The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

Zhu Linger rushed over as soon as the Wheel of Time and Space was restored.

She knew what Dongfang Qinglian was going to do, but the time and space changed again, and even Zhu Linger couldn't figure out what was going on, so she wanted to go over and take a look as soon as it was restored.

Although the address recorded did not have the specific location of the Wheel of Time and Space, only the approximate location, the Saint King's heroic self-destruction directly allowed Zhu Linger to see Mo Lin flying backwards.

...

Zhu Linger brought Mo Lin to a remote small house, which was a small house she had found a long time ago and prepared for her plan.

She gently put Mo Lin's body on the bed, carefully afraid of touching Mo Lin's injuries.

Looking at Mo Lin's miserable body, Zhu Linger's face was almost full of pity, and her eyes were full of heartache and pity.

Zhu Linger immediately pinched a few spells, and her white and slender hands gently stroked Mo Lin's wounds. The red and pink spiritual power slowly gathered, and she used her spiritual power to slowly heal Mo Lin's hideous wounds.

After a long time, when Mo Lin's injuries gradually stabilized, Zhu Linger slowly withdrew her hands and looked at Mo Lin's sleeping face with a complicated expression.

Seeing Mo Lin's slightly relaxed expression, Zhu Linger also breathed a sigh of relief, and gently stroked her chest with her slender hands, causing her chest to shake.

"Should I... wait until Brother Mo wakes up, and then...?" Zhu Linger murmured to herself.

Zhu Linger hesitated a little. She knew that now was the best time to use that kind of magic on Mo Lin, but she couldn't help but want to talk to Mo Lin who remembered everything.

"Brother Mo... I'm sorry." Zhu Linger gently stroked Mo Lin's handsome face, and the love and regret in her eyes could not be stopped.

For three days, Mo Lin hadn't woken up yet, and Zhu Ling'er stayed by his side, healing him, cleaning up his dirt, and changing his clothes.

This was her first time taking care of someone, so she was inevitably a little clumsy, and even let Mo Lin fall to the ground once, which made the unconscious Mo Lin frown, and Zhu Ling'er was so angry that she almost slapped herself.

But fortunately, Zhu Ling'er was very smart and learned quickly. Except for the initial clumsiness, she gradually became proficient.

But on the morning of the fourth day, Mo Lin slowly opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment in confusion.

Strange ceiling, where is this?

Mo Lin turned his head and saw a beautiful figure lying beside his bed, with long red-pink hair slightly curled and a good figure. Although he didn't see her face, Mo Lin recognized her at a glance.

It was Zhu Ling'er, why was it her?

Mo Lin tried to get up and sat up with some difficulty.

Hmm? The energy in my body?

Mo Lin was a little surprised... No way? Is this my illusion?

Mo Lin closed his eyes and felt the energy flowing in his body. Although his injuries had not recovered and his energy was very weak, Mo Lin felt that his realm seemed to be no longer the realm of the Venerable.

He seemed to have broken through to the Saint Realm...

Uh... Just broke through by accident? Mo Lin was also a little strange. Could it be that he would break through every time he was beaten? What Saiyan blood?

Mo Lin adjusted the spiritual power in his body, letting them run slowly and recovering his strength bit by bit.

"It hurts so much..." But just when Mo Lin was running for the second week, some tendons were damaged, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Well... Brother Mo, you're awake!" Zhu Ling'er said in surprise when she saw Mo Lin sitting up.

"Well, why are you here?" Mo Lin panted twice and asked calmly.

"I... I brought Brother Mo here to heal his injuries. Brother Mo was seriously injured. I brought you here..." Zhu Ling'er lowered her head and answered in a low voice.

"Where's Hua Huo? I remember I asked Hua Huo to take me away, and... Where's Qing Lian?" Mo Lin frowned. This answer did not satisfy him.

And now he did not want to see Zhu Ling'er.

"Hua Huo?... Is it the girl with black hair and twin ponytails? She was not in a good condition at the time. Sister Qing Lian's condition was not that serious, so I asked her to take care of Sister Qing Lian." Zhu Ling'er's mind turned quickly and she immediately thought of an excuse.

