"This was originally the root of the old locust tree, but now the old locust tree is dead, and there is no way to escape from it unless it is a retreat."

Retreat? Isn't that the power of the earth spirit? But she is not an earth spirit power, and there is no such spell to use.

Suddenly, Mo Jiu's eyes lit up, and he squeezed out some flattering smiles, and said, "I seem to remember that you can use the Escape Technique." ”

Wuchen half-narrowed his phoenix eyes, and his voice was faint: "This envoy has just exhausted his spiritual power and can't use the Escape Technique. ”

Sure enough, the spiritual power was exhausted, no wonder the face was so ugly. Thinking of this, Mo Jiu began to blame himself a little.

"Then let's wait until you recover your spiritual power before going out."

"Spiritual power is not physical strength, and it cannot be recovered after an hour or two of rest."

Hearing Wuchen's words, Mo Jiu's heart sank instantly, and he asked, "How long will it take?" ”

Wuchen seemed to think seriously for a while and said, "If it's fast, it's three days, and if it's slow, it will take seven or eight days." ”

This answer was completely unexpected by Mojiu.

If what Wuchen said is true, it means that she wants to spend a few days and nights in this small space with Wuchen.

This space is where the roots of the old locust tree are located, and the area here is at most about ten square meters in size, so it will be inconvenient to spend a few days with Wuchen.

Besides, Mo Jiu is a woman dressed as a man, and in such a small space, there is no guarantee that his daughter will not be recognized.

Mo Jiu was seriously considering the possibility of digging a tunnel to get out.

There was suddenly a touch of coldness between her eyebrows, and Mo Jiu raised her eyes to see Wuchen's fingers on her eyebrows.

"Don't frown, it's not pretty."

The eyebrows were pressed by someone, and she couldn't frown, but the bulging eyebrow bones still showed that Mo Jiu was twisting her eyebrows at the moment.

"You care a lot about my appearance?"

Wuchen removed his fingers, his eyes were dark and difficult to distinguish: "It's just that I'm afraid that your ugly face will become more ugly and be disliked by your superiors." ”

After Mo Jiu crossed over, although her appearance was a little different from her previous life, she never thought that she looked ugly.

Let's not talk about whether she is ugly, Wuchen said that the emperor would dislike her for being ugly, how does this person judge people by their appearance? I remember that when she worshipped him as a teacher, she was even more ugly than now, why was he able to take her as an apprentice in the first place?

Wuchen saw that she seemed to be distracted, and hooked her lips slightly. Mo Jiu usually looks like a cunning fox, and he can't guess his true thoughts, but he is a little cute when he wanders.

"Lie to you."

Lie to what? Mo Jiu raised his eyelashes in confusion.

"Is the Venerable a superficial person who looks at the skin, but he can't look past it. You have a dirty face and don't plan to wash it? ”

What kind of bad joke is this? It's too cold, right?

Mo Jiu sighed softly and said, "I also want to wash my face, but there is nothing here, no wonder me." How far is it from the ground? ”

"Fifty zhang."

That's more than 1.6 km? Are you so deep underground?

Originally, it was much more difficult to dig from the bottom to the top than it was to dig from the top, and besides, there were no tools here, and she couldn't suddenly take out a shovel from the space to arouse Wuchen's suspicions.

After thinking about it, there was no other way but to wait for Wuchen to recover his spiritual power.

At this time, a touch of snow white suddenly floated towards her, and Mo Jiu subconsciously reached out to catch it. When you look closely, it's a ball of wet towels.

Towel? Mojiu remembered that there were no towels in this world. The kind of weaving of towels can only be woven by modern textile machines, but now in her hands is indeed towels......