Mo Huasong laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Hua Bao walked over to Mo Huasong with concern. Although his complexion was fine, he was covered in blood, and she couldn't help but say, "Handsome god, we all brought water with us, how about taking a bath?"
With a thought, Mo Huasong's Divine Sense spread out, and every blade of grass within ten kilometers fell under his scrutiny.
"No need, there's a stream a few kilometers to the right. I'll go there to bathe," said Mo Huasong.
"Ah, there's a stream over there?" The girls exclaimed excitedly.
Which woman doesn't like to be clean? It's just that under these circumstances, they hadn't had the opportunity.
Now that they had the chance, they naturally wanted to bathe as well.
"Handsome god, let's go then," Hua Bao said happily.
Mo Huasong nodded and led the girls in flight towards the stream.