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Chapter 1742 No way

 Friesman couldn't understand Yu Mo's bad taste at all.

So in the end, Frisman couldn't get the answer he wanted from Yu Mo about the importance of the saw. He could only watch the aborigines of the sub-gods stand on the ice bridge they had made, and then start

Together with the help of the patriarch of the sub-god clan, he started working on the horn of Jia Jia.

If someone helped, Ji Xiaoyan would naturally just step away and watch.

But looking at the aboriginal people of the sub-god tribe who were also looking miserable, Ji Xiaoyan couldn't help but frowned, stood with Yu Mo and the others, and then whispered: "What do you mean?

, is this saw in the sub-god tribe really useful? I just tried it, Jia Jia, the horn is really hard, the saw can't cut in and leave any traces, I'm a little worried, Jia Jia

There is no way to remove this horn!"

"This is impossible!" Hearing Ji Xiaoyan's words, Yu Mo couldn't help but frowned, and said with a worried look on his face: "If we can't take off this horn, how can it still be there?"

Aren’t you making a fuss?”

"Isn't it?" Ji Xiaoyan also had a worried look on his face, frowning and looking at the aboriginal people of the sub-god race, "Tell me, if this really cannot be taken off, what will happen to Jia Jia? Is it possible?

I will get angry because of this matter..."

"It will definitely happen! It's not like you haven't seen it before, Xiaoyan! Jia Jia doesn't like its horns very much. If we don't stop it, Jia Jia will really find a way to break off its horns!"

As if he had thought of something terrible, Friesman immediately said seriously to Ji Xiaoyan: "Xiaoyan, think about it, what would it be like if Jia Jia did it on her own? Its current temper,

I probably won’t hesitate to maim myself! I don’t want to see such a situation happen at all.”

"Do you think I do?" Ji Xiaoyan suddenly frowned and said to Frisman: "That's why we are doing what we are doing now! It's just that I saw this situation, even if those people from the sub-god tribe saw this

It will take more time to break off the horn after sawing into Jia Jia's horn! But among them, Jia Jia will definitely reach the point of going crazy!"

"We can only do it bit by bit!" Hearing this, Yu Mo could only sigh and said: "No one can stop Jia Ga from going crazy!"

Ji Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment after hearing what Yu Mo said. He seemed to have thought of something and looked in the direction of the aborigines of the sub-god tribe with a deep look on his face, but did not move much for the time being.

The patriarch of the demi-god clan also had a depressed look on his face at this moment. In their imagination, Jia Jia's horns should be similar to the nails on its claws. They only need to bring this saw and spend a little effort.

It can be worn away! However, the patriarch of the Yashen Tribe did not expect that several aboriginal people of the Yashen Tribe helped him, but they could not saw the saw into the horn.

Not to mention breaking the horn!

This is not a good sign.

"How long do you want?" It seemed that because of the change of people, Jia Jia immediately asked the aborigines of the sub-god tribe impatiently, "Jia Jia feels uncomfortable lying down like this all the time!"

"Jia Jia, we are still working hard, please be patient a little longer! Just be patient and it will be fine!" The patriarch of the Ya Shen Clan quickly responded to Jia Jia, but he became even more anxious in his heart, and hurriedly faced the Ya Shen Clan.

The aboriginal people signaled, and a group of people worked harder on the horns of Jiajia. However, no matter how they struggled, the saw had no intention of cutting into the horns of Jiajia.

This made the patriarch of the Ya Shen Clan look at Ji Xiaoyan for help.

"What does the patriarch want us to do?" Ji Xiaoyan didn't mean to refuse. He quickly walked to the corner of Jia Jian, looked at the patriarch of the demi-god tribe and asked, "Mr. patriarch, are there still people in your clan?

There are other saws, otherwise, take them out and try them all!"

"That's the one!" The patriarch of the sub-god clan had a sad look on his face and couldn't help but said to Ji Xiaoyan: "The previous patriarch left such a saw, and all the elders in our clan also

As I said, the previous patriarch used this saw to trim Jia Jia's claws. This is absolutely correct!"

