Chapter Seventy-Six: Lost Memories, First Encounter

It's almost time, and it's about to be seen, and at the last node, Yun Mo finally saw everything in front of him.

She stood next to the boy and looked in shock at the little girl who was talking across from her.

The same purple pupils, the same red marks, this girl is none other than Yun Mo when she was a child!

Yun Mo was not impressed at all, and even began to doubt the authenticity of all this, but Mu Cong'an's performance was the best proof.

Xiao Yunmo looked like she was about five years old, and her immature voice matched her adult-like expression very inconsistently.

The boy just glanced at her and lowered his head again, his pupils dilated, and there was no light in his eyes.

Mu Cong'an was only eight or nine years old, and he hadn't grown at all, if Yun Mo didn't know that this was indeed him, otherwise he would definitely not be able to recognize it.

Xiao Yunmo looked around and asked suspiciously, "Where is this?" The master threw her into a small dark room to practice, and somehow she got to such a place.

Mu Cong'an made up his mind not to pay attention to her, and just curled up in the corner.

Xiao Yunmo saw that he was shivering from the cold, so he walked over and put his coat on, squatted down and looked at Mu Cong'an.

Mu Cong'an looked at the strange clothes on his body, and looked up at Xiao Yunmo in confusion.

"You're the first one who hasn't been scared by my face. Saying this, Xiao Yunmo was not only not sad, but touched his face a little proudly, it was really cool to have a scary face.

Mu Cong'an was almost confused by that strange purple pupil.

Yun Mo behind her nodded, she shouldn't have learned how to control the power of this eye at that time, but then again, was she like this when she was a child?

Xiao Yun Mo simply sat down, she really didn't know how to go back, so that the master found out that she was going to be thrown into the jungle again, God knows what kind of survival desire she relied on to climb back.

"Alas. It's over. ”

Mu Cong'an moved to the side, isn't this girl going to leave? He just wants to be alone now.

Suddenly, an untimely cooing sound reached the ears of the two of them.

Mu Cong'an touched his belly, he hadn't eaten for three days, but when he thought of his father and mother dying in front of him, he could smell the disgusting smell of blood.

"Are you hungry?" Xiao Yunmo listened closely for a while, and then said with certainty: "Well, indeed. ”

Speaking of which, she was also a little hungry, and seeing that this guy was lost and depressed, she might as well go out by herself.

Yun Mo watched the little girl run out and didn't follow, but there was still what Xiao Yun Mo saw and thought in his mind. The corners of her mouth twitched, a little unwilling to admit that it was her.

Mu Cong'an didn't seem to pay attention to Xiao Yunmo from beginning to end, and his hatred almost drowned him in the boundless darkness.

What exactly did he go through, until now, Yun Mo still felt that this person was a mystery from beginning to end.

After a while, Xiao Yunmo ran in with a roast chicken, she broke a chicken leg first, and generously handed the rest to Mu Cong'an, anyway, she was hungry.

Mu Cong'an looked at the roast chicken that was stained with a lot of dust in front of him, and finally couldn't help but take it hungry. He looked up and found that Xiao Yunmo had several more injuries on his face.

"You....", as soon as the hoarse voice came out, even he himself was taken aback, he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Oh, it's okay, they're worse than me. Xiao Yunmo didn't think there was anything wrong, didn't she have to compete with others for food? That's how the master taught her.

Mu Cong'an felt that Xiao Yunmo didn't answer what he asked, and he didn't want to ask any more, so he devoured it.

Of course, Yun Mo knew what she was doing, but she directly singled out others in order to grab the roast chicken of those ruffians and hooligans, although it was only three or four teenagers. In short, with her own skills and a series of tricks, she still grabbed the roast chicken.