"I didn't know that the knife was poisonous yesterday. Otherwise, I would never have let him hurt me."
He thought that a mere stab wound was nothing, and he really didn't care.
"Even if I conceal my skills, I still have enough ability to be selected into the Longwu Army. It's not a good thing if I am tall and attract the wind. It's not a good thing if my sharpness is too exposed."
Mu Mu stared at the knife in Feng Jiu'er's hand, his eyes darkening: "You saved me yesterday, even if this knife goes down, I won't blame you."
"But Jiu'er, I don't mind revealing everything about myself in front of you because I trust you. I said I will never hurt you."
"I can't explain it with your mouth!" Feng Jiuer bit her lip and finally put the dagger back.
"If I find out in the future that you have done anything to disgrace Long Wujun, I will be the first to let you go."
In fact, even if she didn't sheath the knife, she couldn't beat him at all!
Mu Mu looked at her with soft eyes: "Help me show off my face. Do you want your future husband to be entangled with other girls?"
"What husband?"
"Yeah." He responded.
"Asshole! I'm not calling you!"
"Of course I know you're not calling me a bastard."
"You..." Feng Jiuer glared at him fiercely, why didn't she know that he was so good at talking?
"Okay, show off your face for me." He started seriously again.
Feng Jiuer hesitated for a moment, and finally put her face back on him.
To be honest, although such an eye-catching super handsome guy is still handsome after wearing this face mask, he does look a lot darker.
If calculated based on the full score of 100 points, the Nine Emperors Uncle would be 100, and the shameless Mu Mu would be 99 points...well, I still like the coolness of the Nine Emperors Uncles one more point.
As for the shameless Mu Mu, he can only be considered eighty at most, which shows how much he has vilified himself.
If it's not easy to compare, then compare with Prince Zhan Yuheng.
Zhan Yuheng should be able to give him eighty-two-three, and Xing Zizhou seventy-eight, well, that’s it!
Compared to Uncle Nine Emperors and the shameless Mu Mu, the others were far behind.
She finally put her face on for him, and Mu Mu said: "We are only half a mountain away from the destination mountain. It doesn't matter if we walk slowly."
Feng Jiuer grabbed his wrist and placed her fingertips on his veins.
Seeing that her pulse was smooth and strong, she felt relieved and moved forward: "Mu Mu, are you really not a spy?"
Mu Mu didn't say anything, probably because he felt that such a question was superfluous.
"Is Mu Mu really your name?"
He still didn't speak, and the only voice left in the forest was Feng Jiu'er's chirping...
…
Not surprisingly, Mu Mu and Feng Jiuer went back early, but Shandao, Xing Zizhou, Xiaoying and the others were still missing.
Teams began to come back one after another, but the three of them were still missing.
“They started slowly, and I don’t know if they will encounter obstacles again on the road.”
Feng Jiuer was a little anxious. If they hadn't agreed to wait here, they would have gone back to look for them.
But now, if we look back, if they come back from which way, wouldn't it be more time-consuming if everyone staggers them?
The roads in this mountain forest are so dense that we really don’t know which way they will come back.
In ancient times, there were no mobile communicators or anything like that, so even if you wanted to make contact, you couldn't.
"Feng Jiu'er." Suddenly, someone called him from the front.
Jiu'er turned around and saw Huo Yan striding towards her: "Feng Jiu'er, we have a distinguished guest!"
