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Chapter 238 I'm Cold
After kicking down a circle of wolves, Lu Jingmo hesitated a little, and finally held Mo Xingchu's wrist through his sleeve, and pulled the injured man up to the cave on the cliff.

Even if her physical strength is abnormal, she may not be able to retreat unscathed after fighting so many beasts.

So the best way is to hide.

When the medicinal effect of horse chewing grass wears off, the beasts will naturally disperse.

"Bah!"

Mo Xingchu didn't care about Lu Jingmo's presence, and directly raised his hand to tear off his sleeve that was cut by the tiger's claws, then took out a white porcelain bottle from his waist, and poured the medicine powder inside on the wound on his arm.

Almost as soon as the powder was sprinkled on, the bleeding wound stopped bleeding immediately.

Lu Jingmo looked at Mo Xingchu, whose face was pale with pain, and then glanced at the white porcelain bottle in his hand. The color of porcelain white porcelain white did not have any markings, so it was obvious that he had prepared it himself, but the effect of the medicine was Excellent.

She lowered her eyes, and a faint light flashed in her black pupils.

She seemed to have guessed Mo Xingchu's identity.

It's just that if it's really that person, it really doesn't match her guess.

Mo Xingchu leaned against the stone wall behind him with a pale face, resisting the throbbing pain from the wound.

Since he was adopted by the old valley owner, he has not been injured, and after practicing martial arts, no one can hurt him. I didn't expect to go out for an appointment today, but got such a wound by the tiger.

He blinked his eyelashes weakly, beads of sweat oozed from his white forehead, because of his physical condition, he was most afraid of pain.

Because of the narrowness of the cave, Lu Jingmo's left leg was slightly bent, his left hand was also on his knee, and he was playing with a dagger with his right hand. He didn't talk to Mo Xingchu, and didn't ask him anything. He just quietly listened to the beasts killing each other on the ground. The roaring sound, and the smell of blood came from time to time.

The snow in the sky was still falling, and occasionally a few snowflakes fell on her toes, and then slowly melted.

She looked up at the gray sky, and estimated in her mind when the guards would find her.

The camp was a hundred miles away, and with the heavy snow covering all the traces of her arrival, it might not be easy to find her.

While thinking, the right shoulder suddenly sank.

Lu Jingmo turned his head expressionlessly, and he saw Mo Xingchu slumped on her shoulder.

Lifting the long finger, the fingertips touched his forehead, exerting some force, trying to push him away.

She doesn't like to get too close to other men.

"cold."

The drowsy Mo Xingchu suddenly raised his hand to hold her fingers, and whispered softly:

"cold."

"I am cold."

Displeasure flashed across Lu Jingmo's eyes, but she was surprised that she didn't dislike this tiny touch too much. She didn't think too much about it, she just thought that she often stayed with Luo Ran, and her resistance to men was not so deep up.

Just as he was about to pull back his fingers forcefully, Mo Xingchu grabbed his entire hand.

It was completely dark, and the cold wind was blowing snowflakes, icy cold.

Mo Xingchu's cold little hand touched Lu Jingmo's warm big palm, and he attached it to his cheek with nostalgia, rubbing against it like a kitten, and even unconsciously showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Jingmo pursed his thin lips tightly, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but was hugged tightly by Mo Xingchu.

After a few seconds, she gave up resistance.

Her hands hurt from being pulled by herself, it was because someone hugged her too tightly.

She didn't see the torch or hear people's shouts. No one should find this place tonight. She sat upright and leaned against the stone wall to take a nap, and the roar of the beasts biting still came from her ears.

(End of this chapter)