บท 5: Chapter 5 The Language of the Great Witch
The Great Witch just raised his head and glanced at him, then looked at Ji Mo, "That world are you really from?"
Ji Mo 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 In fact, I'm a little excited now because I finally have someone who can communicate with me.
"Old lady, can you tell me, where is this place?"
The great witch looked at her with a complicated look, even with a bit of fear. She turned back to Qianhuang and said, "This female can't stay in the tribe. You can't keep her in the tribe." Take it into the Mata Forest." The great witch stood up and seemed to be leaving.
Ji Mo hurried over and took her hand, "Old lady, you haven't told me where this place is yet? Why do you speak our language? Have people from our world been here before?"
The big witch lowered his head and looked at it. Ji Mo's white and delicate hands sighed softly, "Alas! Will the disaster from thousands of years ago happen again?"
She said this in the language of Mata Continent, so Ji Mo could only hear her. Sigh, the others didn't understand, but Qianhuang's expression changed because of the great witch's words.
He looked at Ji Mo in shock and asked the great witch, "You said the disaster a thousand years ago? Will it happen again because of her?"
The great witch shook his head, "I don't know, but she must not stay in the tribe. If people know that the visitors from that world are coming again, Appearing on the continent of Mata, the consequences are unimaginable." The great witch shook his head and walked out of the cave. An eagle cry resounded, and the great witch left on his flying eagle.
In the cave, Qianhuang looked at Ji Mo, his eyes dark and unclear, with a bit of confusion and doubt, and 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 warily, "You...what do you want to do?"
Qianhuang seemed to consider it for a moment. Then the jerky Mandarin came out of his mouth, "Are you...really...from that world?"
Ji Mo looked at him in surprise. This person must have a strong learning ability. He just listened to her chatting with the big witch for a few words. Can you speak Mandarin?
"Yes, where did the person who came before go? Is he still in your tribe? Or has he gone back?" This is what Ji Mo is most concerned about, and it is related to whether she can go back.
But the next second, she was lifted up by Qianhuang. Qianhuang pinched her neck, with a bit of fierceness in his indifferent eyes.
"You... have to die." The jerky language made people feel uncomfortable, but Ji Mo understood it. Her eyes widened in horror. He wanted to kill her?
She grabbed Qianhuang's hand and tried desperately to break it off, but the hand was like an iron vise, and she couldn't move it at all.
"Hey, what are you going to do? Let me go, let me go quickly." Ji Mo said intermittently, the air in her chest was getting less and less, and the severe suffocation made her eyes widen, and her hands and feet were beating with great force. It's also getting smaller.
Seeing those originally smart eyes gradually lose their luster, Qianhuang's hand suddenly shook. Ji Mo took the opportunity to break his hand away. When she fell to the ground, she began to gasp for air, and her throat was burning. She breathed the air greedily while looking at Qianhuang warily.
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