Chapter 5 The Great Witch's Language
Chapter 5 The Great Witch's Language
Qianhuang frowned slightly, "Da Wu, what's wrong?"

Da Wu just looked up at him, then looked at Ji Mo again, "Are you really from that world?"

Ji Mo looked at her blankly, "What world are you talking about?"

The great witch pointed to his mouth, "A world that speaks this language."

Ji Mo nodded quickly, "Yes, we speak this language there." She was actually a little excited now that she finally had someone who could communicate with her.

"Old lady, can you tell me where this place is?"

The big witch looked at her with a complicated look, even with a bit of dread. She turned back to Qianhuang and said, "This female can't stay in the tribe, you can bring her into the Mata Forest." The big witch said and stood up. Appears to be leaving.

Ji Mo hurried over and took her hand, "Old lady, you haven't told me where this place is? Why do you speak our language? Have people from our world come here before?"

Da Wu looked down at Ji Mo's white and delicate hands, and sighed softly, "Alas! Is the disaster of a thousand years ago going to repeat itself?"

She said this sentence in the language of Marta Continent, so Ji Mo couldn't understand anything except hearing her sigh, but Qianhuang's face changed because of the Dawu's words.

He looked at Ji Mo in shock and asked Da Wu, "You mean the disaster a thousand years ago? Will it be repeated because of her?"

Da Wu shook his head, "I don't know, but she absolutely can't stay in the tribe. If people know that a visitor from that world appears in the Marta Continent again, no one can imagine the consequences." Da Wu shook his head and walked out of the cave, an eagle chirped. Che, the big witch sat on the flying eagle and left.

In the cave, Qianhuang looked at Ji Mo, his eyes were dark and unclear, with a bit of confusion and doubt, and seemed to have a bit of chill.

Ji Mo was still excited just now, because his eyes gradually calmed down, she slowly shrank back, and looked at Qianhuang vigilantly, "You... what do you want to do?"

Qianhuang seemed to consider it for a while, and then said jerky Mandarin from his mouth, "You...really...from that world?"

Ji Mo looked at him in astonishment. This person is too strong in learning, right? After just listening to her chat with Dawu a few words, she can speak Mandarin?
"Yeah, where did the person who came before go? Is he still in your tribe? Or has he already gone back?" This is what Ji Mo is most concerned about, and it is related to the question of whether she can go back.

But in the next second, she was lifted up by Qianhuang, Qianhuang pinched her neck, and the dull eyes were dyed a bit fierce.

"You... have to die" made people uncomfortable to hear the harsh language, but Ji Mo understood it, her eyes widened in horror, he was going to kill her?

She grabbed Qianhuang's hand and tried desperately to break it off, but that hand was like an iron pincer, and she couldn't shake it at all.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let me go, let me go." Ji Mo said intermittently, the air in her chest became less and less, and the severe suffocation made her eyes widen and her hands and feet fluttered vigorously. also getting smaller.

Seeing that the originally agile eyes gradually lost their luster, Qianhuang's hand suddenly trembled, Ji Mo took the opportunity to break his hand, and when she fell to the ground, she began to gasp for breath, her throat was burning with pain. She breathed the air greedily, while watching Qianhuang warily.

(End of this chapter)

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