Immortal, save me!

Although Luo Jin was surprised by Mo Yin's behavior, he didn't ask the reason and nodded: "Okay."

After taking two steps, he suddenly realized something was wrong, turned his head suddenly and looked at Mo Yin's feet, frowning and said: "A Yin, is your foot injured?"

With that said, he knelt down to check.

Mo Yin took a step back to avoid his movements, pulled him up and said, "I'm tired, you carry me."

Luo Jin was stunned for a moment. He looked at Mo Yin's feet hesitantly, but still squatted down in front of Mo Yin.

"Don't hide anything from me."

He warned worriedly.

Mo Yin lay on his back, hummed softly, slowly closed his eyes and said, "I'm going to rest for a while, Ajin, be careful. Call me if there's any danger."

Luo Jin turned her head to look at him, with a pool of spring water in her eyes, and said softly: "Okay."

The two people's backs gradually drifted away, and no one saw that Mo Yin's discarded shoes and socks turned into water little by little, and on the grass where he was standing, there were scattered blood stains that faded over time.

In order to make Mo Yin feel more comfortable, Luo Jin carefully observed the surroundings to prevent any blind branches or other objects from disturbing the person resting on his back.

At this time, Mo Yin was recovering his spiritual power from a light sleep. He was really tired. His spiritual power was squandered and exceeded the limit of his body. He was now a little weak.

The strange pond water seemed to be corrosive. Soon after his shoes touched the pond water, he felt a burning sensation and a faint stinging sensation on the soles of his feet.

They were not familiar with this world, so it was best to be careful.

Luo Jin couldn't help but worry after not seeing any movement from Mo Yin for a long time. He turned his head to talk to Mo Yin, trying to confirm his current state.

"Ayin, how are you now? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

He waited, but heard no sound, and the man's breath on the back of his neck became a little hot.

Luo Jin suddenly panicked. He clasped Mo Yin's waist with one hand, turned around and carried him forward. He leaned close to Mo Yin's cheek and kept calling him: "A Yin, A Yin, wake up..."

Mo Yin's face turned red and he frowned slightly. Perhaps he felt the coolness around him. He unconsciously pressed against Luo Jin's body, but did not wake up.

Luo Jin was anxious. He looked around. There was no human habitation in this wilderness. He didn't even know which way to go.

He hugged Mo Yin tightly and stood up, running wildly in one direction, his voice full of pleading: "A Yin, please don't let anything happen to you, don't!"

It was late at night, and the fog in the forest lingered on the ground. Her eyes were misty. Luo Jin looked up and saw a dim full moon hanging in the sky.

As if he suddenly had a direction, he hugged Mo Yin and ran towards the moon. After an unknown period of time, a path appeared in front of him, with uneven stone steps extending to unknown directions.

Luo Jin gritted her teeth and ran quickly while saying to Mo Yin: "A Yin, you will be fine! Even... no matter what, I will never leave you!"

The fog was so heavy that it hung in his eyes, and dew accumulated in his eyes unconsciously. He blinked, and disobedient dew fell down.

He thought to himself: A Yin will definitely not feel that he is crying, definitely!

He has grown up, how can he cry? It’s all because of the heavy fog here!

The road was too long, as if he had been walking for a lifetime. When he dragged his exhausted body and could no longer walk, and was about to collapse to the ground, the front of the path was no longer endless steps, but a courtyard appeared.

There was a lantern hanging in front of the courtyard door, and its dim light was very much like the moon he saw.

Luo Jin's eyes flashed with intense light, as if grasping a life-saving straw, he put Mo Yin on his back again, and then stepped forward unsteadily to knock on the door.

"Is anyone here? Open the door!"

"Who?"

A calm and slightly old voice came, and with the words, the courtyard door was opened from the inside.

What came into view was an old man with white hair and a boyish face. At the old man's feet was a white fox with its mouth open and yawning. The fox glanced at the two of them with a leering look, then lazily turned around and walked back.

Luo Jin said excitedly: "We are passers-by, passing by here, me, my brother is unconscious for some reason, and we want to stay here for one night..."

Luo Jin's voice trembled nervously, and she looked at the old man with pleading eyes.

The old man looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "You two little friends, please come in."

He said and stepped aside to let the two of them in.

Luo Jin walked into the yard with Mo Yin on her back. When she looked up, she saw three thatched huts in front of her. The huts were surrounded by flowers. The flowers smelled pleasant. Luo Jin took a breath and suddenly felt that the fatigue in her body had subsided.

Luo Jin followed the old man into the middle thatched hut. Once inside, she found that the space was large and the furnishings inside were very pleasant and comfortable.

Old man: "Aren't you tired of carrying someone like this? Why don't you put your brother on a soft couch?"

Hearing this, Luo Jin looked at Mo Yin, nodded and came to the soft couch, then put Mo Yin on it.

He was reluctant to leave, so he squatted in front of the soft couch and said to the old man: "My brother, I don't know what went wrong. He suddenly fell into a coma...Does this old man know medical skills? We will pay the consultation fee."