He died. When Mo Wuhen saw this, he felt that Long Chushang's behavior was quite cruel. He couldn't bear to see such a cute little white dog die like this, so he turned away.

Zhuge Mou glanced at the little white dog and took the soul from the little white dog. Then he threw the body to Mo Wuhen, turned around and said, "Take it away."

"Yes." Mo Wuhen turned around and walked out of the room without asking any questions. When he had already stepped out of the room, Zhuge Mou suddenly stopped him and said, "Wait a minute."

Mo Wuhen stopped and said, "What do you want me to do?"

"Throw it away." After Zhuge Mou said this, the door closed automatically.

Mo Wuhen lowered his eyes and looked at the little white dog. At this moment, he thought of the little white tiger next to Feng Yunmo. The little white tiger was similar in size to Feng Yunmo. It was also so cute and liked to bark at every turn.

Yun Mo, she should also be practicing diligently in a corner of that Guangming Academy.

Zhuge Mou did not tell him what kind of big conspiracy was needed to find Lan Tian and get the little white dog?

At best, he is just a pawn in Long Chushang's hands.

If the chess pieces are useless, they will be discarded.

How could Mo Wuhen not know, but it was a fact that Long Chushang saved him, and he must repay this kindness, so he would work for Long Chushang without any complaints.

In a blink of an eye, we arrived in the mountains and forests behind Guangming Academy.

Mo Wuhen found a relatively secluded place, dug a pit just big enough to accommodate the little white dog with his hands, tore off a piece of cloth, covered the little white dog, then put the little white dog into the hole, filled

Mud, bury well.

Although he was buried, Mo Wuhen still didn't leave.

He said softly: "Actually, I should have thought that Long Chushang didn't have any good intentions in asking for a little white dog, so why did he choose you? What if Yun Mo knew that I, my brother, had killed a little white dog for no reason?

Life, will she blame me?"

He remembered that Feng Yunmo liked such little animals when he was little.

"Long Chushang doesn't want me to recognize you, and I don't know what his intentions are." Mo Wuhen said to himself in distress.

Not only did Long Chushang not let him recognize this sister, he also asked him to get close to Feng Yunmo and test her aura.

Now, Long Chushang seems to have gotten some kind of clue that is very important to him from Feng Yunmo. Mo Wuhen is afraid that Feng Yunmo is the son of the demon phoenix that Long Chushang has been looking for.

Because the little white tiger on Feng Yunmo's body is not an ordinary pet, let alone a dog?

Thinking of the little white tiger, Mo Wuhen's thoughts turned back to the meaning of Long Chushang wanting this little white dog?

He wanted the dog and strangled the dog to death instantly. His purpose was...

Could it be to take the soul of this dog?

He rushed to dig out the filled hole. When he saw the little white dog's body, he stopped his hand again and smiled bitterly: "Even if I rescue it, what will I know?"

He withdrew his hand and stopped struggling pointlessly.

He pushed the pile of soil in front of him with his foot, buried the little white dog again, then turned and left.

At this time, a beautiful figure walked out of the mountain. Watching Mo Wuhen disappear into the distance, she slowly walked out and came to the place where the little white dog was buried.

He lowered his eyes and looked at it, then squatted down, put the medicine basket next to him, picked up a dry and strong wooden branch, and dug up the soil.

Carefully pick up the little white dog from the soil.
Chapter completed!