The host of fast travel is Bailian in the prosperous age

"I'm going to find firewood to make a fire." Shen Xu stood up, observed the surrounding environment, and said.

All around them are mountains, and it may take a long time to go out from here.

And most importantly, he is still injured.

By the time they go out, the State of Shen may have perished long ago.

However, Xu Moshu didn't care at all, because he always kept in mind that what he was doing was a strategy mission.

Rather than the great work of saving a country and nationalizing an individual.

"Qi Yinjiao." Xu Moshu was supported by Qi Yinjiao, and he raised his eyes to look at Qi Yinjiao: "Remember to protect yourself from now on."

"If someone wants to kill you, don't stand there stupidly, because no one will rush to save you without suspicion."

But what he meant was that he was too kind to Qi Yinjiao, and he should remember this kindness well.

Because when danger comes, no one will rush to save him like him without hesitation.

"En." Qi Yinjiao replied in a flat voice, and what Xu Moshu said also succeeded.

[Ding——The favorability of the target of the attack is +10, and the current favorability is 60. ]

Xu Moshu: "...!"

Ness, I love it.

Next is a good strategy.

Xu Moshu and Qi Yinjiao found an open space and sat there waiting for Shen Xu.

But Xu Moshu felt the pain as hell.

He firmly pinched the corner of his clothes, of course, the careful Qi Yinjiao also noticed this.

"God of War, I...let me treat the wound for you." Qi Yinjiao lowered his head tightly, and his cheeks were blushed once in a while.

Seeing him like this, Xu Moshu refused in his heart. After all, Qi Yinjiao's appearance was too much like the love-minded heroine and heroine in the novel.

Of course he refused in his heart, and he also refused verbally.

"No need." Xu Moshu shook his head, like an idol who wanted to save face and suffer: "I'm fine, I can bear it."

"Why are you all right?" Qi Yinjiao frowned: "God of War, your forehead is already sweating, it must be in terrible pain now, right? No, I'll help you bandage the wound."

"It's really unnecessary..." Xu Moshu shook his head, but Qi Yinjiao grabbed Xu Moshu's clothes like a stubborn donkey, and with a "click", the clothes were torn.

A set of movements is like flowing water, precise, fast, precise and ruthless!

Xu Moshu's wound had already been soaked by the lake water to produce pus, and it stuck to his clothes. Now that Qi Yinmou tore the wound, the wound began to bleed continuously again.

Xu Moshu: I thank you, and I also thank your whole family.

The kind without thanks.

"Zhan...God of War, your wound is bleeding." Qi Yinjiao looked at the steady stream of blood and said cautiously.

Xu Moshu pretended to be magnanimous and shook his head with his clothes: "It's okay, it's just a small injury."

Qi Yinjiao seemed relieved: "That's good, that's good..."

Xu Moshu: "...!"

Just now I told the truth that I don’t want you to bandage me up, but you insist on bandaging me up. Now I’m lying and saying I’m fine, why do you believe my nonsense again!

But after a while, Shen Xu came soon.

He held a large pile of dry firewood in his arms, and some herbs in his waist.

Like a savior, he walked towards Xu Moshu.