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

Chapter 1660 I will never leave

The first thousand and 560 chapters I will never leave

Qianhuang's eyes were fixed on Ji Mo all the time, without even looking at his feet, he said in a low voice.

"I forgot"

Ji Mo was helpless, and told Zi Yuan, "Look at the fire for me." Then he dragged Qian Huang back to the tent.

Comforting Qian Huang on the bed, Ji Mo sat beside the bed and said.

"Qianhuang, I'm sorry, before I... I really wanted to go back for a moment. Although I didn't have any relatives in that world, after all, I grew up there, and suddenly an opportunity to go back appeared in front of me. Only then will there be such a momentary impulse. I'm sorry to make you uncomfortable."

As Ji Mo said, she cried first. When she saw Qianhuang vomit blood just now, she really wanted to slap herself a few times. Why didn't she consider Qianhuang's feelings at that time, why was she bewitched?
Ji Mo raised his head, sniffed and said, "Qianhuang, I promise you, I will never do it again in the future, even if this phone can really take me back after it is repaired, I will not leave, I will never leave you guys , because you and Zai Zai are my everything."

Qianhuang reached out and gently wiped away Ji Mo's tears, holding her face and said softly.

"If it can really take you back, you can take me with Zai Zai. Our home is where you are. Ji Mo, as long as we don't separate, I can do anything."

Qianhuang's deep affection moved Ji Mo to a utter mess. The person she had been looking for all her life was the person in front of her. He tolerated everything about her, and was even willing to give up everything he had for her. Ji Mo felt how lucky he was to be able to fall in love with him. , she threw herself into Qian Huang's arms, holding him tightly.

"Well, okay, I can take you to play, we still have to live here, because now I feel that this is my home."

The two were chatting with each other in the big tent, but Zi Yuan outside was sweating anxiously. He kept looking back, but Ji Mo never came out.

Ziyuan looked anxiously at the fire in front of her, and carefully grabbed a piece of firewood, but she didn't dare to put it on, and the pottery pot was still steaming, and the lid made a thumping noise. non-stop.

He looked back again, but Ji Mo still hadn't come out, gritted his teeth for the last time, and put a piece of firewood on the fire. Seeing that it was burning quickly, the fire was much stronger than before, so he picked up another piece of firewood and put it on the fire. Go up, the fire is bigger again.

Ziyuan's eyes lit up, and she continued to add more firewood. The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and the lid of the pot jumped higher and higher. Suddenly, when the lid was pushed up again, it fell to the ground.

Ji Mo suddenly smelled the smell, and immediately got out of Qianhuang's arms, jumped out of bed and ran outside.

As soon as the curtain of the tent was opened, the smell of paste became stronger, and she saw the cover that fell to the ground at a glance, and Zi Yuan beside her with a panicked expression and a bewildered expression.

"Purple Kite"

Ji Mo rushed over and pulled Zi Yuan up, and said anxiously, "Are you okay? Did you get burned? Didn't you get burned somewhere?"

Zi Yuan looked at the blazing fire, with a bit of panic in her eyes, she quietly stepped back two steps.

"I... I added a lot of firewood, why is the porridge not good, is it edible? The lid fell off by itself."

Ji Mo shook his head, grabbed Zi Yuan's hand and looked at it, and found that it was red and swollen, and immediately slapped himself on the face with self-blame.

"It is my fault"

She pulled Zi Yuan away a bit, quickly put the animal skin on and brought down the pot of porridge that couldn't be more mushy, and then dragged Zi Yuan into the tent.

"Your hand hurts, doesn't it hurt?"

Ziyuan opened her eyes, looked at Ji Mo's blushing face, and whispered.

"I'm sorry, I... don't know how to cook porridge. I thought it would be healed sooner if the fire was too big. Why did you beat yourself?"

Ji Mo shook his head, quickly took the medicine and applied it to her, Qian Huang frowned beside him, and his eyes fell on Ji Mo's reddened half of his face.

Ji Mo grabbed Zi Yuan's hand and blew it gently, and found that the scalded skin was falling off quickly.

Ji Mo was shocked, and the hand holding him trembled a little.

"Ziyuan, why is it so serious? It's all my fault, I didn't notice that you are afraid of fire."

She looked at Qian Huang as if asking for help, and said anxiously, "Qian Huang, what should I do? Zi Yuan's hands are peeling."

