Traveling through the Beast World: Hold the villain's thick thighs tight

He stumbled up to Ji Mo, his face pale and his lips trembling.

"Big Witch, I...Father..."

Ji Mo sighed softly, but the young orc was so frightened that his body softened and he sat down on the ground.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly, your father's blood has stopped, get up quickly, there is something for you to do."

The young orc looked at Ji Mo in a daze, as if he hadn't recovered from the sudden grief and joy.

"Hurry up and gather your clansmen, all come here, I need them to save your father together."

Although the young orc didn't know how Dawu Ji Mo asked his tribe to help save his father, he didn't move slowly, he got up from the ground and ran away in a hurry.

It didn't take long before a large group of orcs came outside, all of them were of the same race as the wounded. Those orcs were tall and burly, with protruding muscles and powerful.

Xiaokeng stood on Wen Qiqi's shoulder, and Wen Qiqi walked past each of the orcs, and after walking around, she took Xiaokeng back to the earthen house.

Ji Mo didn't leave the wounded's side the whole time, so he didn't see how Wen Qiqi tested the blood types of those orcs.

She looked at Wen Qiqi and asked.

"How is it? Is there anything that can be used?"

Wen Qiqi was receiving the scan results Xiaokeng gave her in her mind, and indeed found three people with the same blood type, she told Ji Mo according to the script.

Ji Mo didn't go out immediately, but frowned at her.

"Are you really sure that the three of them can give him a blood transfusion? If the blood types are different, people will die. This is definitely not a joke."

Wen Qiqi didn't know how to explain, so she could only assure Ji Mo.

"Big Witch, I know that different blood types will have serious consequences. Please believe me, I am absolutely not mistaken. The blood of the three orcs can be used. I have blood drawing and blood transfusion equipment here."

Since she decided to tell Da Wu something, Wen Qiqi simply took out some more things.

When Ji Mo saw those modern medical equipment, she was stunned. She stared blankly at those things, including intravenous syringes, intravenous infusion tubes, and blood bags, these...

Her gaze slowly turned to Wen Qiqi, her expression fluctuating.

Wen Qiqi could hear her restless heartbeat, and could feel her ups and downs at this moment. She wanted to explain a few more words, but Ji Mo didn't ask any more, but took those things from her hands, and went out to call those blood types The same people come in.

She took them aside, drew blood, and prepared to infuse the wounded.

Those orcs were very surprised. When they saw that the needle was about to be inserted, one of the orcs was still very frightened and asked Ji Mo if he was going to drain their blood.

Wen Qiqi hurriedly explained from the side, telling them that it was only a bag of blood drawn, which would not affect them, and they would be able to make up for it after two days of good food.

Only then did the worries of these orcs be eliminated, and then Ji Mo could draw a few more bags, and must save their clansmen.

Looking at their honest and sincere faces, Wen Qiqi couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. War is cruel, but there is warmth everywhere in the battlefield.

After the orc was transfused with blood and he fell asleep peacefully, both Wen Qiqi and Ji Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Qiqi sat on a wooden stool beside her and exhaled heavily. She was really tired. Even though she was just doing the rest, Dawu Ji Mo did the most, but that was also tiring. Her legs weren't that sharp yet. After working for nearly five hours, she felt that her legs were almost numb.

Ji Mo took off his gloves, and twisted his sore neck, obviously very tired.

She looked at Wen Qiqi and said.

"Go and rest, I'll watch him here."

Because this orc was not out of danger, Ji Mo and Wen Qiqi really had to stay alone.

Seeing that Ji Mo's face was a little pale, Wen Qiqi said.

"Big witch, go back and rest, I'll take care of the wounded."

Ji Mo also sat down next to Wen Qiqi, she looked at Wen Qiqi, her eyes were full of inquiry.

"Qiqi, you really make me curious, those things..."

Wen Qiqi stood up abruptly.

"Big Wu, if you can persist, take care of him for a while. I'll go and rest first, and I'll replace you later."

After Wen Qiqi finished speaking, she limped out.

Ji Mo smiled lightly, but when she saw Wen Qiqi's limping leg, she frowned slightly, a little worried, after all, the little redness in Wen Qiqi's body had not been completely cleared.

Wen Qiqi ran out of the area where the wounded were being treated, and only then put her hands on her knees and panted heavily.

Xiaokeng folded his arms and hummed.

"What's the use of you escaping now? That big witch is obviously a person from the old days who traveled here. If you take out your pile of things, it would be abnormal if she can't guess."

Although Wen Qiqi decided to tell Ji Mo something, she hadn't figured out what to say, so she had to run away first. She had to think about how to tell Ji Mo about her situation.

The real identity of Xiaokeng definitely cannot be revealed, and the spaceship and interstellar travel certainly cannot be disclosed.

Although it is said that one cannot think too badly of people, one must be on guard against others. After all, Wen Qiqi is of great use to Mo Shang now. What should I do if I am afraid that Mo Shang's murderous thoughts will flare up in the future and Wen Qiqi will be imprisoned.

When she returned to the earthen house where she lived, Mo Shang was not there, so she climbed into the bed by herself and fell asleep right away.

I was really tired. At first I was thinking about how to tell Ji Mo, but soon she fell asleep and couldn't think about anything.

As soon as Mo Shang entered the room, he could smell Wen Qiqi's unique smell, and he subconsciously lightened his steps.

It's past noon now, and he just came back from lunch, with nearly [-] catties of barbecue, a large pot of soup, and a small bag of steamed buns.

This is the appetite of the orcs in the fighting state, even more than this, because they have the strength to fight Cang Linzhou when they are full.

Mo Shang put down all the food, looked at Wen Qiqi on the bed, first let out a soft cry, but Wen Qiqi didn't respond.

He raised his volume a little, and called Wen Qiqi again, but Wen Qiqi slept very deeply and still didn't wake up.

Mo Shang's gaze fell on the barbecue on the table, he cut off a small piece with a knife, and brought it directly to Wen Qiqi's mouth.

In Wen Qiqi's sleep, she dreamed that she was eating skewers at a food stall, smelling the smell of the skewers made her salivate, and then...

With a groan, she bit off half of the piece of meat in Mo Shang's hand, her lips brushed against Mo Shang's finger, and Mo Shang stayed there.

Warm and soft, that feeling made him shiver uncontrollably, staring at Wen Qiqi's mouth chewing on the barbecue, his heart beat uncontrollably.

He put the remaining half piece of barbecue meat in Wen Qiqi's mouth again, and then Wen Qiqi groaned again and ate the half piece.

And his lips fell on his fingers again, making Mo Shang's breathing messed up.