"But Brother Mo, your injuries are very serious! There is no time to delay. I felt the spiritual power explosion there, so I rushed over. I didn't expect to see you. I took you away without thinking and brought you here to heal your injuries..." Zhu Ling'er said quickly.

"... Is that so?" Mo Lin always felt that Zhu Ling'er seemed to be hiding something, but he didn't care too much. Now he didn't want to talk to Zhu Ling'er.

"Okay, thank you. My injury is almost healed now. Thank you for saving me. I will leave now." Mo Lin nodded and got up from the bed. Although he groaned in pain as he moved,Brother, you don't need to thank me. Your injury hasn't healed yet. Can I take care of you for a while? "Zhu Ling'er said hurriedly when she saw Mo Lin was leaving.

"Don't bother you... Miss Zhu Ling'er, I'm fine. Thank you for these days." Mo Lin hesitated for a moment, but still didn't call her Zhu Fairy, but changed to Miss Zhu Ling'er.

He didn't want to cause any misunderstandings to the girl in front of him because of the name.

"Ah... Haha, so, Brother Mo doesn't need to call me that, I..." Zhu Ling'er's expression froze, and she was about to say something, but was interrupted by Mo Lin again.

"It's just a name, there's no need to care, I'm leaving, goodbye." Mo Lin waved his hand, stood up and wanted to leave.

"Don't, don't go!" Zhu Ling'er grabbed the corner of Mo Lin's clothes, her eyes sad, "Brother Mo, you haven't eaten for so long, can you eat before leaving? "

"No need to bother you, Miss Zhu Ling'er. I am very grateful for your care these days. If you need compensation, I will find a way to give it to you later, or your care these days can offset the friendship I took care of you before, so that we owe each other nothing." Mo Lin gently stroked Zhu Ling'er's hand and said lightly.

"..." Zhu Ling'er's eyes were a little empty. Although she had expected some bad results of talking to Mo Lin before, she really couldn't stand this situation now.

"Brother Mo, the care I took these days... is not enough. Let me cook another meal for you to repay your care for me before, okay?" Zhu Ling'er looked at Mo Lin, and the pleading in her eyes slid down with tears.

"...Okay. "Mo Lin frowned, hesitated for a moment, and agreed.

After that, they didn't owe each other anything. They could take good care of themselves, so why did they have to hold me back?

... After a while, Zhu Ling'er's meal was ready. It was quite rich. Her cooking skills have improved over the years.

"Brother Mo, come and try my cooking skills. I practiced them all on purpose." Zhu Ling'er smiled and put the dishes on the table and handed Mo Lin chopsticks.

Mo Lin took two bites and the taste was really good. The taste was sweet and refreshing, which suited his appetite. It seemed that Zhu Ling'er had really put in a lot of effort.

Mo Lin was not polite and ate all the dishes with Zhu Ling'er.

Zhu Ling'er looked at Mo Lin eating, and seemed to hold back tears in her eyes, looking at Mo Lin from time to time.

How long has it been since I felt this way?

"Come, Brother Mo, this glass of wine is my tribute to you for many years. "Zhu Ling'er poured a glass of wine for Mo Lin, and forced a relatively happy smile.

"I remember telling you to drink less... Sorry, I overstepped my bounds. You can decide for yourselves. Well, you're welcome. I wish you all the best in the future." Mo Lin just frowned, then sighed, took the glass, and drank it all.

"Haha, I will drink less in the future. I'll listen to you, Brother Mo." Zhu Ling'er smiled and responded.

"It's okay." Mo Lin shook his head. The wine tasted good. It should be a spiritual wine. Mo Lin couldn't help but drink a few more glasses.

But after a while, Mo Lin felt a surge of fatigue, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

"Ling'er, you...!" Mo Lin lost consciousness before he finished speaking.

Zhu Ling'er looked at Mo Lin lovingly, stroked his face, and said softly.

"I'm sorry, Brother Mo."