It was already noon when they arrived in the town, and because there were too many injured people, Mo Xingchu and the others were busy non-stop until midnight before they could rest.

And Lu Jingmo was still looking at the map, analyzing where the ion would be washed away.

She went to the place where You'er was washed away today, but she didn't find any clues, and she couldn't find him anywhere.

"Jingmo, you haven't rested for eight or nine days, and if you continue like this, you won't be able to stand it."

Mo Xingchu hastily washed up, and saw that she was still sitting in a simple house, staring intently at the map, and couldn't help but persuade:

"Everyone in the Shadow Pavilion has gone to the surrounding villages to find out the news, there will always be clues."

"Besides, if you don't rest now, where will you get the physical strength to find Ziyou during the day."

He brought hot water and wanted to serve her to wash, and Lu Jingmo finally looked up from the map:

"I'll do it myself. You've been busy all day, so take a break. ”

She took the hot towel in his hand, and didn't shy away from him, and directly untied her clothes.

Now that the conditions are not good, she and Mo Xingchu can only squeeze in the same bed, and even the hot water is only boiled in one pot, a total of two pots.

After wiping his body, he was just lying on the bed to rest when he heard the sound of rain ticking outside.

"It's raining again."

Lu Jingmo muttered:

"I don't know if You'er has a place to hide from the rain."

It was only when she said that she realized what she had said.

It was only later that she realized that she didn't just like Ion You.

"Ziyou's skills are not much worse than yours, so he must be able to protect himself."

Mo Xingchu knew that she had ions in her heart, and lay beside her and whispered comfort:

"You can only have energy now if you eat, drink, sleep well, and sleep well."

He is a cold beauty with few words, and in order to make her feel relieved, he can also say so many words.

Lu Jingmo turned over and lay on her side, the two faced each other, Mo Xingchu could still look at her at first, but then he was a little shy.

He dodged and twisted his head, but was pinched back:

"What are you hiding?"

Her long fingers pinched his soft cheeks, and the slippery touch made her rub her fingertips:

"You're right, I do need to take care of my energy."

The two people she arranged by You'er's side are the most powerful characters, the kind that can defeat a hundred, You'er's own martial arts are not bad, and few people can hurt him.

And, to some extent, no news is the best news.

Lu Jingmo put the only clean and thin quilt on the two of them, put his long arm on Mo Xingchu's waist, and put the other hand under the back of his neck for him to pillow:

"Sleep."

She closed her eyes, but the person in her arms couldn't sleep.

It was the first time he shared a bed with someone else, especially this person was Lu Jingmo, her breath hit behind his ear, making him shrink sensitively.

Quietly looked up and saw that she was already asleep, with a faint blue under her eyes.

He gently stroked her eyes, knowing what it was like to feel distressed.

The rain has not fallen all night, but it has a tendency to increase.

The surrounding villages are at risk of being submerged and are being moved under the arrangements of the city guards.

Lu Jingmo looked at the evidence presented by the city guard, and the ink in his eyes swelled.

She guessed that it was Chang Lin who did it to You'er, but she didn't guess that Chang Lin would be so heartbroken.

He took advantage of the flood to deliberately damage the dam, regardless of the lives of the people.

The city guard is a person who is ionic, and Mo Xingchu is explaining to her:

"You can temporarily build some greenhouses for the victims in the city to give them a place to live, but stay away from the aborigines in the city, and boil a lot of hot water, so that everyone can soak in the hot water, and wash their clothes before wearing."