Chapter 081: It's time for the past Everything was paid for.
Yu Xuezhi stared blankly at Mo Huai, who was trembling to the point of being trembling beyond human form. Somewhere in his chest that was empty due to practicing the ruthless path, suddenly and strangely beat. Yu Xuezhi couldn't believe that he wasn't even angry like he did just now. The blood-soaked lessons from the past reminded him all the time that a country's nature is easy to change but hard to change.
Selfishness is Mo Zhun's nature. How could it be changed easily now? Mo Huai had no idea what Yu Xuezhi was thinking in his heart. He tried to breathe hard to make his voice clearer: It's getting dark, let's go back first and wait until tomorrow. I came back to dig maybe because the plot was out of his control. Yu Xuezhi was a little anxious. He pushed the unsteady man away: My husband will be worried. "Yu Xuezhi mouthed a man's mouth, as if he was holding the sharpest thorn and scratching Mo Zhun's heart back and forth.
He stood up awkwardly, his whole face began to heat up due to the cold, and his swollen palms tightly grasped Yu Xuezhi's Arms, voice weak.
"You know me, Master. You will be able to recognize me as long as you are cured." However, before Mo Huai finished his hoarse words, his palm suddenly loosened and fell straight into the snow.
"Yu Xuezhi looked at Mo Zhun lying in the snow with an unclear expression. In this howling snow mountain, Mo Zhun would definitely freeze to death in less than half an hour. Knowing this, Yu Xuezhi slowly looked up. Looking at the cloudless sky,
he was thinking about whether to let this person die here, but this revenge was not enough for him. There were ten levels of hell, and Mo Huai had just reached the first level
. When Huai woke up from the severe pain, he found that he was lying in a simply decorated inn. He lowered his head and looked at the pain area. He saw that his frostbitten palms on the mountain had been tightly bandaged, and his face was also tightly bandaged. Wrapping gauze around a few times.
"Yes" Mo Zhun tried to make a sound, but his hoarse voice could not make any sound at all. Based on his physical condition, Mo Huai guessed that he had a high fever, but he couldn't care about his health now. Painful, he hadn't seen Yu Xuezhi since he woke up, which made Mo Huai start to panic for no reason. Who sent him to the inn and who bandaged him? A possibility that filled Mo Zhun with fantasy. Mo Huai, who had a thought in his mind as to whether his master could have this kind of fantasy, got out of bed and opened the door and walked out, but was struck by the heavy reality and couldn't stand still.
"Hey, sir, you're out. It just so happens that you can drink this freshly prepared anti-cold medicine while it's hot. After you drink it, I'll make lunch for you. "
As soon as Mo Zhun trembled downstairs, he met a waiter. As soon as the waiter saw him getting out of bed, he hurriedly helped him back into the room. It wasn't until he finished drinking the medicine that Mo Zhun asked in a hoarse voice: "Who sent me here?" the waiter in the store thought as he was putting away the medicine bowl: "Oh, it's Mr. Wenruo. When you came here, you were almost frozen into ice pimples. The shopkeeper almost didn't dare to take you in. Okay. After two doses, you regained some of your popularity.
"Besides Mr. Wen Ruo, is there anyone else who sent me here? " "Mo Zhun continued to ask without giving up. From the waiter's description, that person should be Wen District. Since Wen Xin is here, Yu Xuezhi will definitely follow.
"Hey, look at my brain. "The waiter slapped his forehead: There is indeed another one, but the aura was too cold. I didn't even dare to look at it, so I didn't remember it." Mo Zhun smiled with relief when he heard this. Master still has him in his heart, and his efforts have not been in vain. After the waiter left, Mo Huai fell into deep thought. He knows, He knows it all.
