"Is it that place?" Ruoxi suddenly pointed at a towering tree and asked softly.
Jun Moling nodded slightly, "It seems so, let's hurry over."
Ruoxi nodded lightly, indicating her agreement.
The two hurriedly walked over, and sure enough, looking around, this was precisely the place where Jun Moling had been bitten by a poisonous snake and was lying weakly under the tree.
And at that time, it was the five-year-old Ruoxi who saved him.
Jun Moling, oblivious to the dirt under the tree that might soil his robes, suddenly sat down on the ground, then reached out and pulled his wife into his embrace, seating her on his lap.
Looking at the somewhat familiar place from her memories, Ruoxi felt playful and suddenly said in a sweet and coy voice, "Big brother, what's wrong with you? Are you hurt? I can save you, but I'm so hungry."
"Hahaha." Jun Moling was amused by her playful demeanor and laughed heartily, but his arms held her even tighter.
