled fish in his hand to Murong Han.

"Let's eat!"

He took the grilled fish and cast a grateful glance at Mo Jiu.

Mo Jiu lowered his head and sorted out the firewood, while thinking: In the novel, this villain has made a big contribution to the death of the original owner. Now that he is injured and has difficulty moving, it is necessary to kill him to prevent future troubles.

Suddenly, Mo Jiu slapped his head.

Hey, forgot, this is the world of the novel, if this villain dies, how will the plot continue later.

Murong Han, who felt Mo Jiu's compassionate gaze, involuntarily moved to the side.

"Mo Jiu, my name." She took the wooden stick in Murong Han's hand and continued: "In a short period of time, you shouldn't be able to leave, then you can help me do things during this time, and when you are injured and leave, we will not owe each other." ”

Her idea is simple, she just doesn't want to have too much to do with the villain. And Murong Han didn't think so.

Is she distancing herself from me?

But why did she do it?

Murong Han was a little puzzled, and when he looked at Mo Jiu again, his eyes were filled with curiosity.