Traveling through the beast world: Beastmaster, don't mess around!

Chapter 148 Friendship is Rare
Chapter 148 Friendship is Rare
Xiyan raised her outstretched hand in mid-air, she didn't dare to hold it anymore, and finally had to withdraw it awkwardly, but her eyes turned red when she looked at Ji Mo.

"Ji Mo, are you in pain? Why do you keep getting hurt? That bastard Hu Jia, I'm sorry."

Ji Mo reached out her hand to wipe her tears, but was stared back by Qian Huang's cold eyes, she had no choice but to put her hand down, and said to Xi Yan, "I'm fine, don't worry, my body is very resilient, and I'll be back soon It will be fine."

What else could Xi Yan say, Qian Huang said, "Ji Mo is very tired, let her rest first, and you go back to rest, don't get sick again."

Xiyan pursed her lips, and was pulled up by her grandmother. At this moment, she saw the injury on her grandmother's forehead, and suddenly exclaimed, "Aunt, you were injured too? How did you do it?"

Her mother looked at her and smiled kindly, "I'm fine, we thank Ji Mo for saving you, and then go home, don't think about it anymore."

Xi Yan's eyes kept staring at her mother's bloody forehead, and she reached out her hand to touch it distressedly, but her mother held her hand.

"Xi Yan, as long as you are well, Grandma will be fine."

Xiyan looked towards Qianhuang as if aware of it, but saw that Qianhuang hadn't paid attention to them for a long time, all his attention was on Ji Mo, and Ji Mo was leaning on his chest at this time, and fell asleep again. past.

"Xiyan, let's go back and let Ji Mo rest well." Xiyan's mother and father pulled Xiyan out.

It wasn't until she got off the cliff that Xiyan touched her mother's forehead and asked softly, "Aunt, did you force Ji Mo to save me?"

Her mother smiled helplessly, "Xiyan, I can't help it. Ji Mo looks really hurt. I thought you would die. How could I just watch you die?"

Xiyan looked at her mother distressedly, took a few deep breaths, looked in one direction of the tribe, and suddenly said, "Hu Jia, from now on, we are really just tribe members, and we have no other relationship."

Hearing her words, tears flickered in the eyes of her father and mother, and she wept with joy.

"Xiyan, it's great that you think so. You just can't make trouble with your illness. You still have mother, father, and Hu Jia is not a good orc. Together, such a person really can't be a good partner."

Xiyan nodded, tears were also in her eyes, just now, when Xiangyun told her that Hu Jia was seriously injured and might not survive, she was still thinking about going to see him, feeling sorry for him, panicking because of him .

But when she saw Ji Mo just now, and Lord Qian Huang who was holding Ji Mo and refused to let go for a moment, she suddenly felt relieved, what happened to Hu Jia has nothing to do with her in the future.

Although the orcs of the Winged Snake Clan were caught, the patriarch and the others couldn't get anything out of them after asking for a long time. Even if they wanted to detoxify the big witch, there was nothing they could do.In the end, helpless, the patriarch had no choice but to call someone to find Qianhuang.

Qian Huang only said to put them all in the punishment hole first, keep an eye on them, and when Ji Mo gets better, he will go there.

Night is the most difficult time for Ji Mo, especially the first night. Ji Mo couldn't sleep because of the pain, and Qian Huang didn't sleep all night, so he just stayed with her. In the end, she had to use some of the medicine that the big witch gave her before. Poppy shell, but Ji Mo drank it in water, and after some effect, he fell asleep.

When the warm sun shone into the cave the next day, Ji Mo slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the sky from the cave, he still couldn't see the sun, but he could feel the warmth of hitting his body.

In the blue sky, there are occasional white clouds floating by, which look like white swans inlaid on blue silk, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off them.

"Are you awake?" There was a hoarse voice with the unique coldness of Qianhuang, but there was deep concern in the tone.

Ji Mo shifted his gaze to Qian Huang's face, and saw that his face was full of stubble, staring at her burningly with bloodshot eyes.

Ji Mo stretched out her hand, and Qianhuang immediately put her hand on her face, and asked softly, "How are you? Is it still hurting?" His movements were very light and gentle, and his eyes were full of worry when he looked at Ji Mo and distressed.

