Originally, Wuchen didn't do anything, but she was standing next to her, and she had a more or less dependent psychology in her heart. Because in her subconscious, when she really encounters danger, Wuchen will come to her aid.

But now that he knows that he has no spiritual power, and it is because of her that she is in such a situation, she can't do whatever she wants like before.

First, with her three-legged cat kung fu, it is not clear whether she can protect herself, not to mention that she still has to take care of him.

Seeing that Mo Jiu was pondering, Wuchen said: "You don't have to take care of the envoy, although the envoy has no spiritual power, he still has the ability to protect himself." But the beasts here are extremely ferocious, so you have to be careful. ”

Hearing Wuchen say that he had the ability to protect himself, Mo Jiu relieved himself a little.

"Let's go, let's go to the lake. If a beast appears, protect yourself. ”

As he spoke, Mo Jiu turned around and was about to walk towards the lake. But as if remembering something, he glanced back at the pale Wuchen, took his wrist and walked forward.

Ever since Wuchen said that he was the same age as her, Mo Jiu automatically regarded him as a younger brother. It's also a lot more natural to talk to him.

After all, her age in her previous life was older than her current body, and although Wuchen spoke a little old-fashioned, she was younger than her after all, not to mention that she was still a man now, and it was natural to hold hands.

And Wuchen lowered his eyes to look at the wrist that was being held, narrowed his eyes slightly, and hooked the corners of his lips.

This feeling of being protected also seems good?

Wuchen flipped his hand and broke free of Mo Jiu's palm. Mo Jiu's wrist was withdrawn, and he raised his eyes to look at Wuchen.

Wuchen held Mo Jiu's hand and said, "It's still like this, it's not safe to hold your wrist, and when there is really danger, what if you leave me and run away?" ”

Mo Jiu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Does she look insecure?

Besides, isn't the messenger very powerful? Why is your face so pale? And so insecure. But now it looks very much in line with his age.

Mo Jiu stretched out his other hand and put it on Wuchen's forehead to probe the temperature.

A slightly cool temperature came from his forehead, and the dust-free eyes became deep. He lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the emotion in his eyes.

After probing the temperature, Mo Jiu was relieved. I didn't have a fever, but I didn't have my spiritual power, so I was a little frightened.

Mo Jiu turned his head, but he didn't let go of Wuchen's hand, and pulled Wuchen forward.

Mo Jiu's hands were slightly cold, but his dustless hands were warm. Wuchen walked forward with Mo Jiu, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The two of them hadn't walked a few steps before a pale blue lake appeared in front of them. The lake was even more pale blue against the surrounding snow.

The water of the lake is so clear that you can count the number of pebbles at the bottom of the lake at a glance, but you don't see any small fish.

Mo Jiu paused vigilantly. Just about to pull out the hand holding Wuchen, but he held it back, Mo Jiu sighed lightly and said, "Could it be that you don't want to deal with the dirt on your body?" ”

Wuchen listened to this, and finally let go, just half-tilted his head, squinted his phoenix eyes slightly, and raised his tone slightly.

"Processing? This envoy is full of dirt all over his body, what are you going to do with it? Is it possible to bathe the envoy? ”

Mo Jiu really wanted to slap this child with an impure idea. How old is he? What kind of nonsense is your mind full of? Besides, it's not like she hasn't seen his body.

Now Mo Jiu remembered it, don't look at Wuchen, who looks pure and handsome, but he is terminally ill......