"How about we try Jia Jia's claws?" Ji Xiaoyan was also a little confused. After thinking for a while, he suggested to the patriarch of the Yashen tribe: "Let's try Jia Jia's claws first. If this saw can be used,

Then it means that this is not a problem with the saw, but that the horn is too hard and there is no way for us to break it. If the saw cannot be used, it means that either the saw is wrong, or there is no way for us to use it.

Found it! What do you think, the patriarch?"

At this point, the patriarch of the demi-god clan could only accept Ji Xiaoyan's proposal. He immediately jumped to the ground with the saw and followed Ji Xiaoyan. After gaining Jia Jia's consent, he directly chose one of its claws.

Then he started to cut up the horns with a saw.

In Ji Xiaoyan's heart, he hopes that this saw will be ineffective! In this case, maybe they can find the direction of using this saw in the Ya Shen Clan, and then they can remove the horn of Jia Jia.

But Ji Xiaoyan didn't expect that when the patriarch of the demi-god clan put the saw on Jia Jia's paw, the saw pulled back and forth a few times, leaving traces on Jia Jia's paw.

After a few minutes, I saw off a piece of the nail on Jia Jia's paw.

"How could this happen?" Zhen Mo also looked surprised. He couldn't help but look at the frowning expression of the patriarch of the demi-god tribe, and then looked at the nails on the paws he picked up. He couldn't help but stare.

He turned to Ji Xiaoyan and asked: "Xiaoyan, what should we do now? This saw has now proved that there is no problem at all. The reason why it cannot cut into Jia Jia's horn is because its horn is too hard! So!

If so, we have no choice at all!"

"Jia Jia doesn't want this horn!" Jia Jia also heard what Yu Mo said, and immediately shouted dissatisfied: "Xiao Yan, Jia Jia doesn't want this horn!"

"Jiajia, don't be anxious! We can just think of a solution!" Ji Xiaoyan quickly comforted Jiajia. He originally wanted to think of a solution with the patriarch of the Yashen Clan and go to the Yashen Clan to look for it.

There are clues, but who knows, Jia Jia can’t wait any longer!

"Xiaoyan, Jiajia, do it yourself!"

Jia Jia looked like he couldn't wait, and stood up immediately, instantly causing the ice bridge built by Frisman to collapse into pieces, causing all the aboriginals of the sub-god tribe who were still on it to fall down.

He got on the ground, then walked a few steps forward, and started to use his paws to lift the horns on his head, looking like he was not willing to pay any price.

Jia Jia's behavior made Ji Xiaoyan and the patriarch of the sub-god tribe anxious to death.

"Jiajia! Jiajia!" Ji Xiaoyan couldn't help but shouted loudly towards Jiajia, but Jiajia had no intention of listening to Ji Xiaoyan at this moment. She violently pulled her horns and moved towards

As I walked forward, I didn't want to hurt Ji Xiaoyan and the others at all.

"Jiajia, you can't come by yourself! You will get hurt!" The patriarch of the demi-god tribe also shouted loudly, and I felt that such lines seemed to have been deeply impressed in my mind, "Jiajia, come back quickly.

, we’ll do it for you! We’ll do it for you! Even if we grind it off bit by bit, our demi-god tribe can still help you get rid of that horn! So Jia Jia, you must not do it yourself, put down your claws quickly.

, let’s just lie down on the ground like we just did, okay?”

At this moment, Jia Jia had no intention of being obedient at all. She just shook her head and used her claws to desperately pull the horn on the top of her head!

"If this continues, I'm afraid that when Jiajia really breaks off the horns on its head, a big bloody hole will appear on its head!" Yu Mo frowned tightly, looked at Ji Xiaoyan and said:

"Xiaoyan, Jiajia listens to you the most, so hurry up and persuade me!"

Ji Xiaoyan thought so too, but now it seems that Jia Jia doesn't listen to anyone in this situation! Even if she comes forward, Jia Jia may not listen!

"How will you know if you don't try it!" The patriarch of the demi-god tribe saw Ji Xiaoyan's worry and quickly called out to the Maguasha beast on the side, and then asked Ji Xiaoyan to immediately climb onto the Maguasha beast.

