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

Chapter 39 The feeling of heartbeat

Chapter 39 The feeling of heartbeat

"Don't worry, Ji Mo, I'll accompany you and you'll be fine." Luo Yu held Ji Mo's hand and pulled her up the stone ladder.

As soon as she stepped on the eighth stone staircase, cold sweat broke out on Ji Mo's head. She didn't even dare to turn her eyes, for fear that her legs would tremble when she saw it, and she would break her arms and legs if she fell. .

Ji Mo thought about it, and she was even more afraid. With cold sweat on her palms, Luo Yu walked behind her and comforted, "Don't be afraid, Ji Mo, it's alright, look at the orcs below, you can be considered real. If you fall, someone will catch you right away, and you'll be fine."

Hearing these words, Ji Mo still couldn't relax. She wasn't the kind of person who would pin her hopes on others. If those orcs were sleepy and dozing off, she wouldn't have to fall to her death if they didn't see her.

Ji Mo's walk became more and more difficult. She didn't know how long she had walked on the stone ladder. She was only halfway up. All the females who followed were already waiting for her on the stone wall outside the cave, but she just couldn't walk fast.The legs are almost as soft as noodles.Cold sweat soaked her hair, making her look very bad.

Just when Ji Mo wanted to stop and take a rest, suddenly his waist tightened, and then the whole person was vacated. The wind was whirring in his ears, and the tip of his nose was a fresh smell. Ji Mo turned his head and saw Qian Huang's resolute profile.

The cold wind blew his long silver hair, making him feel a little more ethereal.

Ji Mo couldn't help swallowing her saliva. Before she could think too much, her feet had already fallen to the ground. When she looked at Qianhuang, she happened to see him put his wings away.

As Qianhuang walked towards the cave, he said to Ji Mo, "The patriarch will come over in a while. How to make a stone pot and boil salt, please tell him in detail."

Ji Mo nodded, "Okay, I don't think I've seen your patriarch yet."

Qianhuang suddenly stopped and stared back at Ji Mo, "You are my sister. Although you lived alone for a while, you are back now."

Ji Mo also understood his slip of the tongue, so he didn't say anything about Qianhuang's rebuke, and he was taught.

Without Ji Mo's burden, the falling rain came up quickly. She ran to Ji Mo's side and asked, "Ji Mo, first show me what the comb looks like."

Ji Mo took out the simple wooden comb he made from his pocket, "Look, it's very simple, just use a piece of flat wood and cut out such teeth, of course, you need to polish it, otherwise your scalp will hurt. "

A group of females gathered around to study the comb. Ji Mo walked up to Qianhuang and said, "How about you... the patriarch? Wouldn't he be like a great witch and think I'm not pleasing to the eye?"

Without hearing Qian Huang's answer, Ji Mo looked over and found that his eyes had been staring at the comb in Luo Yu's hand.

"What? You want one too?"

Qianhuang moved his gaze to Ji Mo's face, shook his head, and then glanced at the comb again, and then said to Ji Mo, "It's not that the great witch has an opinion on you, it's just that our tribe is not a big tribe, and some things have to bear. No."

Ji Mo frowned. Although she really wanted to ask what was going on, she still swallowed the words when she said it. Forget it, it's not suitable to ask these questions now. As for Da Wu, just don't bother her.

The two were talking when Luo Yu came over, "Ji Mo, what exactly is this comb made of? What exactly does the flat wood you say look like?"

(End of this chapter)