Chapter 393 It's a pity that such beautiful legs don't wear black silk
The night is as dark as ink, and the night wind is cold 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, looking into the distance with a serious expression.
Ji Mo took out a small slingshot from his arms and loaded it with pebbles. The originally ordinary slingshot talisman was destroyed, the Taoist rhyme evaporated, and the sacred air erupted.
"Artifact!"
Ning Wenjing's heart was filled with turmoil, and she suspected that the small slingshot held by Ji Mo was a legendary artifact.
Then she looked extremely weird, because when she saved Ji Mo before, Ji Mo wanted to use this slingshot to repay her.
Did I miss out on the artifact?
Ning Wenjing felt a little regretful, but she soon felt relieved.
With her strength, possessing a divine weapon is definitely not a good thing, and it might even lead to disaster.
She looked at Ji Mo's side face, smiled sweetly, and gave the artifact away. I'm afraid only this idiot in the world would do such a stupid thing.
"Hey, it seems like it's not a herd of beasts, but an adventure team."
Ji Mo's eyesight was extremely good and he could clearly see figures in the darkness.
There are monster beasts, demon clans, and many humans. It is obviously an adventure team.
Then, he looked strange.
Because almost all those humans had their faces blackened, and they were as shaved as coal.
The reason why Ji Mo pretended to be ugly was because he was afraid that he would be noticed by those old witches because he was too handsome.
Is it possible that these humans also have this reason?
But when he looked closely, he saw that these people were so old and ugly that there was no need to act ugly. It was really weird!
"You two, we are from the Qingxiu Mountain Yu Family, and we have no ill intentions."
After the other party approached, someone told them their origins and admitted that they had no malicious intent.
Ji Mo had never heard of the Qingxiu Mountain Yu Family and looked at Ning Wenjing.
"The Qingxiu Mountain Yu Family is a wealthy demon clan in the Western Region. It has a good reputation and is very friendly to humans."
Ning Wenjing explained that if the other party was really from the Yu family, he should not be an enemy.
She looked faintly disappointed. If it were other forces, they might be able to see the power of the artifact. She really wanted to know how lethal Ji Mo would be if he used the artifact to attack.
"It's good to be friendly to humans."
Ji Mo was also a little panicked. There were many people on the other side. If he had malicious intentions, the situation would not be 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 wouldn't have believed that such an inconspicuous gadget could actually be a magical weapon.
Her eyes couldn't help but fall on the pendant on Ji Mo's chest and the ring on his hand, feeling that these two items were most likely artifacts.
A magical weapon that makes people faint just thinking about it.
Then her mood suddenly improved, and all the worries of the past few days were gone.
With Ji Mo here, whoever dares to touch the human race, and whoever can touch the human race, doesn't have to be afraid if the sky falls.
It seems that Bai Emperor's prophecy is indeed true. The savior appears and the human race will usher in light.
In the darkness, the group of people came over.
There are more than thirty monsters, more than fifty monsters, and fewer humans, only a dozen or so, all wearing big black faces.
When the dozen or so human monks saw Ji Mo, they showed their white teeth and smiled, expressing a kind emotion, as if they regarded Ji Mo as one of their own.
Looking at the opponent's lineup, Ning Wenjing couldn't help but feel a little frightened. Nearly half of them were masters of the Imperial Realm, and two of them were filled with the aura of fairy spirits. They were obviously strong men of the Mortal Immortal Realm.
Most of those monsters are similar to pangolins or rats, and are suitable for digging mountains and mud. The Yu family seems to be doing something big by mobilizing troops like this. Could it be that they are digging for fairy weapons?
Ji Mo's eyes fell on the girl at the head.
The girl is extremely beautiful, with skin like snow, a face like gelatin, eyebrows like dots of ink, and flaming red lips. She wears a white short skirt that highlights her exquisite curves. Her long legs are crystal white and sultry.
She was obviously not human. Two fluffy rabbit ears were exposed from her black hair, and they were shaking from time to time.
"It would be a pity not to wear black stockings with such beautiful long legs."
Ji Mo made a pertinent comment. This Tiehanhan seemed to have some kind of obsession with black silk.
When Ning Wenjing saw Ji Mo staring at the girl's thighs, she was immediately a little disgusted. She was sure that her legs were prettier than this woman's, but she didn't know what black stockings were. She thought that she would find something to wear for Ji Mo in the future.
, let this big liar know what real long legs are.
"Human, if you look again, I will dig out your eyes."
Next to the girl, a demon man stared at Ji Mo fiercely, with jealousy burning in his eyes.
He is a wolf demon. Although he has taken the form of a human, his characteristics of belonging to the wolf tribe are still very obvious, and his appearance is more like a werewolf.
Ning Wenjing told Ji Mo that if the monsters retain their racial characteristics after turning into human form, one is because of their own aesthetic preferences, and the other is because they are racists. These monsters often think that they have noble blood.
, look down upon the human race.
Obviously, this wolf demon most likely belongs to the second type.
Ji Mo's eyes were clear and he had no evil thoughts. He ignored the wolf demon's words and said seriously to the girl: "Girl, your legs are too white. I think it's an illness. How about I give you two injections?"
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately caused a commotion.
Even Ning Wenjing wondered if Ji Mo wanted to take advantage of the situation, otherwise why would he have concluded that the other party was sick when they first met and wanted to help with the acupuncture?
"Do you want to die?"
The wolf man bared his teeth and showed a fierce look in his eyes, wanting to tear Ji Mo into pieces.
The girl was completely different, with a look of surprise in her eyes. She knew her physical condition. In the past few days, her legs had been feeling sore and weak, but she could not find out the reason.
She somewhat believed Ji Mo's words, but it was impossible for her to let Ji Mo heal her.
Everyone meets by chance, who knows what you are worried about, so you have to be careful.
"Master Lang Jing, don't be angry, it doesn't matter."
The girl spoke, her voice was as soft as water, making everyone tremble.
"Sister Xiaohuan, it doesn't matter. This lowly human being is clearly teasing you. I promised Yu Shibo that I will take good care of you and I will never let this bastard off lightly."
The wolf man named Lang Jing said that he had always regarded Yu Xiaohuan as his forbidden love, and his strong jealousy would not allow other men to take another look at her.
Ji Mo actually dared to look at it a few times, so he would never let it go.
"That's enough, I am half human, am I also lowly?"
Yu Xiaohuan showed a sullen expression. Her father was from the demon race, but her mother was from the human race, with half of human blood flowing through her body. Naturally, she couldn't bear to see others belittling the human race.
The dozen or so human monks also stared at Lang Jing with anger on their faces.
But an old werewolf with reddish hair next to Lang Jing glanced at them coldly, and these people immediately restrained their anger and dared not speak out.
This old werewolf has the third level of cultivation in the mortal realm and cannot afford to offend anyone.
Lang Jing was scolded in public, and his face was a little upset, but he suppressed it and forced a smile and said: "Sister Xiaohuan, I made a mistake. Don't be angry with my brother."
Then, with a bunch of sweet words, Yu Xiaohuan was finally coaxed.
Yu Xiaohuan didn't put on any airs, and chatted with Ji Mo Ning Wenjing for a while. After learning that Ning Wenjing was from the Ning tribe, she even showed ecstasy and cordially pulled her in to talk privately.
Ji Mo was ignored, but he didn't take it seriously. He walked towards the dozen human monks and wanted to discuss whether there was any secret behind the black face.