She looked at his departing back inexplicably, and was a little distracted for a while. Stunned, another golden figure flashed in front of her, and she shook her head with some thoughts. Only then did she see who was standing in front of her, it was Ying Long, who had never seen her again after saying goodbye to the camp in Jizhou last time.

I haven't seen it for a long time, Ying Long's flamboyant face is a little tired, and the golden robe is also a little old. Xu didn't know her because he hadn't seen her when she grew up. I saw him look at her a little unfamiliarly, and asked a little anxiously: "Did Houqing come back with Fuyao?" ”

Mo Xiaomo's face was a little uncomfortable, he raised the ice blue in his hand and pointed to Hou Qing's room, and Ying Long went with a gust of wind. There was still some grumbling in the air: "It's really not enough brother, after killing the enemy, leave me to clean up the mess for him!" ”

It turns out that he is holding a Fuyao fairy in his arms, he~, worthy of being the heroine, admire.

The foot that wanted to turn around and leave, turned a corner and instantly arrived in the room where Hou Qing was. She just went to take a look, just a look, just a look. The heavy smell of blood she had just smelled, she didn't know if he was hurt or not, she just made sure he was okay. And she went......

As soon as he walked to the porch in front of the hall, he heard the rather weak voice of the Fuyao Fairy: "God, are you well?" You can dodge that sword just now, why do you have to help the slave block it? ”

It seemed that he paused for a while before he heard Hou Qing reply in that familiar clear voice: "It's just a sword, you don't have to think about it, you will be here with me in the next few days, and you can recuperate with peace of mind." The Fuyao Fairy glanced at the silver-haired young man in front of him a little shyly. Holding back the excitement in his heart, he replied in a soft and greasy voice: "Thank God for your compassion, there is nothing that can be done to help God, this bottle of trauma medicine is what I asked for from Yaojun, you use it, maybe it will work." ”

What they said later, Mo Xiaomo didn't know. She hugged the ice blue that emitted a glowing blue light to her chest, and left step by step. When he left, he went to Kuafu's place again, took out the wound medicine that he had just heard that he was injured, and exchanged it in the system on credit, and poured it to Kuafu. Looking at the small bottles of different colors in his hand, Kuafu looked up at her with a black line: "I only accept ingredients here." ”

"It's not for you to eat, it's for you to store first. If Hou Qing is injured, you see if you can use it, give it to him. If it's useless, throw it away. Mo Xiaomo shook the sleeves of his crimson robe and hid the depression in his heart.

"Oh~, then you can give it to him yourself." Father Kua gave her the medicine for the wound in his hand. I saw Mo Xiaomo take a step back, turn around and walk out of the main hall. "Kuakua, I'm going to look for the leafless grass and the jasper flute, if Hou Qing asks, you can say......" Mo Xiaomo scratched his head, thinking that if Hou Qing knew that she was looking for these, she would ask what she was looking for? It will also be troublesome to explain then. Then he continued: "Let's just say that Mo Hua Shenjun seemed to be sick a few days ago, I went there to visit him by the way, if he didn't ask, forget it......"

"Oh~." Kuafu put away the small bottles one by one, looked at Mo Xiaomo's departed back, and nodded blankly.

Hearing the window, Fu left and rang a crisp bell, and a trace of darkness flashed in Hou Qing's lilac eyes. He sat quietly on the edge of the bed for a while, and then looked up at the fairy lying on the bed, who didn't even know her name. Said lightly: "Sit up, I'll heal you." ”