The beast's back was immediately chased away, and the process of persuasion began.

However, everyone knows that in this emotional moment for Jiajia, even if he listens to Ji Xiaoyan, Jiajia may stick to his own opinion on this matter! After all, that is his role!

Ji Xiaoyan didn't care so much. He started to persuade Jia Jia non-stop when he caught up with him, but Jia Jia's tail almost hit him several times.

"Jiajia, don't break it off anymore, you will really get hurt!" Ji Xiaoyan looked at Jiajia's movements and shouted with worry: "Jiajia, feel it for yourself. You are holding your horns now. Is it possible that your head is broken?"

Doesn’t it hurt?”

"No matter how painful it is, Jia Jia has to take off this corner!" Jia Jia was very stubborn and replied to Ji Xiaoyan and used force again.

"Jia Jia, listen to me, take a rest first, and wait until the patriarch and I can think of a solution! Okay? Otherwise you will really hurt yourself!" Ji Xiaoyan looked at Jia Jia worriedly.

He yelled, trying to make it stop, but Jia Jia didn't stop talking. He just pulled his own horns, and with a strong force, he fell directly to the ground and hit him hard.

"Jiajia! Are you okay!?" When Ji Xiaoyan saw this situation, he quickly jumped off the Mahuangsha beast, ran directly to the place where Jiajia fell, and asked it nervously: "

Jiajia, how are you? Does it hurt from the fall? Didn’t I tell you? Don’t try again!"

"Xiaoyan!" Jiajia was a little happy, grinning and shouted at Ji Xiaoyan, and then Ji Xiaoyan saw blood flowing down from Jiajia's head, along its eye sockets, and flowing onto the grass, "Xiaoyan

, Jia Jia broke off the corners!"

What?!

Ji Xiaoyan had a look of shock on his face. He stopped when he was about to call someone, and then ran directly towards Jia Jia's head in disbelief. Sure enough, he saw that where there were horns just now, they were now bare.

There is a bloody hole, and blood is flowing out from inside!

"Jia Jia!" Ji Xiaoyan looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel shocked. He quickly shouted to the patriarch of the sub-god clan in a panic, "Clan leader, hurry up! Jia Jia's head is broken.

A hole! Hurry up and ask the therapist to come and take a look at it!"

The patriarch of the Ya Shen Clan also saw Jia Jia fall to the ground, but he never thought that Jia Jia actually relied on himself to break off the horn and was injured and bleeding, so he hurriedly moved toward the person behind him.

Everyone gave instructions and immediately ran in the direction of Jia Jia.

"Oh my God! Jiajia, how did you do this!" As soon as Frisman got close to Jiajia, he immediately ran to its head. Looking at the bleeding hole, he couldn't help shouting to Jiajia in shock: "Jiajia

, are your horns broken off, or pulled out directly? Why do I look at it, your horns look like they were pulled out from your head? What is under your bloody hole? Your brain?"

"Frisman!" Hearing Frisman's words, Zhen Mo couldn't help but remind him. Seeing Frisman looking at him with confusion, Yu Mo then

He took Frisman a few steps aside and whispered to him: "What are you talking about? Didn't you see that all the people from the Yashen tribe are here? If you say a few more words, they will all be blackmailed."

I want to kill someone with a serious face!"

"Why? Didn't I say anything wrong?" Frisman looked at Zhen Mo with a puzzled expression and asked. However, he looked at Zhen Mo and rolled his eyes directly at him. Frisman even more so.

I don’t understand: “Zhen Mo, what does your expression mean?”

"What else could it mean! You idiot!" Yan Mo took a deep breath and couldn't help but said to Frisman: "You don't even take a good look at yourself. Who is here?

?Everyone has seen the bloody hole on the top of Jia Jia's head, and they are all sad about Jia Jia's injury. Imagine what you just said? It feels a bit gloating. What do you think of the aborigines of the Yashen tribe?

In such a situation, what will your mood be like when I look at you? Do you have the urge to beat you up? If you continue to talk, they may not necessarily kill you.
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