Although Feng Jiuli was a little strange, how did he leave such a dangerous place when he was five years old.

But looking at the way he looks, it is obvious that he does not want to continue talking about this topic.

Knowing that even if she asked, she would not be able to ask anything, so she rolled her eyes and walked over to the place he had said.

Naturally, do not forget to make a painful constipation general walking posture.

After walking for a short time, a small stream appeared in front of me.

It is said that it is a stream, but it is actually similar to a ditch, and it seems that the water that flows down from above has merged into such a small flowing ditch over the years.

It's small, but it's better than no water at all.

She glanced back at the man not far away, then hid herself behind the bushes and quickly washed her body.

The water was a little cold, but at this time she couldn't care so much, so she could only use it first.

In her previous life, when she went on a mission, she encountered many times that were more difficult than now, and these were all trivial to her.

After washing her body, she tore some strips of cloth from her chest wrap and carefully placed them underneath her, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the chest wrap on her body is long enough, otherwise there is really nothing to make her aunt's towel right now!

She now wants to sigh: there was once a sincere love in front of her, she didn't cherish it, if God gave her another chance, she was willing to say to Hu Shubao, Anerle, or any other brand of aunt towel - I love you, love you to death!

But now, no matter how much she sighs, it is impossible for her aunt to travel through time and space, cross distance, and come to her.

Helpless, she had no choice but to walk back to the fire, sit down cross-legged and start practicing.

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Early the next morning, when Feng Jiuli withdrew from the cultivation state, Jun Wuji next to him was gone.

Knowing that he would not leave her alone, she stood up and went to the creek to wash her face and then look for something to eat.

Before he reached the side of the stream, he saw Jun Wujie standing there with his chest bent and washing his body.

So she stopped, and looked at him from afar in the dim light.

The wound on his body was gone, which she was not surprised of, because the pill he gave her before was indeed amazing, and the wound healed very quickly after eating it.

However, his figure is very eye-catching, look at the strong back and well-textured waistline......

Looking at it, she whistled unconsciously.

Jun Wujie frowned and turned his head, and what he saw was Feng Jiuli standing there in a lazy posture, holding his arms ruffianly, peach blossom eyes squinting slightly and scanning his body up and down, with a playful smile on his face, and his red lips slightly pursed out a sexy shape.

The hooligan's whistling sound, listening to Jun Wuji's ears, made his heart itch a little.

For some reason, after seeing Feng Jiuli like this, his heartbeat seemed to slow down by half a beat.

In order to hide this inexplicable emotion in his heart, he ordered with a cold face: "Go find something to eat." ”

"Okay." She was originally going to look for something to eat, but now looking at Jun Wujue's ugly face, she naturally won't refute him anymore to make herself uncomfortable.

But just as she was about to turn around and leave, Jun Wuji stopped her again.

After his eyes glanced at her somewhere, he slowly spoke: "Since you are injured, don't run around at will, and the king will find the food." ”