Mo Wen came up soon. He glanced at his left hand that he placed in his trouser pocket and walked directly to Yu Lan.

He reached out and grabbed Yu Lan, and he bent down and patted the soil stained with Yu Lan's body.

Under this series of actions, he never took out his left hand from his pocket.

Noticed Mo Wen's abnormality, Yu Lan tilted her head and looked at his side face, reached out to take out his left hand from his pocket.

A strong smell of blood came, and Yu Lan wrinkled her nose and saw Mo Wen's left hand full of blood at a glance.

Mo Wen hesitated and tried to withdraw his hand, but Yu Lan held his wrist very tightly.

"Awen, how did this happen?" He pursed his lips in displeasure, and Yu Lan's eyes buried under his eyelids were full of worry.

She reached out her hand and took out a clean hand towel from Mo Wen's pocket, and carefully wiped the blood stains on Mo Wen's hand with her eyes down.

"Why didn't the wound heal?" Looking at the crisscrossing cracks on Mo Wen's hands, Yu Lan felt her heart tightening and raised her eyes and asked in a low voice.

Mo Wen's wound was deep and bones could be seen. From Yu Lan's perspective, you could even clearly see the trembling blood vessels on the back of his hand.

"I don't know." Mo Wen turned his eyes and said indifferently, "Don't worry, Lan Lan, it doesn't hurt."

"How come it doesn't hurt!" Yu Lan roared at Mo Wen with a rare roar. She tried to help Mo Wen stop bleeding, but found that no matter how Mo Wen's wound showed no sign of healing, and the blood was still surging out without control.

Looking at Yu Lan's worried look, Mo Wen lowered his eyelids in a little annoyed. He was too anxious to find Yu Lan just now. If he had known that the wound on his hand was so difficult to heal, he should have waited for the wound to heal before coming out.

After watching for a long time, he could not see any signs of recovery from the wound. Yu Lan swallowed, looked around, and suddenly pulled Mo Wen and ran towards Fang Ark and the others.

"Lan Lan?" Mo Wen, who was led, looked at Yu Lan in confusion, not understanding where she was going to take her.

Yu Lan did not look back, but just led him to continue running forward.

Mo Wen's left hand was still oozing with blood, ticking all the way, and there was no sign of stopping.

"Ark!" Found the Ark who was chatting with Gong Gaoge, and Yu Lan said in a silence, "Have you seen Shengge?"

"Shengge?" Fang Zhou was stunned slightly. He looked around and pointed to the wooden house on one side and said, "She seems to be there, what's wrong?"

"Awen is injured, and the blood cannot be stopped no matter what it is." Yu Lan whispered.

"Are the boss injured?" Shengge heard the noise and walked out of the room, holding the little Zhou Rong in his hand.

Yu Lan took Mo Wen's hand and ran towards Shengge, and handed his hand in front of Shengge, "Shengge, help treat Awen's hand."

In just a moment, Mo Wen's hands had become bloody and could hardly see the original skin.

"The wound is so severe." Shengge frowned and immediately took out the healing device from the space to help Mo Wen heal. At the same time, he raised his eyes and asked, "How did this hurt?"

Yu Lan looked over and obviously wanted to know how Mo Wen was injured.

"Two psychics attacked me." Looking at the back of his hand that had recovered as before, Mo Wen said lightly, "The place they were injured seems to be unable to heal."

"Why?" This was the first time Shengge heard this. "According to your current strength, the wound should be able to heal easily."

"I don't know." Mo Wen replied honestly, and bent down and hugged Yu Lan from behind, "Lan Lan, I'm fine."

Raising his hand over Mo Wen's hand, Yu Lan looked back at his face and said, "Awen, I want to go underground to take a look."

"Lanlan, there is no danger now." Seeing this, Mo Wen couldn't help but smile gently, "You have nothing to see if you go down now."

"I want to go down." Looking up at Mo Wen's gentle smile, Yu Lan turned around and was about to go down the ground.

Mo Wen could not let Yu Lan go down. He raised his hand and grabbed Yu Lan's arm, raised his foot and chased after him.

"Boss, I won't go down again." Fang Zhou followed Mo Wen, and although he was curious, he still said, "I really don't want to smell the smell underground again."

"Yes." Mo Wen didn't plan to go down again at the beginning, and now he is just following Yu Lan.

"There is also Zhou Yu who said he would fiddle with the alien plant controller, and I can let him follow you." Fang Zhou turned around and waved to Zhou Yu, "I asked a few guards of the Baitu base in front. They are familiar with the way to the handover city. Once the alien plant blocking the road moves away, I can take my brothers to the handover city."

"It depends on you." Mo Wen said lightly.

"Okay." Grinning at Mo Wen, Fang Zhou waved to Zhou Yu and signaled him to follow Mo Wen quickly.

"My family, please help me take care of me first." He said hurriedly to Yang Tianzong, and Zhou Yu hurriedly caught up with Mo Wen.

Shengge followed them for granted, and he was slightly worried about the safety of Xiuqi.

Xiu Qi will definitely not be able to deal with the psychic person who can make Mo Wen injured.

Yu Lan, who jumped to the ground again, couldn't help but cover her nose and looked at Mo Wen's worried eyes sideways. She put down her hand and continued to walk forward. The expression on her face didn't look very pleasant.

"Lanlan." Mo Wen followed her at a loss, held Yu Lan's hand and said gently, "My hand is fine, don't be angry, okay?"

"I'm not angry." Yu Lan glanced at him and snorted softly.

Isn't this angry yet?

Mo Wen became more and more helpless. This was the first time Yu Lan got angry at him.

"Blue." Mo Wen lowered his figure and lowered his head and said again, "I'm really wrong."

Yu Lan ignored him.

I don’t know why Yu Lan was angry, but Mo Wen thought about it before saying, “I promise I won’t be injured again next time, okay?”

"Will you be hurt again?" Yu Lan stopped. She stretched out her hands and held Mo Wen's face. Her milky white eyes clearly reflected Mo Wen's figure under the dim light. "Mo Wen, can you be more perfunctory?"

Yu Lan's tone of speaking was too cold, and Mo Wen was stunned for a moment.

"You don't even know why I'm angry." Pushing Mo Wen's hand away, Yu Lan turned her head and continued to walk forward.

How could Yu Lan leave her side like this? Mo Wen quickly reached out to trap Yu Lan, and his cold hands trembled uncontrollably.

His dark eyes were completely deeper, and his black pupils almost dilated the whites of his eyes, and his cold expression was as trembling as the god of death.

His slightly purple lips trembled slightly, and even his eyes seemed to be out of focus.
Chapter completed!