But this pride made him lose control of his spiritual power, and his body began to fall down again.

Mo Jiu readjusted his posture and flew in front of Wuchen again: "Lord Messenger, when will we leave?" ”

Wuchen glanced at Mo Jiu lightly and said, "Since you are in such a hurry, let's set off now." ”

Mo Jiu just wanted to ask how to get over, but Wuchen had already ridden the spirit beast away from her.

Does Dustless mean let her control the flying technique to keep up with his spirit beasts?

Mo Jiu had just mastered the flying technique, and how could he keep up with a ninth-order spirit beast. But she never admitted defeat and did not call out to stop Wuchen.

Mo Jiu gritted his teeth and began to control his spiritual power, and as soon as his flight stabilized, he began to speed up.

Gradually, Mo Jiu flew more and more steadily, and the speed of his flight became faster and faster, but Wuchen was gone.

Mo Jiu didn't know the way to the Black Underworld Forest, and now that Wuchen was gone, she could only fly in the direction where Wuchen disappeared.

It's just that Mo Jiu doesn't set up a protective barrier, so when he speeds up, the wind around him hurts.

Originally, Mo Jiu still wanted to take out the goggles he used for skydiving from the space and put them on, but finally dismissed this idea.

If Wuchen is watching her from any corner, then her secret will be exposed.

Mo Jiu could only grit his teeth and continue to fly against the cold wind.

Mo Jiu flew for about half an hour, and there was a purple figure on the boulder below.

She was just about to fly down, but she didn't expect her spiritual power to disappear in an instant, and she fell straight down from the sky.

Without the flying technique, Mojiu's body fell straight down like a cannonball.

Mo Jiu wanted to take out the skydive, but Wuchen was underneath, and such an obvious tool could never be taken out.

Since Wuchen is down there, it won't really let her die here. She is a disciple of the emperor, he is the envoy of the emperor, he shouldn't let her fall here and die, right?

When Mo Jiu was about to hit the stone, a soft force from the bottom up slowed the speed of her fall, but the force disappeared immediately, and she still fell on the big stone.

But it felt soft underneath me, and there was no pain from hitting a stone.

Mo Jiu straightened up slightly, and raised his eyes to crash into a pair of deep eyes. She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, only then did she realize what kind of posture she was in now.

Her right hand was resting on Dustless's arm to support her body, while her other hand was resting on Dustless's chest. Her left leg was between the dustless legs.

Perhaps it was Mo Jiu's hand that inadvertently pulled over the dustless robe when it fell, the purple robe slipped off, and the snow-white robe inside was also opened, revealing a delicate smooth but firm skin texture.

Mo Jiu maintained this unusually ambiguous posture, frozen in place, almost petrified.

No matter how you look at this pose, it looks like she is strong and dusty......

In such an ambiguous air, the dust-free slightly open lips also seem to have a hint of charm.

Wuchen's lips moved, and his voice was a little hoarser than before: "Not yet?" Could it be that you really want to do something to the envoy? ”

Mo Jiu hurriedly got up and sat on the boulder with his back to Wuchen.

"Mojiu didn't mean to, I'm sorry."

I'm sorry? Wuchen's eyebrows frowned, and he slowly arranged his clothes, and said, "Since you feel sorry, you should be responsible." ”

Mo Jiu didn't know why he was beautiful, turned to look at Wuchen, and said, "What is your responsibility?" ”