"King!"

Chasing the wind, he swept in front of Feng Wuwu, and plunged into the moat with Jun Mo Dye without hesitation.

For a time, the sparkling water on the river surface stirred up thousands of waves.

Feng Wuwu stood on the shore, leaned out slightly, overlooking the wet but not a trace of embarrassment in the moat, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, "The phoenix that falls into the water is not as good as a chicken." ”

Jun Mo ran most of his body was immersed in the cold river water, and the nameless fire that had just been stirred up by Feng Wuwu suddenly cooled, leaving only a cold silence in his eyes.

"Wang, are you alright?"

Chasing the wind stepped on the surface of the river on tiptoe, jumped in the air, and flew in a hurry, towards the direction where Jun Moran was.

It stands to reason that Jun Mo Dye is the god of war in the east, and his cultivation skills have reached the realm of divine transformation, and he should not be afraid of falling into the water.

Chasing the wind was extremely nervous because of this, he was deeply afraid that Jun Moran would fall into the water by accident, and remembered the tragic change in the Jun family.

Nine years ago, Jun Moran's parents died in battle. In order to protect his young sister Junfu, he hid with her in the blood-stained Huai River.

Rao is like this, and the enemy army of Nanqiang still gave a hunt and kill order to Jun Jiayu Gu. The coach of Nanqiang personally threw an overdose of poison into the Huai River, causing the fish and shrimp of the Huai River to die overnight.

At that time, Jun Mo Ran had already cultivated a good martial arts, and it was not difficult to be good alone. But in order to protect Jun Fu, he was stunned to protect her in his arms without saying a word, leaving all the armor around his body to her.

Three days later, reinforcements arrived from the east. Jun Fu is safe and sound, Jun Mo dyes five senses and six senses are lost, and his life is in danger.

The emperor of Donglin was grateful for the loyalty of the Jun family, and devoted all his efforts to save Jun Mozhi.

Xu is blessed by God, and the once desperate Jun Mo Dye miraculously survived.

It's just that since then, Jun Mo Ran has fallen into an incurable disease, and when he recurs, he lost all his senses and six senses, and after surviving it, he was no different from ordinary people.

However, what Chasing Feng is worried about is not Jun Moran's old illness, what he is more worried about is Jun Moran's heart disease...

"No problem."

Jun Mo's cold eyes touched the eyes of Chasing Feng's concern, and he was slightly moved.

Chasing the wind let out a long breath and was relieved, "Wang, my subordinates entrusted you to go ashore. ”

"Not necessarily."

Jun Moran raised his eyes and looked directly at the smiling Feng Wuwu on the shore.

Feng Wuwu didn't care, and even made a grimace at him, "Regent, do you know what it means to kill yourself if you do too much injustice?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that her ankles were controlled by a domineering and powerful brute force.

"What's that?"

Feng Wuwu hung her head, intending to take off her shoes to break free, but before she could react, she was dragged into the moat by brute force.

"Ahh

She exclaimed, slamming into the river with a hideous face.

In an instant, the sound of water was in an uproar, splashing Jun Mo's face.

He looked coldly at Feng Wuwu, who was scratching on the surface of the river like a dog, and said coldly, "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself." ”

"Help, help!"

Feng Wuwu is naturally afraid of water, and his water nature is extremely poor, and once he falls into the water, he becomes particularly passive.

"Ahem—"

She choked on several mouthfuls of cold water, only to feel that her lungs were about to burst, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

"Won't it drain?" Jun Mo stood firmly in front of Feng Wuwu, his thin lips lightly opened.

Chasing the wind glanced at Feng Wuwu, who was slowly sinking to the bottom of the river, and was also extremely confused.

The moat is extremely shallow, and the water level is at most below Feng Wuwu's chest line, even if she does not get wet, she will not drown.

"Wang, can you save it?"

"What are you doing to save him?"

Chasing the wind didn't see the kick that Feng Wuwu kicked at Jun Mo Ran's stamina, but Jun Mo Ran remembered it clearly.

With his past nature, if anyone dares to offend him like this, it is light to break his bones and scatter ashes.

Now, he was kind enough to leave a whole corpse for Feng Wuwu, which was an extrajudicial grace.