Zeng Chunyu walked over to Mo Huasong worriedly, whispering, "Brother Mo, let me make the way forward with you."
"No, it's too dangerous, we might both end up dead," Mo Huasong shook his head, refusing.
Having an extra person by his side would restrict him.
He had just eaten a Spirit Fruit, his strength had increased rapidly, almost reaching the fifth level of Foundation Establishment.
"If we die, we die together." After just two days in the ruins, Zeng Chunyu had seen quite a few deaths.
So, she had removed life and death from her concerns.
Mo Huasong joked intentionally, "Why? Do you want to die on the same day, in the same month, in the same year as me?"
"Brother Mo, ignoring you now," Zeng Chunyu blushed as she detected Mo Huasong's teasing tone.
This "dying on the same day, in the same month, and the same year" phrase sounded like it applied to lovers, why did he say that? Could it be that she felt something towards him?
