CHAPTER 1293: CHAPTER 1292: NO BONES

Ji Nuan looked at him with some concern: "We’ve been flying for such a long time, let’s rest a bit before heading back."

Xiu Yan never contradicted his partner, especially when the little female was worried about him.

Honestly, these two beasts are really cheeky; the group of orcs across the way was anxiously fretting, yet they were sitting here leisurely.

After discovering the new continent, their mood was delightfully blissful. They took out a few pieces of dried meat from the beast skin bag behind them to nibble on, sipping water. Truly, their life was lovely.

"Nuannuan, what do you plan to do on the new continent?" Xiu Yan looked at the female next to him, whose mouth was smeared with meat crumbs, and extended his slender fingers to wipe them away.

Feeling the warmth by her mouth, Ji Nuan chuckled softly, seemingly boneless, as she leaned into the Orc’s embrace: "We still need to get into this continent’s forest to see, it’s hard to know if it’s the same as our place."

It’s a pity, should’ve known to bring that mutt Ya Li over back then, otherwise only you would have it too rough.

Ya Li: Ha-ha, so you remember me only because your partner’s struggling and want a laborer?

Xiu Yan smiled helplessly, rubbing her head: "If Ya Li hears what you said, he might cry."

Ji Nuan chuckled.

"Let’s go; if we set off now, we can still rest when we return." The Orc stood up, holding Ji Nuan effortlessly.

Ji Nuan took out a small porcelain bottle from the backpack behind her: "Inside is a potion I concocted earlier that helps restore strength."

Xiu Yan reached for the porcelain bottle, took a small sip, and immediately felt a wave of heat spread from his chest to his limbs, and his body felt considerably lighter.

"Let’s go." He pulled a cloak from the beast skin backpack to wrap Ji Nuan, and donned a beast skin outfit himself, flying toward the other shore with her.

Meanwhile, Harry and several beasts were seated around a massive bonfire, their expressions weren’t good.

Harry and others were alright; they knew Ji Nuan was safe. With the strength of the two beasts, even if faced with danger, at least self-preservation wasn’t a problem.

But the nomadic orcs didn’t know this, and they were somewhat anxious; if Ji Nuan couldn’t return, their lives would be finished.

"Leader, do you think Shaman Ji Nuan might have encountered something? How come it’s taking so long for them to return?"

"Exactly, Leader, our poison has yet to be resolved."

"Why are you all whining like that? Isn’t it just death? What’s to be afraid of? You all act so cowardly."

The skinny Orc sat on the side munching on a piece of dried meat, watching those orcs chatter around the leader, finally impatiently spoke up.

The orcs fell silent, then collectively directed their anger at the skinny Orc: "I say, Old Mao, are you really that unconcerned or just pretending? Aren’t you afraid of dying at all?"

"Exactly, you keep spouting off, wait until your poison kicks in, I bet you’ll scream worse than us."

The skinny Orc chuckled: "You’ll be disappointed; the poison on me won’t activate."

His confident demeanor made the beasts smell a hint of cunning: "I say, Old Mao, did you perhaps get the antidote?"