Chapter 339 (1/2)

According to the weaving technique invented by Bai Qingqing, he used the bark to weave a net with fist size holes, put a whole piece of bark on the inside, and then spread a layer of thick leaves covered with wax on the surface to make a hammock for Bai Qingqing.

On the way, he grabbed the hammock with his claws.

Bai Qingqing's low mood has been weakened by the arrival of her child. For the sake of her child, she will grudgingly eat some meat without any taste every day.

Moore was flying in the forest two days ago. Bai Qingqing looked back frequently, hoping to see Curtis and Parker in which corner. After making sure to get rid of the gargoyle, Moore flew above the canopy, faster and more smoothly.

Bai Qingqing couldn't see anything in the forest, so he had to lie down and sleep with nothing to do. It was hot and sunny, and she was covered with several layers of leaves, barely able to survive.

Seven days later, they arrived at their destination.

Below is a vast plain with a wide view. There are green grasslands, rivers reflecting blue sky and white clouds, and groups of leisurely grazing animals

From time to time, half of the Black Hawks can be seen flying in the sky, looking for interested prey.

Here is the paradise of the eagles.

But I can't find a place to live.

Further forward is the sea, the edge of the sea has a towering Boulder, a black ash, nothing.

Seeing Moore rushing straight to the stone forest, Bai Qingqing thought that the end of the sea was on an island in the sea. As a result, Moore suddenly glided down and landed on the top of the cliff.

Climbing out of the hammock, Bai Qingqing covered the sun with his hands, looked at the desolation around him, and opened his mouth.

”This is the end of the world?”

Bai Qingqing looks up at Moore's face. They are very close. When she looks up, half of her vision is occupied by Moore's strong and abnormal chest muscles.

When his face was hot, Bai Qingqing turned to look at the sea.

The sea breeze blows the long white hair, and the skirt swings violently, making hunting sound.

Moore was ashamed of the desolation of the sea, but his eyes were greedy for Bai Qingqing, and his voice was low in response: ”well.”