Imprisoning

Ji Wanzhou didn't have that kind of magical ability. He didn't know about medicinal herbs, nor could he fly over walls. It was also impossible for him to catch wild beasts with his bare hands.

In the morning, Ji Wanzhou came out of the cave as it was just getting clear. He wanted to see if there was anything he could eat first.

After all, Ji Wanzhou was physically strong. The wounds all over his body still hurt a lot, but no one had found this place yet.

He touched Qingge's forehead, still feeling a little hot. Right now, he could only hope that they would come quickly and not completely burn his wife silly.

However, when Ji Wanzhou thought about it again, since he was dumb, he would stick to his side completely. It was still pretty good.