Chapter Twenty-Three: Hurting

When Jia Chunhua and Mo Xiaobao were walking on the way home, Jia Chunhua suddenly remembered that he was going to Lao Zhang's house to get something, so he asked Mo Xiaobao to go back first.

Mo Xiaobao was wearing a red wedding dress, walking around the small village, she was not in a hurry to go home, the air in this ancient world was extremely refreshing, even in winter, there was no call for haze.

Walking and walking, I came to a remote lake pool, the surrounding trees have hung hoarfrost, the pond has been covered with a thick layer of ice, far away, the jade mountain winds and lies, curved like white mang, so that the sky, the snow and the field are integrated. Gradually, the jade tree branches were like white smoke, all the way to the distance, connecting with the jade mountain in the distance.

Mo Xiaobao was in high spirits, thinking about going down and sliding around...

She was a southern girl in her previous life, and she had always heard about the fun of winter in the north, but now there was no one there, and she couldn't bear to walk on the ice.

The pool of water was lit like a mirror, and as soon as she stood up, she felt the uncontrollable slipping of her feet, squinted, and let go of the ice and scurry.

According to the water and ice, sweeping the snow and jade as dust, Xiao Ying is impressive, and under the ice surface, black objects appear and are slowly marching.

Suddenly, a voice full of resilience appeared behind Mo Xiaobao.

"Girl, do me a favor."

Mo Xiaobao was taken aback by this voice! A fierce spirit, uncontrollably planted backwards! Only then did she realize that she had slipped into the middle of the lake, and there was a wow, not big, and a man was stroking the ice, struggling to climb out, looking very depressed!

The man looked at the behemoth above his head, avoided it, sighed helplessly, and then let out a muffled snort, completely lost consciousness, hit his forehead on the ice teeth, and fell back into the ice cave...

Mo Xiaobao realized that he had made a big mistake! His face was pale and terrible, and at this moment, the voice of the system appeared:

"Xiaobao, saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, come and take on a new mission, save five people from danger, and each head can get 2 points! Mission status (0/5), do you pick it up? ”

Mo Xiaobao didn't hesitate at this time: "Of course I took it!" ”

Quickly held the man's ice hand trapped in the cold lake, and took a few breaths of air before dragging the person up!

She has to thank her tonnage, otherwise how could she drag it up, such a big person!

Mo Xiaobao swept away the green silk on the man's cheeks, and soon, a face of anger jumped into her eyes!

The face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, like the flower of spring dawn, the sideburns are like a knife, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, and the eyes are like autumn waves.

The sunken eyes trembled in pain, and it was not difficult to see that the frowning brows were hiding some pain.

There was a hole in the corner of his forehead, and bright red blood droplets slowly flowed, staining the white ice surface under his body, and the soaked black clothes on his body formed a stark contrast with Mo Xiaobao's bright red.

The wet clothes outlined the man's majestic figure very conspicuously, and along the wide open mouth, Mo Xiaobao could even see the faint vest line!

Boom –

Mo Xiaobao swallowed his saliva uncontrollably, and then quickly came to his senses, panicked, and wiped the blood hole on the man's forehead!

She hadn't forgotten that the injury was self-inflicted! She sat on the man's head with an unstable center of gravity, which is the main reason for the coma!

Don't dare to delay longer, Mo Xiaobao dragged the man's arm and dragged him out of the ice, and this drag, a straight blood mark appeared again...

She suddenly thought of a horror story in which the old lady used the corpse as a mop and dragged the blood all over the ground......

Out of the ice, Mo Xiaobao struggled to carry the person and ran quickly to the house!

It's just getting late, and there are no villagers staying outside, so she is carrying a man and is not discovered...

Jia Chunhua is pacing back and forth at the door of his house at the moment! It's so late, where has her old daughter gone! People who should have been home a long time ago haven't come back yet!

It can't be trafficked!

When he was up and down in his heart, he saw Mo Xiaobao running in a hurry from a distance, carrying a black object on his body, and Jia Chunhua, who was startled, hurriedly strode up to meet him!