When the disciple saw the woman waving away the white mist, he couldn't help but show obsession in his eyes, and sure enough, he was still the person he had always liked, he had never changed, and he had even returned.

Mo Jiyu had never used such a ruthless killing move, almost one move at a time, she just pursed her lips and looked at the disciple who was covered in blood with a pair of cold eyes, and sighed silently in her heart.

She didn't say anything to ask why this disciple didn't crush the wooden card, but just gave people a healing medicine, put Rao's arm on her shoulder, and walked out of the white mist step by step.

Mo Jiyu helped this disciple out of this white mist, and wanted to hand this disciple over to other disciples to take care of, but he didn't see any disciples.

In desperation, Mo Jiyu could only carry people to a safe and hidden stone cave to rest.

Seeing that there were some terrifying wounds on that disciple's body, she just took out a large bottle of healing medicine from the bracelet and gently removed the poisonous carrion for this disciple, and bandaged him with good medicine.

But he didn't notice that when he was bandaging the disciple's wound, the disciple opened his eyes, twisted a handful of her black hair and played with it repeatedly on the tips of his fingers.

There are still five days before this secret realm can be opened again, and in these few miles, it is necessary to ensure not only the safety of this disciple, but also the safety of other disciples, Mo Jiyu only then realized that he had taken on a heavy burden.

In the middle of the night, the disciple had a high fever and was babbling indiscriminately, which was very painful.

Mo Jiyu hurriedly walked over, wanting to see the disciple's condition, but was grabbed by the disciple's hand, and the warm hand made Mo Jiyu feel a little uncomfortable and frowned, she didn't like to get too close to strangers

The warm touch made Mo Jiyu want to shake his hand away, and when he was about to shake it off, he heard a soft cry in pain in his sleep: "It hurts, it hurts." ”

Mo Jiyu glanced at the disciple's still very immature face, and couldn't help lowering her eyes, the light from the flame stone fell on her face, there was a trace of tenderness, she just pulled her hand out of the disciple's hand, and then sat aside to rest after taking a healing elixir for that disciple.

And the disciple quietly opened his eyes when Mo Jiyu was resting with his eyes closed, looking at her sleeping appearance with his head bowed, repeatedly tracing the outline of her face with his gaze, and whispering: "I finally found you." ”

On the second occasion, the disciple opened his somewhat tired eyes and saw Mo Jiyu resting there with his eyes slightly closed

Mo Jiyu was leaning on the stone wall to rest, his eyes were closed lightly, his slender and straight legs were half supported, even in this somewhat dirty stone cave, the green clothes on her body were still not stained with dust, and the breath on her body was still very cold.

From this angle, the disciple could just see her delicate nose and beautiful red lips, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a hint of a smile.

He saw Mo Jiyu's hand on his abdomen, his nose wrinkled, and he looked cute all of a sudden, knowing that Mo Jiyu was about to wake up, he quickly closed his eyes and pretended that he hadn't woken up yet.

Mo Jiyu opened her eyes, and the first thing she did was to come over to see if this disciple had woken up, but this disciple still slept soundly with her eyes closed, she was a little helpless, hesitated for a moment or reached out and touched the temperature of the disciple's forehead.

Fortunately, the fever went away.

Mo Jiyu took a closer look and made sure that the injuries on this disciple's body were improving, so he stood up and picked up the Ice Condensation Sword that was placed aside and walked out of the stone cave.

Outside the stone cave, there were already several spirit beasts standing, watching Mo Jiyu walk out, they all let out a cry involuntarily, it was obvious that these spirit beasts knew that the woman in Tsing Yi in front of them was a very tricky opponent.

Mo Jiyu glanced at the head spirit beast coldly, and said softly: "Are the spirit beasts trying to challenge me?"

Although these spirit beasts have a trace of spiritual wisdom, although they think that Mo Jiyu's cultivation is very profound, they are still unwilling, and they think that they still have a few partners on their side, and Mo Jiyu is only one person, and the chances of winning on their side are still very great.

Mo Jiyu saw that these beasts were determined to deal with him, and his eyes couldn't help lowering, and his good-looking hands began to cover with a thin layer of ice.

Several spirit beasts saw Mo Jiyu's ghostly figure, and before they could react, a burst of pain came from their abdomen.

Those spirit beasts looked at their abdomen in some surprise, the fur on their bodies had been torn, and the blood was constantly dripping on the ground, and the wound was covered with a thin layer of ice.

And Mo Jiyu didn't know when he returned to his original position, the clothes on his body didn't even have a trace of wrinkles, and even the broken flesh failed to leave a trace of blood on the ice condensing sword.

These spirit beasts knew that Mo Jiyu's strength was something they couldn't catch up with at all, so they could only flee one by one.

Mo Jiyu inserted the Ice Condensation Sword back into the scabbard, held the Ice Condensation Sword and turned around and entered the stone cave, at this time the disciple had already stood up holding the stone wall, he heard the footsteps coming from outside, and suddenly looked up and saw Mo Jiyu's cold and unpopular eyes and the face that had always been stiff.

This was the first time he had seen Mo Jiyu show such cold eyes, and he had seen her either very warm or very calm and serious eyes in the past.

The disciple wanted to open his mouth to speak, but remembering his current identity, he was silent.

It was Mo Jiyu who spoke first: "The injuries on your body are not healed yet, so let's rest more." ”

The disciple was completely embarrassed, knowing that he had done something wrong, and he failed to obediently crush the wooden card.

He could only stand there a little cramped, and only after half a voice did he speak: "What happened yesterday, I did it wrong." ”

Mo Jiyu nodded his head and said, "I know." ”

He glanced up at Mo Jiyu and saw that the coldness in her eyes had gone, this was the Mo Jiyu he was familiar with, so he had the courage to continue: "I know that I troubled you, if you dislike my burden, you can leave first." ”

Mo Jiyu curled her fingers in her right hand and flicked them several times in the palm of her left hand, feeling a little impatient, she lowered her eyebrows, and her always cold voice was deeply helpless at the moment: "You are a disciple of the Cangyun Sect." ”

The disciple pursed his lips, of course he understood the meaning of Mo Jiyu's words, and knew that his behavior was annoying, not to mention that he had repeatedly rejected this kindness.

Mo Jiyu just dropped a sentence: "You have a good rest, I'll go and see the other Rao conditions first." After that, he walked out of the stone cave, Mo Jiyu's figure disappeared from that Rao's sight, and he said softly: "This time you belong to me, Mo Jiyu." ”