Qianhuang reached out and touched Ji Mo's face first, his eyes were a little cold.

"Don't hurt yourself next time."

Ji Mo shook his head, "It's my fault, I shouldn't let him watch the fire, just take a look, his hands will keep peeling like this."

After just talking for a while, Ziyuan was injured and lost two or three layers of skin, and the tender flesh inside was exposed, and blood was oozing.

"Qianhuang, what should I do? Why doesn't the ointment work?"

Qian Huang looked at the wound on Zi Yuan's hand, several layers of skin peeled off, revealing the flesh, but after seeing the flesh, the skin stopped peeling off, but it was bleeding, and it was pus and blood.

Qian Huang frowned, stretched out his hand to grab Zi Yuan's hand, looked carefully at the wound, and finally bit his finger open, a drop of bright red blood dripped on Zi Yuan's wound.

Then Ji Mo was surprised to see that Zi Yuan's wound was healing quickly as the drop of blood deepened, and Zi Yuan was also surprised.

After a while, his injury left only a light red mark. Ji Mo grabbed his hand and touched the red mark lightly. It was soft, like the touch of the skin.

She looked up at Qian Huang, blinked her eyes a few times, and asked blankly.

"This... how does your blood have such an effect?"

Qian Huang looked at Zi Yuan's hand and shook his head, "Maybe it's because he's a human implant, and it usually doesn't have such a function."

Seeing that his face was pale, Ji Mo quickly helped him onto the bed.

"Lie down and rest for a while. I'll cook another pot of porridge. It will be ready soon, and there is still broth outside. I'll go and have a look."

Seeing Qian Huang lying down, Ji Mo helped him cover the quilt, and pulled Zi Yuan out.

Zi Yuan kept staring at the back of her hand, thinking it was unbelievable. He didn't feel any pain just now, it just looked scary, which scared Ji Mo.

But looking at the wound that was just a light red mark at this time, I felt very miraculous.

Ji Mo pulled Zi Yuan to sit down on a stone, and said in a deep voice.

"Ziyuan, you have to promise me that you will not tell anyone about Qianhuang's help just now, did you hear that? Absolutely, you must never tell others, and just pretend that it never happened?"

Ziyuan blinked her eyes a few times, although she didn't understand why Ji Mo didn't let him speak, but this was what Ji Mo said, so he would definitely listen.

So he nodded heavily, "Okay, I won't say it, I'm sure I won't say it to anyone."

Ji Mo patted his head in satisfaction. "You must be hungry, right? Sit here and wait for a while. If you are really afraid of the fire, go inside and sleep with Qian Huang. I will call you when the meal is ready."

Zi Yuan quietly looked at the fire that was simmering broth, swallowed with some lingering fear, and stood up silently.

Ji Mo pursed her lips and smiled.

"Okay, you go inside and rest for a while, the porridge will be ready soon."

After Zi Yuan entered, Ji Mo looked helplessly at the pot of dark porridge, she sighed, seeing many people looking towards them, she gave a wry smile, picked up the pot and walked towards the river.

Ji Mo got out all the dark porridge, and after washing the pot, he found that the quality of the pot was really good, it didn't crack, and it was still intact after filling it with water.

Quickly wash the rice again, add water and start cooking.

Boil the porridge, and the broth is almost ready, and the smell of meat is wafting throughout the camp.

After a while, Ming Yuan, Ku Ming, and Mu Ran all came, and even Shi Shi came out of his tent.

Both of his arms were bound, and many orcs couldn't help but look at him.

"I said, what the hell are you making? Why does it smell so bad for a while, and it smells like meat for a while?"

Ming Yuan walked over quickly, sat down beside Ji Mo, and poked his head to look forward.

Ji Mo glanced at him speechlessly, "If you want to eat it, just say so, but my meat is a sick meal, and I don't add much seasoning. It might taste better hot, but meat doesn't necessarily have a taste."

"It's okay. I haven't eaten the stew made by your people for a long time. You can do it anyway. I want to eat it. I can finish the soup for you."

Ji Mo's mouth twitched, and he pushed him away.

"It's fine if you want to eat meat, but you still want to drink soup? Let me tell you, soup is not your share. My family has two sick patients now. By the way, does Xiaobai need to eat when he is sleeping?"

(End of this chapter)