The villain boss of quick travel delivered to your door

Chapter 270 Chronicle of Sanatorium

"Whip." Qin Yu smiled slightly.

"Yeah, it took me a lot of effort." Mo Zishu thought about it carefully: "I was the one who ran to..." She got stuck and knocked on her head in doubt , the fragmented memories gradually joined together: "When I was young, when I was young..."

The first whip she used was the material taken from the forbidden area of ​​the Mohist family. After weaving it inside, she ran out disheveled.

No, no.

There is obviously no grass growing in the forbidden area, so how can there be materials for weaving whips.

"Memory can be deceiving." She murmured to herself, "My first whip was indeed in my hand after I left the forbidden area. Why didn't I remember it before?"

Her memory went from fuzzy to clear, then from clear to opening those secret chapters, and then, those mottled things, little by little, obediently returned to their place.

What is the material of the whip?
Being able to break the restriction, enabling her to defeat a thousand with one enemy, and being able to be completely forgotten after she has the second whip.

Is it physical?
"Zi Shu!"

Mo Zishu seemed to be standing in a bottomless mist, with a clear stream under her feet, and in the stream was that unscrupulous little guy.

What a familiar look.

"Mo Zishu!" The voice was extremely anxious, as if waking up a sleeping patient.

Zi Shu.

She stretched out her hand to touch the child in the creek, and the child with the red mark on his forehead also solemnly extended his fleshy palm to touch it.

"Mo Zishu!"

At the moment when the palm touched, the ripples scattered, and she trembled suddenly, dizzy, and was called back to the seemingly real and fake world.

"Mo Zishu!" Seeing the chaos in her eyes dissipate, Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief, put his arms around the still ignorant young girl, and pressed her cheek tightly, his body trembling uncontrollably, fear and regret almost Drowning him: "You scared me to death."

He thought she couldn't stand the influence of the world, and her soul began to slacken!

Mo Zishu's hands were soft and her feet were soft. She instinctively wanted to comfort her, but she couldn't move. She felt a little cold in her heart, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

The two of them maintained their embracing posture like this, knowing that the afterglow rolled up the scorching sun, and a large cloud of fire dotted the coming night.

"Qin Yu." Mo Zishu's voice was a little weak: "I'm so hot."

"Hot, hot, hot..." After repeating several times, Qin Yu finally regained his composure, trembling his lips, and hugged him even tighter: "Mo Zishu, let me take you back, okay, that world It's not hot, and there are peach blossoms that you like."

It was March there, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom. Under the fluttering peach blossoms, he felt the beating of his heart again.

What I'm doing now is just sending her back to where she should go.

"No." Her soft voice was slightly hoarse, and Mo Zishu said a little aggrieved, "I haven't played enough yet."

Shuttle between worlds is so easy, let alone not long ago, still in this inexplicable weak state, it will inevitably cause irreversible damage to the body.

Qin Yu paused for a long time, he stared at the girl's tired eyes, the fear in his bone marrow was lingering: "Okay, when you get better and have enough fun, we will go back."

(End of this chapter)