Some of the leaves pierced through the beast's hard scale armor and stuck in the gaps in the scales.

The beast let out an earth-shattering howl and began to fight back.

The fight between a demon and a beast can be described as very spectacular, with dust and sand flying, and dazzling all kinds of moves.

The strength of this demon and beast is comparable, and the fight lasted for more than an hour without distinguishing the winner.

And Mojiu looked for the dustless figure in between their fights.

Originally, Wuchen was caught by the dryad, but the dryad ran for his life to protect himself, so he couldn't care about Wuchen at all. Then he should have been left where he was, why couldn't Mo Jiu find him even after searching this place?

At times like this, Mo Jiu would think of the various modern communication tools in his previous life. And now she can only look for it over and over again, and there is no way to contact Wuchen.

When she went to the Black Stygian Forest and lost her dust, how would she explain? Wuchen didn't use this place, she forced him over, but now she doesn't know his life and death.

Mo Jiu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, almost tying a knot.

And at this time, the battle between a demon and a beast also came to an end, and they each rested for a while.

The dryad had a lot fewer branches, and the beast was also wearing a lot of colors, lying on the ground panting.

Mo Jiu wondered if she could easily get rid of them if she had gone over and stabbed each of them at this time.

Mo Jiu didn't just think about it, she did. She got up, clenched the python whip in her hand, and took two steps forward.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in my head.

"You'd better not think you'll be able to fix them now."

Mo Jiu's footsteps stopped, and he slowly turned around to look at the beautiful young man who was leaning under the tree, lazy.

"Where were you just now?"

"What? Did the ink gentleman find his envoy? ”

Originally, Mo Jiu didn't care about Wuchen's tone, but after she was anxious to find it for a long time, she suddenly heard his tone, and it was inexplicably angry.

"Since the envoy is fine, Mo Jiu will take his leave."

After Mo Jiu finished speaking, he turned around and left, so as not to make people laugh like a fool.

But as soon as she took a step, her hand was held by a warm hand, and she could not take another step.

Mo Jiu frowned and turned his head, his voice impatient: "What does this mean?" ”

The good-looking phoenix eyes on the dustless and fair face narrowed slightly, and the thin lips were slightly raised, reflecting the light of the snow on the shore of the ice and snow lake, which made the noble young man cover with a layer of soft color.

"Are you worried about me?"

Wuchen's voice softened a little with his good mood.

Mo Jiu lowered his eyes and looked at the hand held by the two. The two fair-skinned and slender hands are held together, which is as pleasing to the eye as a painting.

It's just that someone has forgotten that they have a heavy cleanliness fetish? Holding hands like this, will you waste a handkerchief later?

Wuchen didn't wait for Mo Jiu's answer, only to see him look down at the two holding hands, and Wuchen's mind was inexplicably a little better.

Mo Jiu didn't ask, and Wuchen began to explain to her the battle of this demon and beast.

"This envoy just let you go to the Ice and Snow Lake because I know that the Ice Beast is about to wake up. The Ice Grass at the bottom of the Ice Lake has grown, and it will be desperate to protect the Ice Grass. The dryad didn't know the habits of the Ice Beast and hid underground, and the Ice Beast thought that it was going to be bad for the Ice Grass, so it would be so desperate. ”

Mo Jiu's slightly drooping eyelashes were raised, looking at Wuchen, a pair of clear peach blossom eyes seemed to be full of stars, a bright and moving feeling.