Chapter 285: Snow Silk

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Secondly, injuries?

In the sinkhole, the two sides of the battle ......

At this time, a bold idea suddenly popped into Yan Nuo's mind, that day, the 'plop' sound he heard, could it be that Jin Heng fell into the strange earthly Styx? ?

Jin Heng, ink.

The figures of the two people swirled in Yan Nuo's brain, but they couldn't overlap.

Mo's eyes were definitely the most beautiful Yan Nuo had ever seen in his two lives, and the black rose under the corner of his right eye, he was in a sad mood......

From beginning to end, Mo did not show any sentimental emotions, but Yan Nuo inexplicably felt that this Mo seemed to be born as a person with only one love with seven feelings, and that was sadness.

It's also a dog!

"Wow, isn't it? Slept in that black stone for more than half a month? Are you hungry? โ€

Fu Xue was shocked.

Before he could answer, Yan Nuo asked directly:

"Then how can there be a ...... on the black stone where you sleep? What is the red core of the dragon clothes? โ€

Mo looked at her, took a few steps forward, narrowed the distance between him and Yan Nuo, and opened his lips slightly: "That's the medium." โ€

Yan Nuo swallowed his saliva and blinked, it was really a mistake.

Fu Xue stepped forward curiously, "What is a 'medium'?" Matchmaker introduction? โ€

Yan Nuo ignored Fu Xue's 'idiot appearance', raised his eyebrows and said calmly:

"So ......"

Only then did he spit out two words, and a magnetic voice floated out: "You saved me." โ€

What Mo said about 'saving', Yan Nuo naturally understood.

There is a formation.

In addition to the suspected 'phantom array' and 'hive maze' they encountered when they came in, there were also formations around the black stone.

It's just that under Yan Nuo's mistakes, it was broken in a daze.

Therefore, he was also 'saved'.

However, most of the people who set up the formation were also the ones who saved the ink, and what made Yan Nuo a little curious was that since he wanted to save him, why did he trap him in the formation?

If he hadn't eaten the red core himself, this kid would probably have to lie in the black stone forever.

"Hey, why do you always like to talk to me?"

Fu Xue continued to make a noise, brushing her sense of existence, somehow, she felt a little annoyed, that is, since there was more of this elf-like man, she felt that she was redundant?

It doesn't feel good, so why should you feel redundant?

It's okay to go on like this!

Mo's gaze suddenly fell on the peel of the red core of Longyi on the ground again, and opened his lips:

"You really ate it?"

This time, instead of affirming, he was asking rhetorically.

Yan Nuo raised her eyebrows, but it made her a little curious, is there anything wrong with eating this fruit?

I even asked repeatedly.

After nodding his head, Mo actually began to look at Yan Nuo carefully, looking at it carefully, looking at it seriously, as if he was appreciating some ink treasure.

Yan Nuo's stared muscles stiffened, and he grinded his teeth against his numb scalp:

"Ahem...... Where to get out, you know how to lead the way. โ€

After leaving this underground chamber, they can return to the bridge and the road, and then they will have nothing to do with each other, and each will go his own way.

"You want to leave me."

Staring, Yan Nuo directly widened his eyes after Mo said this affirmative word, rubbing, can he still see through her thoughts?

"You haven't told me your name yet."

Mo's eyes burned, staring at Yan Nuo and suddenly said.

Yan Nuo rolled his eyelids, it was really not abrupt, it was not abrupt, it was so 'smooth' to divert the topic, and it was so 'harmonious'.

"Why should I tell you my name?"

Mo calmly stated: "Because you already know my name. โ€

Yan Nuo whispered "cut" and said:

"That's what I gave you, not your real name."

Mo looked at Yan Nuo lightly for a moment, and then said slowly: "From then on, you will be called 'Xue Xuan', which is simple and easy to remember, and appropriate." โ€

Yan Nuo: "......"

Does this sound familiar?

Snow House?

Snow Mistake?

What a ghost name.

Fu Xue interjected appropriately: "Which CUO?" โ€