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Chapter 393 It's a pity that such beautiful legs don't wear black silk

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    The night is as dark as ink, and the night wind is gloomy and cold.

    On the distant horizon, a row of green light spots appeared, which were the eyes of beasts.

    There are a lot of them, and they are moving here quickly.

    Ning Wenjing immediately stood upright, immediately took out the bow and arrow from the storage bag, nocked the arrow and drew the bow, and looked into the distance with a serious expression.

    Ji Mo took out a small slingshot from his bosom and put it in small stones. The original ordinary slingshot rune was destroyed, the Taoist rhyme was transpired, and the sacred air was gushed out.

    "Artifact!"

    Ning Wenjing's heart was full of turmoil, and she suspected that Jima's small slingshot was a legendary artifact.

    Then she had an extremely strange expression on her face, because when Jimo was rescued before, Jimo wanted to use this slingshot to repay himself.

    Am I just missing out on the artifact?

    Ning Wenjing felt a little regretful, but she soon felt relieved.

    With her strength, having a divine weapon is definitely not a good thing, and maybe it will cause disaster.

    She looked at Jimo's side face, smiled sweetly, and gave away the artifact. I'm afraid only this idiot in the world would do such a stupid thing.

    "Hey, it seems that it is not a herd of beasts, but an adventure team."

    Jimo's eyesight is excellent, and he can see the figure clearly in the dark.

    There are monster beasts, monster races, and many humans. It is obviously an adventure team.

    Then, he showed a strange look.

    Because those human beings have almost all blackened their faces, and they are all like coal.

    The reason why Ji Mo pretends to be ugly is because he is afraid that he will be too handsome and be admired by those old hags.

    Could it be that these humans are also for this reason?

    But he took a closer look, these people are old and ugly, there is no need to look ugly, it is really strange!

    "You two, we are the Yu Family of Qingxiu Mountain, and we have no malicious intentions."

    After the other party approached, someone reported his history and admitted that there was no malice.

    Ji Mo had never heard of the Yu Family in Qingxiu Mountain, so he looked at Ning Wenjing.

    "The Yu family in Qingxiu Mountain is a wealthy monster family in the Western Regions. They have a good reputation and are very friendly to humans."

    Ning Wenjing explained that if the other party is really Yu's family, they should not be enemies.

    She faintly showed disappointment. If it were other forces, she might be able to see the power of the artifact. She really wanted to know how lethal it would be if Ji Mo used the artifact to attack.

    "It's good to be friendly to humans."

    Ji Mo was also a little flustered. The other party had many people, and if there was malicious intent, the situation would not be very good.

    He put down the slingshot, the terrifying aura dissipated, and the little slingshot returned to normal.

    If she hadn't just seen it with her own eyes, Ning Wenjing would not have believed that such an insignificant gadget would be a magical weapon.

    Her eyes couldn't help but fall on the pendant on Jimo's chest and the ring on her hand, and she felt that these two things were most likely also artifacts.

    A magical weapon, just thinking about it makes people faint.

    Afterwards, she suddenly felt better, and all the worries of the past few days were swept away.

    With Jimo around, whoever dares to move the human race, and whoever can move the human race, don't be afraid of the sky falling.

    It seems that Baidi's prophecy is indeed true, the savior will appear, and the human race will usher in light.

    In the darkness of night, the group came over.

    There are more than 30 monsters, more than 50 monsters, and fewer humans, only a dozen or so, all with big black faces.

    When the dozen or so human monks saw Jimo, they showed their snow-white teeth and smiled all over their faces, expressing a kind emotion, as if they regarded Jimo as one of their own.

    Looking at the opponent's lineup, Ning Wenjing couldn't help being a little startled. Nearly half of them were masters of the Emperor Realm, and two of them were filled with fairy spirits, obviously they were experts in the Immortal Realm.

    Most of those monsters are similar to pangolins or rats, which are suitable for digging mountains and mudstones. The Yu family is so mobilizing, it seems that they want to make a lot of money. Could it be that they are digging fairy weapons?