Ji Mo's heart was filled with emotion, she stroked Qianhuang's cheek with her fingers, feeling the prickly touch of the beard stubble.

"Did you not sleep all night? Qianhuang, you have to shave your beard."

Qian Huang rubbed Ji Mo's hand with that stubble again, "I won't"

Ji Mo smiled, "You speak so confidently, but I can't cut it for you right now. A man still needs to look fresh, energetic, refined, and good-looking."

"Then cut it for me when you're better. Without you, what's the use of being refreshed and delicate?"

Sweetness overflowed from Ji Mo's eyes, she raised her head slightly, and said with a smile, "Qianhuang, I want to kiss you."

Qian Huang lowered his head and leaned close to Ji Mo's face, but did not kiss him, "My beard will pierce you."

Ji Mo stretched out her arms to wrap his arms around his neck, and pressed his head down forcefully, a sweet kiss, with lips attached to each other, without any trace of desire, only the love in his heart, at this moment, Ji Mo Momo really felt Qianhuang's heart, this cold, lonely man finally put her in his heart.

Ji Mo secretly thought, no matter what she will encounter in the future, she will never leave him. With him by his side, any danger or tribulation seems to be no longer so terrible for Ji Mo.

Seeing that it was okay for Ji Mo to make such a big movement, Qianhuang finally relaxed a little, he straightened up, stared at Ji Mo for a long time, and then asked, "Are you not in pain anymore?"

Ji Mo smiled, "It's better, but if the ribs are broken, I may have to lie here for a long time, in the desert, the cave floor is wet, if I walk on the animal skin until the cold season, I may get bed sores."

While talking, Ji Mo observed Qianhuang's expression. Although he was obviously on her side, Ji Mo didn't doubt it, but after all, he grew up in the Wing Lion Clan and was deeply influenced by their clansmen. White Lion, the patron saint of the Winged Lion Clan.

Seeing that Ji Mo stopped here, Qianhuang asked, "Don't you want to live in a cave?"

Ji Mo pursed her lips, hesitated for a while with lowered eyes, and then whispered, "Qian Huang, if you also hate houses..."

"Why would I hate it? I remember telling you that Leng Qiuhan lived in a house. At that time, I promised to build one for you."

Ji Mo was dumbfounded, blinked his eyes for a long time and didn't say a word, yes, he seemed to have talked about this topic with Qianhuang before, but at that time, Ji Mo didn't know that so many people in the tribe were paranoid that houses were also bad things.

"Then, then you agree?" Ji Mo was so surprised that she was a little incoherent. She almost pressed Qian Huang to kiss him again, but as soon as she straightened her back, her chest felt a sharp pain, and she gasped in pain. Cold, had to fall back into his arms again.

"What's wrong with you? What are you excited about? Where does it hurt?" Qianhuang hugged her nervously and looked at her anxiously.

The muscles at the corners of Ji Mo's mouth trembled a few times, and he said when he felt better, "I'm fine, I was too excited just now, the house, I haven't lived in a house since I came here."

Qianhuang nodded, "Okay, Oss built a wooden house, I will go to him in a while, and I will build it for you after asking, but what are you talking about bedsores?" Qianhuang is most worried about Ji Mo's body, bedsores he Of course I don't understand.

"It's just that the body will fester, that is, the place where you often lie on the animal skin, the meat will rot."

Qian Huang's eyes were full of horror, and the arms holding Ji Mo unconsciously tightened.

"Okay, I'll start building a house for you right away. If you have any requirements, please tell me together. I'll definitely build what you want."

Ji Mo grimaced helplessly, "I really want to draw a house for you directly, and let you build it according to my drawings, but now I seem to be drawing a tribe."

Seeing Ji Mo's face full of regret and annoyance, Lord Qianhuang couldn't bear it after all, so he said, "You say I'll draw."

"Really?" Ji Mo smiled happily, twisting her body and was about to start talking.

Qianhuang held her down, "Wait a minute, let's talk about the house later, you haven't eaten since yesterday, so don't you feel hungry at all?"

(End of this chapter)