The patriarch of the clan is here, just let them try it! Since Jia Jia’s previous owner could use this saw to sharpen Jia Jia’s claws, then its horns can definitely be sharpened as well!”

"What Jiajia wants is to be removed! Besides, we have to waste time!" Ji Xiaoyan said to Yu Mo with a frown on his face, "Otherwise, when the time comes for Jiajia to go crazy next time, if it has this horn

, but it’s even more dangerous!”

"Xiaoyan, Jiajia won't go crazy!" Jiajia heard Ji Xiaoyan's extremely worried tone, but quickly said: "Jiajia won't hurt Xiaoyan!"

"Yeah! I know!" Ji Xiaoyan could only smile and comfort Jia Jia a few words. Seeing that Frisman had quickly built the bridge and put it directly on Jia Jia's head, he suddenly relaxed.

After a breath, he shouted to the Yashen tribe aborigines on the ground, asking them to climb to the bridge and see how this saw was used!

It is naturally impossible for the patriarch of the sub-god tribe not to come for this kind of thing!

Therefore, when the patriarch of the demi-god tribe stood on the bridge built by Frisman, he immediately walked to Ji Xiaoyan and took the saw in his hand.

"Is that saw really light?" When Frisman saw this, he immediately looked at Yu Mo with wide eyes and asked him seriously: "You all hold that saw so easily, how can you hold that saw so easily?"

It definitely can’t be too heavy!”

"What about light and heavy? Frisman, now you don't have to use that saw anymore!" Yan Mo was also a little disappointed. He could only shrug and said to Frisman lightly, and then motioned for him to take care of himself.
Chapter completed!