Just like this time, after disappearing for so long, he suddenly appeared, but after saving her, he only said a word to send her back.

Raising his wrist and turning it around, the previous white light had disappeared, and there was a circle of light green vines where the pulse could be felt.

The wind blows silently, and it is as quiet as the texture of the age.

"What is his identity in this plane?"

There was no sound to answer her.

"Furballs?"

[Asking me?] The hairballs quickly burrow out of the fruit and puff up their somewhat wet hairs.

......: "Is there anyone else here?"

Looking at the hollow fruit on the plate, Mo Xi raised his eyebrows lightly, and shed a trace of lazy charm, which was very meaningful.

Maoqiu coughed lightly, [He is a wood spirit, according to the Jianghu, a mysterious treasure-level existence in the martial arts. 】

So he's not human this time?

Having experienced the plane of Hotaru, Mo Xi was not surprised by this.

Wash the fur ball and close the curtains when it is fluffy and dry.

[You're going to sleep now?] 】

"The patient should have the patient's consciousness." Mo Xi pulled the quilt over and covered it.

Now that she has a relationship with her in the furball, she wants to know what to ask directly, but she prefers to explore it herself rather than be a god in the transparent world.

"That's good." With him, she can also have such a freewheeling life that she couldn't think of before.

That's nice.

The furball's scurling body stopped, and the fur returned to its previous softness, and it looked at the host suspiciously, making a questioning single sound, but it was a soft sound that was smooth and sleepy.

A dreamless night.

The next day, when Bai Tianyu pushed the door and entered, Mo Xi was already waiting for him.

Mo Xi's mind flashed the image of him coming in earlier.

Does this man not have the habit of knocking on the door, or does he not know such etiquette?

Combining his temperament and identity, Mo Xi is more inclined to the latter.

"Do you remember your parents?"

Mo Xi shook his head.

Bai Tianyu approached, "You are the Qinghuang Princess of the Imperial Dynasty, I will send you back to the palace now, and your family will tell you about your past at that time." ”

There was no foreshadowing, the tone was homely, and there was no worry at all that she couldn't accept it.

Ink paused.

It's kind of weird.

How can I say it, I feel that the person in front of me should be a fairy-like gentle and beautiful son, but his performance in front of him is different from his imagination.

Mo Xi thought of his true figure.

Could it be that his personality is as hidden as the deity?

Bai Tianyu reached out and pulled up Mo Xi, and held her little hand in her hand so naturally.

"Recovering well."

"Just look at it?"

"I can do it."

As a wood spirit, he has abilities that others don't have.

"After you rescued me, who helped me change my clothes?" Mo Xi asked suddenly.

Bai Tianyu was stunned for a moment, and then spoke without any hesitation.

"Me."

"......" Why does it seem that there is something wrong?

Teenager, are you taking it for granted?!

And this hand, what kind of operation is it so natural?

However, Mo Xi naturally would not take the initiative to get rid of him.

It has nothing to do with the cover of amnesia, she originally came at him, he is so generous, and she still follows the ancient woman's routine to do something.

"Wait."

Moxi's words only reached Maoqiu's ears.

"Why do I think he's a bit like me?"

The hairball was stunned, [How is it like the law? 】

Mo Xi was gentle and indifferent on his face, but he pondered in his heart.

He behaved exactly like she did now.

It's like having the same idea.