Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 233 The Gate of Death [8]

Mo Fenghua covered her head, why can't she remember what happened next?How can you not remember it?
Obviously the feeling is very strong, obviously you can remember it?

It's like you keep something close at hand, but when you look for it, you can't find it.

Mo Fenghua's intuition told her that that matter was very important, she must think about it, and remember it, otherwise she would regret it.

She held her head and tried hard to think, but the memory still stayed at the moment she fell into the abyss, and everything after that was blank, chaotic, and confused, as if trapped in a fog, the way out was in front of her eyes, but she couldn't find it no matter what. less than.

She sat under the silk tree for a long time, combing her memory over and over again, but that part was still incomplete.

Mo Fenghua rubbed his temples, he just woke up and used his brain too much, and his head started to hurt a little.

Although she felt that memory was very important, it was not a personal matter, since she couldn't think of it no matter how hard she thought about it, she didn't force it.

Maybe... I don't know when I will remember it.

Mo Fenghua suddenly remembered that she had another thing to do.

She remembered that when she fell, she seemed to lose contact with the ring, and she hurriedly tried to see if she could go in again.

Fortunately, she went in smoothly, maybe because she hasn't come in for a long time recently, there is a barren atmosphere in the space.

The water in the spiritual spring also lost some of its aura.

The plant with red fruit is also a little wilted.

"Go away..." Mo Fenghua shouted.

There was no response, Mo Fenghua continued to shout: "Get out... Where are you, come out!"

Seeing that the leaves of the plant were very wilted, she held a handful of spring water in her hand and poured it on the plant, back and forth several times.

Gun Gun finally got out of the mud, dirty and covered with mud, it raised a height of more than one meter, and threw itself on Mo Fenghua, crying loudly: "Wow... Momo, you are finally here... ..."

Mo Fenghua picked up the small fruit, "What's wrong?"

Two lines of tears flowed from Mung Bean's eyes: "I thought you were dead, I haven't felt you all this time... woo woo..."

Mo Fenghua's heart suddenly warmed up, and a sense of sourness filled his heart. Only, only Gun Gun would care about her so purely when he came here.

She squeezed the round and round body, "It's okay... I have a big life, I can't die."

She came to the spring and washed off the mud on Rolling's body: "Don't cry, it's okay..."

Gun Gun was sobbing, lying on Mo Fenghua's body and couldn't get off.

In the end, Mo Fenghua put it on the shore, "You play here, I'll go down and take a bath."

Taking off his clothes and sitting in the spiritual spring, Mo Fenghua gradually felt some stiff bones and sore muscles finally relaxed, and his physical strength and true energy also recovered quickly.

Mo Fenghua's hands touched the water on his body, and when his fingers touched the soft lumps on his chest, he suddenly stopped. Why... there was a familiar and shy feeling?
It seems... there is still a strange touch left on it?
Mo Fenghua bit his lip, why does it feel so wrong to take a shower today?Something was wrong all over her body, and she raised her hand too much to look at her fingers.

It looks nice, round and fair, with slender hands, but it always feels like there should be a hole in the fingertips, or a bite wound?
How can there be such a strange feeling?

[It’s gone today...see you tomorrow...well...]
(End of this chapter)