I thought that at most I would crash into the emperor, or be intercepted by the emperor and fall down, but I never thought that when Mo Jiu fell, he would fall down with the emperor.

Because the emperor was a meat pad, Mo Jiu didn't fall directly to the ground. It's just that she didn't expect to fall down with Dizun, she was stunned, and actually lay on Dizun's body for a few seconds.

"You're going to keep pressing as a teacher?"

Mo Jiu heard Emperor Zun's magnetic voice sounding above his head, and he was embarrassed for a moment before he stood up.

"Master, the apprentice didn't mean it......"

He said apologies, but Mo Jiu found that it was really inappropriate to say this in this posture now. Moreover, she noticed that her heart was beating faster.

At this moment, Mo Jiu was half-supporting his body, but one hand was pressing on the emperor's wrist, like satin ink hair hanging down, and a few strands of hair fell on the emperor's mask, indescribably ambiguous.

Emperor Zun's eyes were deep, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

An unnatural flush appeared on Mo Jiu's face, he pulled the corners of his lower lip in embarrassment, his elbows were bent and straightened, and he was just about to get up, when suddenly his elbows were numb, and he hit Emperor Zun's body hard.

Because Mo Jiu was originally going to get up, her arms were also straining, but she didn't get up, and her recoil force made her fall several times heavier. This time it hit hard, and my shoulders and jaws hurt.

Mo Jiu hadn't recovered from the unexpected impact, and his mind was a little dazed. Why is it so hard to get up? Could it be that her body has become weaker?

"Xiao Jiu, is it comfortable to lie on the teacher?"

Emperor Zun's voice reminded Mo Jiu that he had failed to get up and lay on him again.

Mo Jiu hurriedly raised his head, but unexpectedly, his lips gently brushed the emperor's Adam's apple.

Mo Jiu paused briefly, only to find that there seemed to be a flame in Emperor Zun's eyes. Suddenly remembered that his current posture was very indecent, and he almost jumped up as if he was running away.

Emperor Zun is estimated to have been pressed by her twice, and he must have been annoyed. A person who loves cleanliness like him must have been annoyed and angry when he was pressed to the ground and didn't even have time to perform a cleansing technique.

Mo Jiu thought so, and said to the emperor on the ground flatteringly: "Master, the apprentice didn't mean it. Why don't you do a cleansing spell in vain? ”

Emperor Zun got up slowly, but did not use the cleaning technique, and reached out to touch his Adam's apple.

At this time, Mo Jiu also remembered the scene just now, and unconsciously reached out to touch his lips. After reacting to his actions, he was embarrassed, laughed dryly, and began to change the topic again.

"Did the master save the apprentice? Can you see dust-free? ”

Emperor Zun's gaze has always been on Mo Jiu, and when he saw her ask about Wuchen, the corners of his lips hooked, and said, "He's fine, this time it's just to help the teacher do something." But you, if you don't wash away your grievances, how can you be there? ”

Hearing that there was nothing to do without dust, Mo Jiu also let go of his heart. But he also thought about how to answer the questions raised by the emperor. If she said that she went there because she was worried about the emperor, he shouldn't believe it, right? After all, with her current spiritual power, she can only hold him back.

Mo Jiu thought for a moment, pondered the words, and said, "The apprentice heard that there is a strange thing about the disappearance of a young man in Xia Fei's country, and I want to find out, and I also want to share my master's worries. ”

A different color flashed in Emperor Zun's eyes, and he said, "Oh? Worried about the teacher? Tell me, what can be regarded as a worry for the teacher? ”