Gu Guoguo lowered his eyes slightly, shook his head and did not speak, and continued to walk silently.

But the struggling walking posture still betrayed her discomfort at this time, but she gritted her teeth and stubbornly didn't say anything.

Silent Jin saw her take a step and frowned, and then understood, waved her hand to find a shade out of the tree to rest, and saw Gu Guoguo stumbling into a place rich in vegetation.

Lonely Jinxun's face was slightly condensed, and he was still a little uneasy.

"I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Okay, big brother." Lin Li also nodded, he was also a little worried about Gu Guoguo's situation, and they also came out early, so the time was not very urgent.

A certain fruit stumbled into the forest, bared his teeth and sat down, looked left and right at no one, and then gently took off the cloth shoes.

As soon as the cloth shoes were taken off, she frowned, only to see that the cloth socks were stained red with blood, and a very faint scent of grass and blood hit her.

Gu Guoguo wrinkled his little face, what should I do! Because her blood fragrance will attract some demon beasts, she is rarely injured and bleeding, except for some special circumstances.

Lonely Jin Xun walked through the bushes, looked at her bleeding cloth socks and understood, with a rare hint of anger in her tone: "Why don't you say that the shoes don't fit?" It hurts along the way, why don't you say it? ”

Gu Guoguo was taken aback, and saw that it was Lonely Jinxun who wanted to hide the feet of the bleeding cloth socks behind her, she didn't say that she was afraid of being discovered by Lonely Jinxun, but now that he found out, she lowered her head and said weakly: "The shoes fit..."

In this way, Lin Jinxun was stunned for a moment, but remembered that the fruit ginseng was the same green shirt and long skirt all day long, and it turned out that the green shirt and long skirt were her magic clothes, which were used to protect her body on weekdays.

She was originally in the shape of grass and trees, and her rhizomes were delicate and she was not good at walking, but he didn't care about her before she had been bouncing around, and now, she turned into a human form without the protection of her magic robes, and she couldn't stand this long journey at all.

Silence Jin sighed, walked up to her, leaned over to remove her bleeding socks under Gu Guoguo's shocked gaze, and took out the crystal clear little foot.

He was an extremely clean person, and it could be said that he even had a habit of cleanliness, and it was hard to imagine that he would do such a thing.

Silent Jin Xun Junyi's face condensed slightly, stretched out his slender fingers, and directly performed a healing technique on the wound with his fingertips.

Gu Guoguo's eyes lit up, and he smiled brightly and said to Shan Jin: "Thank you." She said she was going to learn the spell too, and she thought she would be able to use it.

After Lin Jinxun healed his other foot as usual, he raised his eyes, so that Gu Guoguo, who had been looking at him, looked at him with four eyes, Gu Guoguo's eyes reflected him, plain white and neat robe, long ink-like hair tied with a crown of white jade hair, deep eyes, handsome face, rigorous and handsome.

For a long time, Gu Guoguo avoided his gaze with a little weakness to hide his sudden accelerated heartbeat, and withdrew his jade feet, as if there was still the scorching temperature in Lin Jinxun's hands on his feet.

Silent Jinxun's eyes didn't wave, and he got up and said, "I'm here to guard, you change your clothes back." ”

"Hmm." Gu Guoguo blushed slightly at this time, extremely well-behaved, in order not to cause trouble again, she consciously changed back into her magic clothes.

Salsa~

Behind him was the sound of clothes peeling, and a certain fruit didn't know whether it was a big nerve or believed that Lonely Jin was looking for a person, and he was not afraid to change his clothes in the forest.

And Lonely Jinxun, who was facing away from Gu Guoguo, had no waves in his face, and even his eyes did not squint, but the hand in his sleeve that was slowly clenched showed that he was in an unusual mood at this time.

There is still that cold and delicate touch in my hand...