Chapter 193: How can it be the same person

Emperor Zun sighed lowly. The thick eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small dark shadow under the eyes.

"There is no more Xuanbing Grass in the Ice and Snow Lake."

"None? But Wuchen said......"

Emperor Zun looked at the look of surprise on Mo Jiu's face, and said, "The Xuanbing Grass was still there when he said it, but after that, you were taken away by the Dryad, and the Ice and Snow Lake was also destroyed by the Dryad. ”

Mo Jiu raised his eyes in surprise, what Emperor Zun said was indeed very reasonable, according to what he said, it was not strange that there was no Xuanbing Grass in the Ice and Snow Lake.

It's just that he knows that it will be too detailed? Wuchen is his messenger, and it's not surprising that Wuchen and he reported what happened, but even if it was an envoy, he wouldn't even report details like the destruction of the Ice and Snow Lake, right?

As he got closer, the cold aroma on the emperor's body became much clearer. Mo Jiu finally remembered where she had smelled the same aroma. It is dust-free.

There was a vague hypothesis that quickly took shape in his mind, and Mo Jiu was also stunned by his own speculation.

Is it possible? No matter what their size, the way they say it, and even their ages, they are very different, how can they be the same person?

However, she really hadn't seen the two appear at the same time. Although it is incredible, I feel that the guess in my heart is infinitely close to the truth.

This thought came suddenly, and Mo Jiu lowered his eyes and hid the emotion in his eyes. But from the emperor's point of view, Mo Jiu seemed to be distracted.

Emperor Zun frowned slightly. Why is he, a little apprentice, so easily distracted? Of course, it's nothing to wander in front of him, but if such a mind wanders in front of the enemy, it can be fatal.

"Let's go, when you get out of the Black Styx Forest as a teacher, I will give you Xuanbing Grass. Even if it is given to you now, you will not be able to keep it intact, so it is better for the teacher to keep it for you first. ”

Mo Jiu came back to his senses at this time, raised his eyes a little dazed, and said, "Thank you, Master." ”

This kind of Mo Jiu is a little more naΓ―ve than his usual shrewd appearance, so that the emperor can't help but want to reach out and pinch his cheek when he sees her look.

But he was stunned by his sudden thought, his brows twisted involuntarily, and he flicked his sleeves and flew down.

Because of the doubts in Mo Jiu's heart, he had an inquiring attitude towards the emperor's every move. But seeing him suddenly throw away his sleeves, he was a little confused.

Compared with dustlessness, Dizun's thoughts made her more incomprehensible. If there is still some fireworks on Wuchen's body, the emperor is like a god in the clouds, and he lacks that fireworks breath.

He just said that he had no reason to give her Xuanbing Grass, and it was because of this that she decided to go to the Ice and Snow Lake. But he suddenly changed his mind and said that he wanted to give it to him, would he be too fickle?

Thinking about it, since there was no Xuanbing Grass in the Ice and Snow Lake, there was no need for Mo Jiu to go to the Ice and Snow Lake again, so she thought about it for a moment and flew down with the Emperor.

The Black Forest was an unknown to her. While there is a danger of revealing one's identity, having someone who knows the terrain by your side is not just a bad thing.

When she flew down, she found that Emperor Zun had once again conjured up a table and chair, and some delicate snacks were placed on the table and chair.

This scene was not new to her, and there was once a teenager who conjured up delicate snacks like this.

Mo Jiu walked over and sat down opposite the emperor.

There are seven plates on the table, and the snacks on the plates are of various colors, and although I don't know how they taste, they look good and make people appetizing.

The emperor picked up one of the pieces of dim sum with chopsticks, repeated the technique, and covered his face with the wide sleeves of his robe to eat.