The importance of cannon fodder

Chapter 162 The Young Master of the Demon Cult ([-])

In the forest in the early morning, there was some mist, which was cool and made Su Jiao a little cold.

Su Jiao blushed, she forced her buttocks to move slightly, and found that her back was hurting, "Well, I can't move, can you take it out?" Su Jiao was tossed by him all night, and she felt weak even if she moved , and the whole body is falling apart, and it hurts to move.

"Don't move." Mo Yuran's deep voice was inexplicably sexy.

"Well, I won't move." Su Jiao was about to die of embarrassment, and her voice was a little hoarse, all of which hinted at how unrestrained she was last night.

Mo Yuran took a steady breath and pulled away gently.

That weird feeling made Su Jiao snort softly, and when Su Jiao realized that the flattering sound came from her mouth, she almost wanted to bury her face in the soil.

Mo Yuran put on her clothes and also helped Su Jiao put on her obscene clothes.

After putting on her clothes, Su Jiao felt that there was no less awkwardness between the two.

Su Jiao leaned against the tree trunk and combed the somewhat messy hair weakly, while Mo Yuran, who had already tidied up beside him, had long black hair that made his original fair skin even fairer. With straight brows, slender and sharp black eyes, thin and slightly pursed lips, angular silhouette, tall and slender but not rough figure, Mo Yuran looks so perfect in front of her.

"Can you move now?" While Su Jiao was looking at Mo Yuran, Mo Yuran's black and white eyes also looked at Su Jiao, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Su Jiao wanted to stand up, but found that her legs were extremely weak and she was trembling while standing.

Su Jiao was about to stand unsteadily and supported the tree trunk, but Mo Yuran stretched out her hand to help Su Jiao.

"I heard the sound of water. There should be a water source not far away." Mo Yuran's voice sounded in Su Jiao's ears, and Su Jiao felt a little blushing for no reason.

"Yes." Su Jiao nodded obediently.

"I'll carry you over to clean it up." Mo Yuran said in a questioning tone.

"Yes." Su Jiao blushed and nodded again.

Mo Yuran carried Su Jiao to the side of a stream, Su Jiao sat on a rock, and Mo Yuran also walked to the other side, and the two cleaned their bodies respectively.

Not far away, Mo Yuran turned his back to Su Jiao, the water was very clear, Su Jiao took off her obscene clothes, and slipped into the water, the water was a bit cool, and some small fish swam past Su Jiao's feet.

However, Su Jiao found that after she got into the water, she soaked in the cold water, and she was even more confused, but she didn't have the strength to get up.

Su Jiao looked at Mo Yuran. His naked and lean upper body was exposed on the water. Su Jiao recalled the muscular lines that were full of touch and very beautiful.

After Mo Yuran finished washing, he looked at Su Jiao's exposed wet head floating motionless in the water, and frowned slightly.

Su Jiao knew that Mo Yuran was looking at her, and he even swam over.

"Are you unable to get up?" Mo Yuran's deep voice sounded so reassuring.

"En." Su Jiao nodded with a blushing face. This morning, Su Jiao really didn't know what to say to Mo Yuran other than nodding her head to say yes.

The scenes of last night in Su Jiao's mind replayed from time to time, and the redness on Su Jiao's face never faded.

Mo Yuran's strong arms lifted Su Jiao up from the water, gently wiped the water droplets off Su Jiao's body, and helped Su Jiao put on her clothes.

Su Jiao's body was limp, and her mind was dizzy. In her memory, no one had ever served her to such an extent.

However, although Mo Yuran's movements were not very gentle, they were indeed very meticulous.

Mo Yuran put Su Jiao on a relatively clean stone.

Then he walked into the clear stream, caught two fish, piled them together with raw wood, lit a fire, put the fish on sticks, and put them on the fire to roast.

Su Jiao leaned against the tree, watching Mo Yuran, who was in front of her with a silent face, finish all this neatly.

After a while, the fish on the fire began to smell meaty.

The gluttons in Su Jiao's already empty stomach were about to fly out.

Seeing Su Jiao's almost longing eyes.

Mo Yuran turned the fish over and said, "Wait a little longer, it's not ready yet." His voice was particularly low and sounded so good.

Su Jiao instantly recalled the sound of him holding her tightly and panting heavily in her ear, and a rosy glow appeared on her fair face again.

After waiting for a long time, Mo Yuran passed the grilled fish to Su Jiao. The grilled fish without any seasoning tasted fishy, ​​but the taste was indeed extremely delicious. Peel off the outer layer of mushy fish meat, and it's full of delicious and tender fish meat.

"Where are we going?" Su Jiao touched her full stomach, leaned against the tree, and asked. She wanted to ask yesterday, but Mo Yuran didn't answer her.

"I'll send you to the Bronze Gate." When Mo Yuran spoke to Su Jiao, the expression of disgust from before finally disappeared, and it was just a normal tone.

"You know, the third son Fang was not hit by me, but by you. Why did you bring me out? You want me to take the blame for you?" Su Jiao thought for a long time, and still questioned Xindi's doubts. come out.

"You've been with me for a day. When did you see me go to the Hang Lung faction? You didn't beat him up, let alone me." Mo Yuran shook his head.

"It's not you? I followed you that day, isn't that the territory of Hang Lung?" Su Jiao suddenly realized that, looking at it this way, someone was deliberately trying to frame her.

"Okay, then why go to the Bronze Gate?" Su Jiao didn't remember such a sect.

"Master said." Mo Yuran didn't say much, and pointed out that this matter was brought out after Master's envoy Mo Yuran knocked her out.

In other words, it was Nie Fenghao, that is, his father, who saw that the momentum was not right, and quickly called Nie Hongshao and Mo Yuran to come over and let her sneak away?
Su Jiao's mind is full of problems now.

"How much longer do we have to go to get to the Bronze Gate?"

"It's about half a month's journey to the west." Mo Yuran calculated after estimation, and then said.

"Then who were those men in black behind that last night?" Su Jiao recalled the speed of Mo Yuran's strikes, his sword was so fast that it was really frightening.

"I don't know." Mo Yuran finished eating the fish and put out the fire.

Then he brought over the horse that was grazing not far away.

Su Jiao looked at the horse, and saw that Mo Yuran made a handsome leap, and had already jumped on the horse, "Well, Mo Yuran, can we discuss it." Su Jiao didn't want to look like a long horse like yesterday. The luggage was hung horizontally on the horse's back.

As soon as Mo Yuran looked at Su Jiao, he knew what she was thinking, "Come up." He stretched out his hand and said to Su Jiao.

Su Jiao stretched out her hand. Mo Yuran's hand was very strong, and Su Jiao used the strength to jump on the horse.

(End of this chapter)