Traveling through the beast world: I took the system to the pinnacle of life

Chapter 447
"How is it possible, how is this possible!"

The voice was too harsh, just as Song Jinqiao wanted to cover her ears, Yan Mo raised her hand to cover her ears.

Song Jinqiao paused and thanked her.

Over there Mata Hari was still screaming like crazy.

[How bad is her ability to bear this. ] The system gloated.

'Probably not, she should have come many times, but failed every time, so she couldn't hold back anymore. '

Song Jinqiao understood this feeling.

[Or kill her first. ] The system suggested.

Song Jinqiao frowned and thought: "No, she should know a lot. '

She obviously knew how to open the door.

'I'd rather know where she came from. '

Mata Hari went crazy for a while and then became normal. She gracefully got up and straightened her hair and animal skin clothes, and suddenly looked at Song Jinqiao and the others.

"Female, do you have spar?"

Song Jinqiao blinked her eyes, shook her head blankly and said, "No, our family's crystals are all gone, and I spent them all in Wangcheng."

Mata Hari was at a loss for words, looked at them with contempt, turned around and walked away mercilessly.

[What is she doing? ]

'It should be to leave here and find rare crystals again. '

The only valuable things here are those rare crystals and that mysterious power.

'She can leave without mercy, which means that there are no rare crystals in this place. '

Or, the rare spar is where the mysterious power is.

Song Jinqiao turned around and was about to follow, but found that Mata Hari had disappeared.

"Damn it, forget about the fog," she said angrily.

Forget it, if you can't find it, you can't find it. Instead of looking for her, it's better to study these two trees.

"Is there any mystery about these two trees?" Song Jinqiao squeezed her chin, circled the two trees, and pondered.

She walked through two trees and found nothing unusual.

Just as she was thinking, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she looked around vigilantly.

At the same time, her whole body fell into a warm embrace.

"Hush, don't make a sound." Yan Mo pressed her head and held her tightly in his arms.

Song Jinqiao only felt something whizzing past her ears, the sound of piercing the wind was clear and audible, and her heart suddenly missed a beat.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly.

"It's okay, don't move around." His voice was extremely light, and his tone was so gentle, like the white snow on the top of a snow-capped mountain.

After a while, Song Jinqiao was finally let go, and the surroundings were quiet. If she hadn't really sensed the danger, and the system had told her what happened just now, she would have thought nothing was wrong.

"You're hurt." She grabbed her hand, frowning.

Something was painted on the originally fair and slender hand, and there was a deep scar, which even exuded a faint blackness.

Yan Mo didn't expect her to do this, paused, retracted her hand, and said in a calm voice, "It's okay, a little injury."

Song Jinqiao wanted to give him a blank look.

Small injury?

The system said that it is dangerous to hurt the breath above.

"Don't you feel the pain?" Song Jinqiao raised her eyes suspiciously, and with a little displeasure in her suspicious eyes, she turned her eyes to his hand, pulled it back, and took out the healing The spar healed him.

The system said that this injury would be very painful, like that of Cruciatus, this man, ah bah, didn't this male feel it.

(End of this chapter)