"Wait."

Mu Yunjin's face twisted slightly, "You said that you didn't do anything?" ”

"Hmm."

Mu Yunjin nodded and agreed with his statement, "Now it can only be like this, the enemy is in the dark, we are in the light, the initiative is in their hands, we are very passive." ”

"We haven't had anything to do for the past two days, will it be ...... Did you really do something on the blood glass beads? Maybe they're waiting for us to find it. ”

Suddenly, the little fox's ears moved, and she looked at Feng Mochen strangely, not knowing if it was her auditory hallucination, she heard his muffled snort.

The voice is so soft that you can't hear it at all if you don't listen carefully.

The man looked at each other, but the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he winked at her.

Mu Qingluo was slightly stunned, missing his quietly hanging hand.

Feng Mochen's hands were hidden in his sleeves, and his hands were clenched tightly, as if he was enduring something, but his face was still light and light.

Just because he didn't want that little guy to worry.

"It's getting late, let's rest early, now we must recuperate, that fierce battle will be launched anywhere."

Mu Yunjin said in a cold voice.

-

At night, the little fox's moist eyes stared directly at Feng Mochen's face, as if asking him why he didn't sleep for a long time.

Feng Mochen was helpless by her, his eyes flashed slightly, and he held her in his arms, and his voice was slightly teasing.

"Little one, why don't you sleep yet? Well? ”

The little fox rolled in his arms, his eyes shining brightly, as if he was coquettish.

"I'm afraid it's not safe at night lately, you go to sleep first, and I'll watch you."

The little guy wilted in an instant, drooped his head, jumped out of Feng Mochen's arms, and looked at him miserably.

Feng Mochen's heart moved slightly, but he was finally defeated, and his beautiful face was full of helplessness and pampering.

"Sleep, I'll be with you."

He tucked the little one into the mattress, and it was dark and silent.

Just when the little fox's eyes were about to close, she heard Feng Mochen's gentle voice sounding faintly in her ears.

"Little one, I miss ...... so much"

Feng Mochen's tone was full of longing, like a fish in his throat, slightly hoarse and sour.

The little fox looked at him in a daze, and his beautiful and slender paws gently rested on his warm and white hands.

Feng Mochen held the claw carefully as if he were holding a treasure in his hand.

"Sleep."

His voice was like an elegant, deep cello, as if it had magical power, and the little one slowly closed his eyes.

Even in the dark, Feng Mochen can be everything, he looked at the little guy's heavy sleeping face, his eyes were reluctant, and the heavy feelings seemed to swallow him.

In fact, he already knew that the little fox in front of him was Mu Qingluo, and he also guessed her true identity-

Qingqiu nine-tailed fox.

The familiarity that came from the depths of his soul was so strong that he couldn't ignore it.

He never knew love before, he thought that he would be lonely for a long time, but he met her.

How incredible, I don't know if she knows, he only loves her, not Mu Qingluo.

Perhaps, as Destiny says, in his life, he will fall in love with someone and ......

He would have killed her with his own hands.

How ridiculous is it to kill her with your own hands?

He couldn't do it, and he was even reluctant to hurt her in the slightest.

As early as a thousand years ago, he was under the Gu of the demon king and demon spirit, and the Gu poison in his body was not cleared, and just a few days ago, he was injured by the cat demon, once he was injured by the demon clan, the Gu poison in his body would attack again.

He could clearly feel the poisonous gas running through his body, spreading everywhere, and he was trying to suppress him.