Without caring about anything else, Mu Hanyue forcefully broke away from Jun Moye's hand, turned around and flew towards Di Luochen who was caught in the storm.
Don't let anything happen to him!
"Moon!" Almost the second after Mu Hanyue let go, Jun Moye quickly turned around and chased after her.
The storm has not stopped, the strong wind is still strong, and the three people in the storm have disappeared.
The golden light is brilliant and the sun is scorching.
Lying by the creek was a woman in white with a slightly torn dress and blood stains on her body. Under the scorching sun, the woman's eyes that had been closed moved, and then she slowly opened her eyes. However, the golden light was too dazzling, and the woman
He closed it immediately, and then he tried it a few times before he got used to it. He slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of eyes as clear as water.
Mu Hanyue moved her body, and immediately felt a pain in her body. She frowned and sat up with pain. She looked at the wounds on her body that were injured by the storm, frowned, took out the medicine bottle and poured a few
After taking the pill, he adjusted his breathing, then stood up and looked at the surrounding scenery.
Living in a sea of flowers, there is a small stream not far ahead. The water is crystal clear, without a trace of impurities. The rich fragrance of flowers is coming to the nose, refreshing the heart and refreshing the spirit, but Mu Hanyue has no time to think about it.
His eyes glanced around, and when he saw the small body lying by the stream in front of him, he quickly ran over.
"falling dust."
Mu Hanyue helped Di Luochen and put his head on her lap. Looking at the blood on the little face, she frowned slightly. She picked up his hand and felt for his pulse with her fingers. She frowned and frowned.
He didn't let go. Di Luochen's condition wasn't very good either. His injuries were more serious than Mu Hanyue's, and the scars were all caused by the storm.
Without hesitation, he stuffed a few pills into Di Luochen's mouth. With a wave of his hand, the water in the stream rose rapidly, and then he left the group and came to Mu Hanyue. Mu Hanyue fed the water to the still unconscious one.
Di Luochen's eyes flashed with a hint of worry, and then quickly disappeared.
"Ahem..." The unconscious person in his arms coughed a few times, his small brows tightly knitted together, and then he slowly opened his eyes. All he could see was those clear eyes.
The eyes without any impurities, sensing the temperature coming from her body, became slightly trance-like.
This feeling was very warm, something he had never had or felt before.
He didn't understand what it was and didn't want to delve into it.
Seeing that he didn't speak when he woke up, Mu Hanyue touched his forehead. His body temperature was normal, which was normal: "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
Di Luochen's pupils shrank slightly, he stood up quickly, left Mu Hanyue's arms, turned his head stubbornly, pretended to be calm and replied: "Well, it's nothing serious."
Seeing his strange movements, Mu Hanyue didn't think too much, but turned her head and looked around, scanning the surroundings with her consciousness, looking for Jun Moye's whereabouts.
However, what disappointed her was that no matter how she searched or checked, she could not sense any trace of Jun Moye's breath, as if he was not here at all.
The eyebrows are slightly twisted, are they really not there? Or are they involved in different places in the storm and separated?
After thinking about it, this was the only possibility. I felt slightly annoyed, but I didn't regret the decision I made at that critical moment.