The man in black glanced at the woman in green in front of him, but he didn't say anything, just kept silent with a cold face.

It's death to say it or not, and besides, as a subordinate, he has his own principles and can't reveal the master's information.

Seeing that he still didn't plan to say, Mu Ziyi squinted, knowing that he couldn't ask anything, he suddenly lost his patience, and said in a cold tone: "Since that's the case, then go and accompany your partner." ”

Listening to the woman's words, a strange light appeared in the eyes of the man in black, but it was fleeting.

If the mission is not completed, it is a dead end. This woman can give him a good time, but it will save trouble.

……

The night is dark and the breeze is blowing.

"Qingsheng, it's not early, go back and rest." Speaking of tonight, it's also a toss, and he should be tired.

Qingsheng didn't speak, just looked at her fixedly, his gaze shifted from her face to her body, and his eyebrows twisted without a trace: "You are injured." ”

Listening to the man's words, Mu Ziyi blinked incomprehensibly, shook his head and said, "They didn't hurt me." ”

Before the man in black could make a move on her, he had already rushed over.

Looking at the puzzlement in the woman's eyes, Qingsheng walked a few steps towards her, and his eyes stayed on her dress: "You are injured in the back." ”

This was what he had found after bringing her back, and the dress behind her was stained with blood, and the dress had been visibly torn, presumably caused by a sharp object.

"Huh?" Mu Ziyi was puzzled, how could she be hurt in the back?

As soon as he thought about it in his heart, he touched it with his backhand, and there was a slight moist touch from his fingertips, and his eyes were slightly stunned, this is ......

"I hit a rock, I scratched a little skin, it's not a big deal." He didn't say that everything else had been forgotten.

It was mainly this small injury, and she didn't feel any pain at all.

Qingsheng didn't speak, his footsteps were slightly raised, but he suddenly put it down again, and then took out a porcelain bottle from his body and handed it to her: "This is healing medicine, you can take it and wipe it later." ”

Mu Ziyi didn't reach out to take it: "The medicine you gave me before is still there, you can keep this medicine first, maybe it can come in handy in the future." ”

It was useless for her to take so many healing medicines, Mu Hanyue also gave her a lot before, and they were all put in the space ring and had no chance to use them.

"I won't get hurt, you take this medicine."

Looking at the insistence in the man's eyes, knowing that he couldn't refuse, Mu Ziyi nodded, stretched out his hand and took the porcelain vase: "It's not early, you have to hurry tomorrow, you go back to the room to rest first." ”

Raising his eyes to look at the woman in front of him, Qingsheng suddenly asked softly, "I don't know how old you are now?" ”

Hearing him ask about his age, Mu Ziyi didn't think much about it, Mu Ziyi showed a smile in her eyes, and said in a brisk tone: "I'm eleven." ”

"Eleven?" The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a strange light in the depths of his eyes, fleeting, and then he whispered: "There are still a few more years......

In a word, it seems to be asking, and it seems to be talking to himself, and the voice is so light that it is almost inaudible.

Mu Ziyi was standing in front of him, but he couldn't hear what he was saying, and couldn't help but look at him puzzled: "What's wrong?" ”

The man raised his eyes shallowly, looking at the clear pupils of the woman in front of him, and his vision became a little trance-like.

"Qingsheng, are you feeling unwell?" Why did she think he was a little strange tonight?

It's not strange, but something is wrong.