"No, it's nothing, I just need to go out for a while..." Jia Xi hurried to explain, but Mo Yun's playful eyes followed her again. 。This made Jia Xi extremely uncomfortable. 。,"Hmph, this little wretch is already in such a state, does he think he can do anything" Wang Fu looked at Mo Yun, who was weak and emaciated on the sickbed, and said disdainfully. 。,Now that his physical body has lost its crucial spirit bone, he is not only grievously wounded but also unable to cultivate. 。。