Wu Mo didn't speak, and took the ghost vine from Zou Zichen's hand.

When the ghost vine arrived in Wu Mo's hands, it became more and more bold, and the amplitude of the twist increased, trying to go to the purple fox by all means.

"Don't move." Wu Mo's tone was a little cold.

The ghost vine did not restrain at all, and still struggled.

A trace of impatience finally rose on Wu Mo's face, and a purple-red fire suddenly rose in the palm of the vine holding it, and the flame spread along the vine body, and in an instant, the entire body of the ghost vine was wrapped in flames.

"W-w-"

The ghost vine was scorched by the flames, and the entire vine shook violently, and the vine body twisted into a ball, as if it could see through the vine the painful soul of Mu Yan inside.

Wu Mo looked at this scene expressionlessly, the ghost vine was in Wu Mo's hands, and he kept curling up and stretching in pain, and the Yin Xuan next to him frowned slightly when he saw this, but he didn't say anything.

I don't know how long it took, but it wasn't until the smell of burnt branches and leaves came from the ghost vine that Wu Mo withdrew the flames.

The original green vine seemed to have become a black vine at this time, and it no longer had its original vitality, and after the flame faded, it hung in Wu Mo's hands like a dead rope, wilting.

Wu Mo didn't look at it, grabbed it and threw it into his sleeve casually like throwing grass.

“……”

None of the people present dared to say anything, and the clear-eyed people could suddenly feel that Yun Nianxi was not in a good mood at this time.

"Sister Yun, where's Xue Bao?" It was Zou Zichen who was the first to break the dead silence and asked.

"Xue Bao is injured and is recuperating at Suki's." Wu Mo said.

After Zou Zichen listened to Wu Mo's words, he couldn't help but look at Su Qi, this was the second time he had met Su Qi, but it was the first time he had looked at her seriously.

When Su Qi saw the boy looking at her, her heart tightened inexplicably, obviously she was a ten-year-old child, but when she met his eyes, she had a feeling that everything was being seen through.

Zou Zichen only glanced at Su Qi a few times before retracting his gaze, and his gaze unconsciously swept over Yinyu who was standing not far away, and finally fell on Wu Mo, he smiled and said, "Sister Yun, can I talk to you alone?" ”

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When the glacier turns into the sea, it absorbs a lot of heat, and even though it's noon, you can still feel a little cool when the wind blows from the sea.

Wu Mo and Zou Zichen walked along the beach, and only after they couldn't see anyone else did Wu Mo stop and look at the boy beside him.

"What do you want to say to me?"

Wu Mo got straight to the point, but Zou Zichen didn't mean to answer, but said, "Sister Yun seems to have been guarding against me. ”

Wu Mo was stunned.

Zou Zichen raised his face to look at her.

A ten-year-old child, dressed in white, with a small face carved in pink, delicate and cute, no matter who looks at it, this is an innocent and harmless appearance.

"From the first time we met, I felt that even now, Sister Yun is still wary of me." Zou Zichen said, "The distance between Sister Yun and me is the distance that Sister Yun can dodge the fastest once I make a move." ”

Wu Mo's lips opened slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

She has indeed been guarding Zou Zichen, from the beginning to the present, she has always been worried about him, Zou Zichen is not wrong at all, the two have just gone all the way, and her body has always maintained a high level of alertness.

Wu Mo never wanted to hide her wariness of Zou Zichen, but when the boy said it so bluntly, Wu Mo also felt a little apologetic for a while.

"I'm sorry." Wu Mo said.

Since the meeting, Zou Zichen has never hurt her, but has helped her many times, she sees all of this, Wu Mo is not the kind of person who suspects his neighbor and steals the axe, and the outside world's evaluation of Zou Zichen cannot interfere with her, but her identity and position are different, and she really can't fully trust Zou Zichen.

Zou Zichen smiled, didn't say anything, just turned his face to the sea: "Sister Yun, let me tell you a story." ”

When Wu Mo saw Zou Zichen, there was always a smile in his eyes, and he looked like an innocent child, although Wu Mo knew that it was his usual disguise, but he rarely saw him show other expressions.

This was the first time, Wu Mo saw loneliness and melancholy in his gaze.

Happy Juneteenth

(End of chapter)