    Jimo's eyes fell on the girl in the lead.

    The girl is extremely beautiful, her skin is like snow, her face is like fat, her eyebrows are like ink, and her lips are flaming red. She is wearing a short white skirt that highlights her exquisite curves/lines to the fullest.

    She is obviously not human, with two furry rabbit ears protruding from her jet-black hair, shaking from time to time.

    "It's a pity that such beautiful long legs don't wear black silk."

    Jimo made a pertinent comment. This Tie Hanhan seems to have a certain obsession with Heisi.

    ???Wenjing saw that Jimo was staring at the girl's thighs, and she felt a little apprehensive. She was sure that her legs were better-looking than this woman's, but she didn't know what the black silk was. She was thinking that she would find it for Jimo to wear  Look, let this big liar know what real long legs are.

    "Humans, look again, and I'll dig out your eyeballs."

    Beside the girl, a monster man stared at Ji Mo viciously, with jealousy in his eyes.

    He is a wolf demon. Although he is in human form, his characteristics of belonging to the wolf tribe are still very obvious, and his appearance is more like a werewolf.

    Ning Wenjing told Jimo that if the monster tribes transform into human forms, if they still retain their racial characteristics, one is due to their own aesthetic preferences, and the other is racism. These monster tribes often think that they are of noble blood  , look down on the human race.

    Obviously, this wolf demon most likely belongs to the second type.

    Ji Mo's eyes were clear, without any evil thoughts, he ignored the wolf demon's words, and said to the girl seriously: "Girl, your legs are too white, I think it's a disease, how about I give you two injections."

    As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused a commotion.

    Even Ning Wenjing wondered if Ji Mo wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, otherwise why would he conclude that the other party was sick the first time they met and asked for an injection.

    "Do you want to court death?"

    The wolf man bared his teeth and his eyes were fierce, wishing he could tear Jimo to pieces.

    The young girl was completely different, with surprise in her eyes. She knew her physical condition. In the past few days, she always felt her legs were sore and swollen, but she couldn't find out the reason.

    She somewhat believed Jimo's words, but it was impossible for him to heal her.

    Everyone meets by chance, who knows what kind of heart you have, so you have to guard against it.

    "Young Master Lang Jing, don't get angry, it doesn't matter."

    When the girl spoke, her voice was as soft as water, and it made people feel numb.

    "Sister Xiaohuan, it doesn't matter, this lowly human being is obviously molesting/molesting you, but I promised Yu Shibo that I will take good care of you, and I will never spare this bastard lightly."

    The wolf man named Lang Jing said that he has always regarded Yu Xiaohuan as his own taboo, and his strong jealousy does not allow other men to take a second look.

    Jimo actually dared to take a few glances, so he must not let it go.

    "Enough, I also have half human blood, am I also humble."

    Yu Xiaohuan showed a sullen expression. Her father was a monster, but her mother was a human. Half of the human blood flowed in her body. Naturally, she couldn't see others belittle the human race.

    The dozen or so human monks also glared at Lang Jing angrily.

    But beside Lang Jing, an old werewolf with brown hair cast a cold glance at them, and these people immediately suppressed their anger and dared not speak out.

    This old werewolf has a third-level cultivation in the Immortal Realm, and no one can afford to offend him.

    Lang Jing was reprimanded in public, and his face was a bit uneasy, but he suppressed it, squeezed out a smile and said: "Sister Xiaohuan, I made a slip of the tongue, don't be angry with brother."

    Then, she said a bunch of sweet words, and finally coaxed Yu Xiaohuan.

    Yu Xiaohuan didn't put on airs, and chatted with Ji Mo and Ning Wenjing for a while, and when she learned that Ning Wenjing was from the Ning clan, she even showed ecstasy, and kindly pulled her away to have a private conversation.

    Ji Mo was left out, but he didn't care about it. He walked towards the dozen or so human monks, wanting to find out if there was any unspeakable secret about the blackface.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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