Ignoring anything else, Mu Hanyue forcibly broke free of Jun Moye's hand, turned around and flew towards the emperor who was caught in the storm.

Can't let him have anything!

"Moon!" Almost a second after Mu Hanyue let go, Jun Moye also quickly turned around and chased after him.

The storm did not stop, the wind was still strong, and the three people in the storm were all gone...

The golden light is shining, and the sun is scorching.

Lying by the brook was a woman in white with a slightly tattered dress and blood stains on her body. Under the scorching sun, the woman's eyes, which had been closed, moved, and then slowly opened them. However, the golden light was too dazzling, the woman immediately closed it, and then tried it a few times before she got used to it, and her eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of eyes as clear as water.

Mu Hanyue moved her body, and immediately a feeling of pain came from her body, her brows furrowed, and she sat up in pain. Looking at the Dao Dao wound on his body that was injured by the storm, he frowned, took out the medicine bottle and poured a few pills to take it, breathed for a while, and then stood up and looked at the surrounding scenery.

In a sea of flowers, not far in front of me is a small stream, the water of the stream is crystal clear, without a trace of impurities. The rich fragrance of flowers came to the nostrils, refreshing people's hearts and spleens, and the aura was circulating, but Mu Hanyue didn't have the heart to think about it.

His eyes glanced around, and when he saw the small body lying by the stream in front of him, he ran quickly.

"Falling dust."

Mu Hanyue helped Emperor Luochen up, put his head on his lap, looked at the blood stains on the little face, his eyebrows twisted slightly, picked up his hand, his fingers probed his pulse, and the frowning eyebrows did not let go. Emperor Luochen's condition is not very good, the injuries on his body are even more serious than Mu Hanyue, and the scars are all caused by the storm.

Without hesitation, he stuffed a few pills into Emperor Luochen's mouth, and with a wave of his hand, the water in the stream rose rapidly, and then broke away from the group and came to Mu Hanyue. Mu Hanyue fed the water to Emperor Luochen, who was still unconscious, and a trace of worry faintly crossed her eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

"Ahem.." The unconscious man in his arms coughed a few times, his small brows furrowed tightly, and then slowly opened his eyes. As far as the eye could see, there were a pair of clear eyes without any impurities, sensing the temperature coming from her body, and her eyes were slightly in a trance.

This feeling, very warm, is something he has never had and has never felt.

He didn't know what it was, and he didn't want to dig into it.

Seeing that he woke up and didn't speak, Mu Hanyue touched his forehead, normal body temperature, very normal: "How do you feel?" Is it better? ”

Emperor Luochen's pupils shrank slightly, he quickly stood up, left Mu Hanyue's embrace, turned his head stubbornly, and replied calmly: "Well, it's no big deal." ”

Looking at his strange movements, Mu Hanyue didn't think much about it, but turned her head to look around, scanning the surroundings with her divine sense, looking for Jun Moye's whereabouts.

It's just that to her disappointment, no matter how much she searched and investigated, she couldn't sense the breath of Jun Moye, as if he wasn't here at all.

The eyebrows are slightly twisted, is it really not there? Or were they swept up in different places in that storm and separated?

After thinking about it, there was only this possibility, and I was slightly annoyed in my heart, but I didn't regret the decision I made at that critical moment.