Chapter 198: Throwing away burdens is a normal behavior, but unfortunately someone is not normal
The forest is filled with moisture in the early morning. The night hunters have returned to their nests to rest. After the rotation of day and night, the creatures that are accustomed to being active during the day are waking up.
Mo Cheng closed his eyes and took a nap in the early morning. It's not that he didn't need rest at all. No one can stand not sleeping for a long time. It's a mental problem.
But he can find free time to give his body and brain a rest. Even if he cannot guarantee eight hours of sleep, he can take small and frequent rests in his free time to ensure that he is full of energy.
But it is obvious that sometimes some emergencies are always like the boss's overtime text message, which makes people unable to rest in peace.
"ah!!!"
Mo Cheng only heard a scream, and then something hit him, and a hand reached out and grabbed his arm tightly.
She used so much force that her nails dug deep into his flesh.
Since dragon scales not only reduce the sense of pain, but also dull the skin's sense of hot and cold, Mo Cheng will not release the dragon scales during non-combat time.
As a result, the pain of the nails digging deep into the flesh instantly made Mo Cheng lose all sleepiness and wake up.
When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Misha's pale face, and the horror in her expression was beyond words.
Looking into the depths of the cave, near the almost burned-out campfire, the warmth from the flames caused countless scorpions, ants, snakes, spiders and other species that are impossible for humans to approach to densely cover the ground and the walls of the cave.
With so many of them and the insects constantly moving and wriggling, it's no wonder that Misha was so scared.
Mo Cheng frowned, stood up and stood in front of Mishasi. A purple thunder ball appeared in his palm and he gently threw it into the depths of the cave.
The thunder ball exploded violently, and tiny arcs of electricity jumped among the insects, snakes and ants, clearing out these tiny creatures in large numbers.
After a while, the insects in the cave were cleared out, but Mo Cheng looked back at Misha's frightened pale face and the hand that was tightly grasping his arm, and couldn't help but sigh.
He knew that he would probably need to spend a lot of time today to find a new place to live , as this cave was obviously not suitable for continued living.
"Pack up and find a new place to live." Mo Cheng looked at the remaining grilled fish stuck next to the campfire. It was obvious that things that had been crawled by snakes and insects were no longer edible. "Let's go to the beach first. I'll try to build a house there."
There are so many dead snakes and insects in this place that the smell is enough to attract creatures that have insects on their menu, and then attract higher-end predators.
It was called packing, but the only things that needed to be taken away were Mishasi's clothes. But when he left, Mo Cheng looked at Mishasi, then walked over and pushed her to sit down.
"Mo... Priest Mo Cheng..."
Lifting up the hem of the wide priest's robe, the covered soles of the feet were covered with mud and many tiny wounds, which showed how much pain the owner of these feet had suffered yesterday.
"Where are your shoes?"
Misha looked to the side, and then Mo Cheng saw a pair of high-heeled shoes placed there.
Very well, it was completely wishful thinking to want to walk in the forest with high heels. Misha could only choose between taking off her shoes and suffering for her feet, or wearing them and suffering for her whole body.
"Just sit still and wait for me to come back."
After saying that, Mo Cheng turned around and left the cave. Misha just raised his hand to call out to him, but before he could utter a syllable, the priest disappeared without a trace.
She wanted to stand up and follow Mo Cheng out, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, she felt a sore and tingling sensation. Moving in the forest for a long time yesterday not only left her with many wounds on her feet, but the secretion of lactic acid also caused her limbs to ache unbearably.
Helplessly, she had to listen to Mo Cheng's instructions and sit still. However, looking at the densely packed snake and insect corpses around her, Misha still felt her hair stand on end and got goose bumps even though she knew those things were dead.
For women, these densely packed little lives are definitely one of the things they least want to encounter.
After waiting for a while, Mo Cheng didn't come back. Being alone in such an environment, Mishasi couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts.
"Did he abandon me? Probably. After all, a princess who is completely incompetent and brings a lot of trouble is just a burden."
" It's difficult to take care of an ordinary person on an island like this where you don't know where it is. It's only right to abandon it."
"Not to mention that it was me who caused him to end up in this place."
From yesterday until now, Mishasi searched her memory but could not find any help as a princess with no ability at all in surviving on this deserted island.
The more I recall and think about it, the more evidence I get proves that I am the one who should be abandoned.
With a sigh, after confirming that she was abandoned, Misha did not have much emotional fluctuation. She needed to find a new safe place to live, and before that it was not the time for her to vent her emotions.
He took a deep breath, endured the stinging and soreness, touched the ground with his feet and stood up, but as soon as he took the first step, he lost balance and fell because of the pain.
Just as they were about to have a close contact with the corpses of many snakes and insects on the ground, a hand grabbed Mishas's arm, "Didn't I tell you to sit still and not move?"
Mo Cheng looked at Mishasi helplessly, wondering if this princess had some kind of ADHD, otherwise why couldn't she sit still and wanted to move around even with her feet injured like this.
After helping Mishasi sit down on the stone, Mo Cheng lifted the hem of his priest's robe to check her feet. Fortunately, the wound did not get deeper.
As if she had not expected Mo Cheng to come back, Misha thought for a while before timidly asking, "Where did you go just now?"
"Find water, and something that can be used as a container."
It was then that Mishasi discovered that there were several container-like things next to Mo Cheng, filled with clear water.
Mo Cheng frowned and looked at it for a while, then gently held Mishasi's left foot with both hands, "Bear with it, it will be a little painful."
Then pour water on your feet, gently wash off the mud and leaves on them, and clean the wound.
"Um!"
I don’t know if it was because Mo Cheng didn’t notice when he was cleaning the wound and it irritated the wound, or if Misha’s feet were too sensitive, but Mo Cheng could only ignore the strange sound and clean the wound .
After cleaning the wound, Mo Cheng mobilized the few available holy light in his body to heal the wound.
"Okay, next time, be careful not to get hurt again."
