Mo Jiu's pupils shrank suddenly and he said angrily: "Are you crazy? Why do you do this?"

At this moment, Yan Luo seemed to have changed a different person again, his tone was calm: "Since you can hurt yourself, why can't I?"

Mo Jiu was speechless for a moment.

He was injured for the first time because he was accidentally injured. The second time was to test his ability, he only needed to make a cut of one centimeter at most. How could he burn her entire palm like Yan Luo?

But he didn't bother to scold Yan Luo, but frowned, carefully holding her hand, trying to recover from her injuries.

The black light in Yan Luo's eyes faded away, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

She just now seemed a little different from herself.

But that must be her own, she can be sure, because she was impressed by what she did and said, and remembered it in her mind.

But she was very unfamiliar with what she did and couldn't believe it was something she could do.

Has she recovered her memory just now?

She looks like that when she is normal?

Indifferent and ruthless, as if you don’t see everything in the world. Even with your own body, it is just a body when you need it.

Yan Luo frowned.

To be honest, she didn't like that 'self' at all.

It’s not that he is too indifferent to the world, but that he is too cold to Mo Jiu.

She was angry that he was good at his behavior, but she would not let Mojiu realize his mistake in the form of self-harm.

It seemed that it was her own palm burning, but in fact, if Mojiu cares about her, it would undoubtedly be a punishment for him.

Looking at Mo Jiu's frown together at this moment, this method is undoubtedly very effective.

It hits the nail on the head and hits the key points.

That self made Yan Luo a little scared, like interrogation. He had been punished for countless years before he could find the weaknesses on the other side as soon as he met and whipped them hard.

Mo Jiu tried various methods and found it difficult to activate his superpowers. Could it be that his ability can only be activated once in a day?

Seeing Yan Luo's originally tender palm turn black, his skin blooms, and blood flows out of the pink blood marks, he was silent for a moment, but still gritted his teeth, picked up the kitchen knife and slashed it on his palm!

"You..." Yan Luo was about to speak, but Mo Jiu's eyes were blocked back.

His eyes seemed to be much better than her just now, including anxiety, anger, and pain caused by the wound.

"Quiet! If you hadn't done this, how could I try this method?" Mo Jiu cursed in a low voice, ignoring the pain in his palm, slowly clasped his left hand, allowing the blood to flow and drip into Yan Luo's palm.

A magical thing happened. Yan Luo's charred palms began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. The burnt skin fell off and pink and tender flesh grew again on the wound.

Mo Jiu and Yan Luo both looked at him blankly.

He understood a little that his blood could recover from his injuries.

After squeezing the blood for a while, the scar that Mo Jiu drew was gone. It was a bit pink and tender with Yan Luo. It could be seen at a glance that it was freshly flesh and blood. It was completely white and tender before it was injured, and even the palm lines were completely complete.

Mo Jiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned on the faucet and started washing his hands.

Yan Luo looked down at the blood on his hands, feeling that he also needed to clean it.

She walked towards the pool, but Mo Jiu had no intention of getting out of the way. She didn't even say anything, but just squeezed the hand sanitizer silently.

Yan Luo keenly felt that the atmosphere was a little bad, but she didn't even have the courage to break it.

Because she seemed to have vaguely understood why Mo Jiu was angry...

It's all my fault!

But this was obviously impossible to say, so Yan Luo could only stand beside Mo Jiu and watch him clean his hands.

Mo Jiu closed the water and shook his hands a few times: "Oh, I forgot that you have to wash your hands, wash it."

As he said that, he turned on the faucet again, but it turned it to the maximum, splashing the two of them all over.

Yan Luo wanted to be smaller, but Yu Guang caught Mo Jiu's gloomy expression and dared not.

In this way, in the strange atmosphere, the water flow was allowed to splash, making their clothes gradually wet and wet.

Mo Jiu finally got out of the position: "Wash it."

Yan Luo quickly turned off the small faucet and washed his hands in a hurry.

By the way, the panic at this moment was the first time she felt it.

Seeing Yan Luo who had washed his hands, turned around, stood in front of him properly, and lowered his head, Mo Jiu's anger suddenly dissipated three points.

But he still said in a deep voice: "What are you doing? Self-harm? Temper?"

"I just want to cut a centimeter of holes, also called hurting myself? Do nothing, and scars will be formed in the last ten minutes. Okay, let's take a step back, even if this is considered self-harm, I have the capital to be injured when I recovered from my previous injury, but what about you?" Mo Jiu paused word by word and said slowly.

"After coming to this world, your mana seems to be no longer there, right? Otherwise, you won't feel hungry. Then where do you have the ability to heal yourself? I feel that you can heal the burned wound of your whole palm?" Mo Jiu's speech faster and faster, and his tone became more and more fierce. "If I hadn't tried this method, your hand would be useless. Do you understand?"

After being scolded by Mo Jiu pointing at his nose like this, Yan Luo frowned slightly at a moment, as if he saw a bug appearing at his feet.

Fortunately, in just a moment, Yan Luo returned to normal and honestly lowered his head and was scolded.

Mo Jiu looked at her appearance, and vented her anger and these words, and finally felt soft.

I'm afraid this young lady has never been criticized like this, right?

Maybe even her father hadn't said that.

Moreover, Mo Jiu also understood that this was Yan Luo's behavior of caring about him, but he did not agree with the method.

"Don't lose your temper like this next time, okay? I know you are worried about me, and don't want me to be injured." Mo Jiu said softly.

He also believed that after this, Yan Luo would not do similar behavior again in the future.

Yan Luo whispered: "Yes."

Mo Jiu let out a sigh: "I want to apologize to you. I shouldn't yell at you like this, sorry."

Yan Luo shook his head, his eyes a little strange.

She was a little indescribable in her heart at this moment, but she actually liked Mo Jiu to treat herself like this.

She didn't know why she thought this way, as if she had seen a similar picture, and the relationship between the two people in the picture was so intimate.

Yan Luo thought of something and said, "I want to apologize to you too. I shouldn't... treat myself like that."
Chapter completed!