The night Mo Chen in the heart has too many doubts, too many don't understand, no way to answer, he thought, maybe only purple smoke wake up to get the answer.

He doesn't have more time to think that much now.

The high fever of the moon kept on, and his face and even his body were covered with abnormal red halo. His breath was light and shallow. Yemo Chen was very nervous and scared. He was really afraid that the person in front of him would never wake up.

Yemo Chen turns on the cold water, tears a piece of cloth on his clothes, moistens the water, and puts it on the frost like forehead to cool it physically by cold compress.

At the same time, Yemo Chen is also thinking about other methods, but he has exhausted all the methods he knows, and the temperature of Yueru frost is still high.

No way! If it goes on like this, there will be no one.

Night Mo Chen can only pick up the moon like frost and start to run gambling. He can't run to the side where he fell down, he can only run to the other side.

Mo Wanfeng and Ziyan are also looking for Yemo Chen and Yueru frost. They are running and shouting.

"Ah Chen..."

"Like frost..."

"Wang Ye..."

"Miss Yue..."

They have different directions and different voices.

Mo Wanfeng is a direction for a person to walk in. He walks by intuition.

It turns out that Mo Wanfeng's intuition is right.

Mo Chen Ran for a while with the moon like frost in his arms. He vaguely heard that someone called him and Rushuang. He was so happy that he didn't have the heart to think about Rushuang.

The night Mo Chen immediately followed the sound source to run, while running, he also called: "this king is here."

More recently, Yemo Chen was able to distinguish Mo Wanfeng's voice, so his voice increased by two points: "Wanfeng, I'm here."

"Ah Chen, like frost..."

Mo Wanfeng was still calling, but after calling, he suddenly realized something and said in surprise, "ah Chen, is that you?"

"Evening wind is my king." Night Mo Chen Road.

Mo Wanfeng was so excited that he finally found one.

Involuntarily, Mo Wanfeng's pace quickened again.

They run and get closer to each other.

A moment later, Mo Wanfeng and Yemo Chen could see each other. They were stunned for a moment, but they all recovered in an instant.

Ye Mo Chen subconsciously comes forward to ask Mo Wanfeng to see the situation of the person in his arms. Mo Wanfeng rushes straight up and reaches out his hand to pick up the person from ye Mo Chen's arms.

Before that, Mo Wanfeng's voice had come out: "like frost..."

Mo Wanfeng looked at the frosty moon. It was painful and exciting. His tears almost came down. When he touched her body and felt her high fever, he was out of control.

"What's going on? How could Rushuang hurt so badly? "

"She fell from such a high cliff, another person ran so far, met with lightning, thunder, pouring rain at night, can't she?" Night Mo Chen subconsciously said.

However, as the voice fell, Yemo Chen suddenly realized something. He frowned and asked Mo Wanfeng in disbelief, "Wanfeng, what did you call her just now? Like frost? What is frost like? What do you mean? "

"The moon is like frost!" Mo Wanfeng returns impatiently.

However, as soon as the words came out, Mo Wanfeng was annoyed. How did he say it?

ah Chen is as like as two peas, and he is a purple smoke. He doesn't know if the frost is exactly the same as the purple smoke. If he doesn't say, when he returns, he will turn two people into a bag, and he will leave with frost like that.

"The moon is like frost? Do you think the person I hold is like frost Mo Chen looks at Mo Wanfeng inquisitively.

After all, yuerusheng and Ziyan are two different people. They have different life experiences and different growth environments. The most important thing is that yuerusheng is so ugly that it can't compare with Ziyan. How can they have the same face?

Yes!

Absolutely impossible!

But why is the scale in his heart biased?

"What? Did I say that? " Mo Wanfeng thought about it. When Mo Chen asked, he pretended to be stupid and said, "ah Chen, you must have heard me wrong. I'm looking for the moon like frost. It's obvious that the smoke in your arms is purple smoke. How can I say it's the moon like frost? The moon like frost and purple smoke are not of the same level, are they? " The moon is like frost. I don't know how far it is.

"Is it?" Night Mo Chen listen to Mo Wanfeng denied, but his heart seems to have a gas, can't go up, can't come down, that call a uncomfortable.

Mo Wanfeng nodded heavily: "absolutely! Ah Chen, you must not have a good rest these days. That's why you have hallucinations. You see, what you're holding is purple smoke. There's absolutely nothing wrong with it. "

Mo Wanfeng told a lie. He didn't even frown. In order to protect the moon like frost and the secret that the moon like frost didn't want to tell, he really struggled.But, ah Chen, can you stop looking at me like that? I'm afraid I can't stand it!

Seeing Mo Wanfeng swearing, ye Mo Chen couldn't stop wondering. Did he really hear wrong before?

"Why did I hear you call her frost?" The night Mo Chen is hypocritical.

Mo Wanfeng took a deep breath, opened a smile, and then explained: "it must be your illusion, ah Chen, you are too tired!"

"Is that so?" What makes him think it's not?

"Absolutely Mo Wanfeng nodded heavily. Then, he turned the topic decisively: "ah Chen, don't delay any more. If you delay any more, you will be gone."

The night Mo Chen whole body a Zheng, immediately also dare not stay more, embrace a person to start to run.

After blinking, Mo Wanfeng is in a dilemma again. At this moment, ah Chen thinks that Ziyan is the one in his arms, so he tries his best. But Ziyan is in the house, and the house has so many eyes to watch. What can he do to exchange them quietly?

To change, he has to have a chance.

Mo Wanfeng followed Yemo Chen back, thinking.

Seeing Ziyan's voice can already be heard, Mo Wanfeng is more and more nervous. If you let them have a look, then they don't have everything to help?

No, he has to arrange things ahead of time.

How to do it?

Mo Wanfeng's mind is full of twists and turns. All of a sudden, he has an idea in his head.

He said to Yemo Chen: "ah Chen, you go straight along this road. You can go out soon. There are doctors waiting outside the forest. I'm going to find Rushun. In order to find you, she doesn't want to die. She and I are separated again

Night Mo Chen looked back at Mo Wanfeng, Mo Wanfeng gave him a reassuring look, said: "don't worry, I will go out soon."

Finish saying, also don't wait for night Mo Chen to speak again, he then turned to leave.

However, when Yemo Chen began to have no time to care more, Mo Wanfeng quietly followed him, and he had a stick in his hand.