The two of them walked up the valley together, and on the way, the witch asked the thief, "Warrior, you said that you were looking for medicine in the valley, can you find it? I have been a wizard for so long, and I don't know that there are other medicine in the tribe." ”

Ji Thief nodded: "Of course there is, I noticed it when I was picking mushrooms before, but I didn't get my backpack back at that time, I didn't know that thing was wound medicine." ”

The witch was stunned: "What bag?"

"Oh, nothing. ”

As he spoke, the two of them regained their peace.

I followed the night in the mountains and forests, and just when the firewood that I had specially taken as a torch was about to be burned out, I finally found the wound medicine that the thief said under a dead tree.

Seeing that the wound medicine was almost the same as that of the mushroom, the witch couldn't help but wonder and asked, "Is this the wound medicine?"

Ji Thief nodded: "Of course." ”

"But I think it's a poisonous mushroom. ”

It's no wonder that the witch said that, the wound medicine that the thief found was a mushroom in appearance, but it was earthy yellow in color.

Ji Thief slapped the soil on its rhizome and said, "This wound medicine is called Ma Bo, and it is very powerful in terms of stopping bleeding." ”

The witch was a little incredulous: "Is such an ugly thing really that powerful?"

Ji Thief said: "Of course, in addition to Ma Bo, there are also dog spine ferns and a little red, if a little red, it is very useful to cure your illness Master Wizard." ”

When she heard the thief talk about herself, the witch was stunned for a moment, and then lowered her head, a little shy.

After collecting some horses, the thief wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Collect so much first, and wait until tomorrow morning, I will take someone outside to find some dogs' spine ferns, that thing is easier to collect than Ma Bo." ”

The witch snorted.

The two of them walked together into the valley, and when they reached the middle of the valley, the blade-toothed tiger was still lying on the ground, and his eyes were full of worry about his child.

As for the old patriarch, they were watching from afar and did not dare to step forward.

"How's it going, Warrior?"

Seeing the thief coming back, the old patriarch hurriedly asked.

Ji Thief nodded, and then asked, "What about the fat elder?"

The old patriarch pointed to the fat elder who was squatting in front of the fire with his hand: "Roast the animal skin you wear in the warrior there." ”

Ji thief said that I am not an animal skin, that is Uncle Adi.

He returned to the cub with Ma Bo, first put Ma Bo by the bonfire to dry the water, and then, the thief took two stones and crushed them to extract powder, under the gaze of everyone, he gently pinched off the pain relief medicine in the cub's abdomen, and then sprinkled Ma Bo powder evenly.

After doing this, the thief took back the dried strip of clothes from the fat elder, used it as a bandage, and wrapped it firmly around the cub's abdomen.

When all was said and done, the cub whined, struggled to get up on its tender limbs, staggered, and walked towards its mother.

At this time, the eyes of the blade-toothed tiger are full of love, and he can't stop sticking out his tongue to lick his child.

It was even more facing the thief, with its head down, and a low whining sound came out of its mouth.

Seeing this, the thief smiled: "Sisters, you are here with a family, or don't go back, how about living here?"

The Bladetooth Tiger immediately stretched out his head, and he looked very well-behaved.

Seeing this, the thief was overjoyed, and when he was laughing, he seemed to remember something, and hurriedly turned back to the old patriarch and said, "Patriarch, is it okay? I promise, it will not hurt the clansmen." ”

The old patriarch's face was still a little stiff, not that he disagreed with Ji Thief's decision, but instinctively a little afraid of the blade-toothed tiger: "Dang, of course you can." ”

"Hooray!"

The thief screamed with joy when he heard this, and put his arms around the neck of the blade-toothed tiger, and rubbed his face behind his ears.

Xue looked up at Ji Thief from the side, and had the impression that since she had known Ji Thief, she had never seen Ji Thief so happy.

In the past, although the thief could laugh and be happy, Xue always had the feeling that the thief had no feelings for the tribe, but now it was different, she could clearly feel the thief's attachment to the tribe.

Hugging the neck of the blade-toothed tiger and laughing for a while, the thief saw that there were still some Ma Bo fans, so he said to the clansmen: "The more seriously injured clansmen have come to me, I will treat your wounds first, and wait for tomorrow morning, after collecting more wound medicine, I will treat everyone." ”

The old patriarch shook his head: "Warrior, there is such a good wound medicine, you can treat yourself first, after all, your injury is not light." ”

The clansmen all nodded: "Yes, Lord Warrior, you can cure it yourself, we will be fine, wait for tomorrow." ”

Ji Thief was a little moved when he saw this, although it was related to his heroic performance, but the care of everyone still made him not know how to respond.

Facing the many caring eyes, the thief hummed vigorously, and with the help of the witch, he treated his wounds.

That night, the thief fell asleep with the Bladetooth Tiger.

At the same time, among the Black Mountain tribes who were also under the cover of night, the patriarch Black Mountain was thundering at this time.

"Damn, damn bastard, two hundred warriors of my tribe, are you going to come back!"

Black Mountain looked at the remnants of the defeated army with less than twenty in front of him, and the blood vessels on his forehead burst at all.

Now, he even has an urge to kill these guys.

These clansmen all knelt on the ground and cried: "Patriarch, you really don't blame us, it's really because the Frost Valley tribe is too cunning, they use trees to stand up to block the mouth of the valley, and use wooden spears and stones that can fly dozens of steps away as weapons, and they don't fight us at all." ”

Black Mountain was furious, and stepped forward and kicked the people who spoke: "Idiot, do you have to enter through the valley mouth?

As soon as Montenegro said this, the defeated cannibals below cried even more.

"Patriarch, we have also thought about climbing the mountain, but the Frost Valley tribe is too despicable, they have dug a lot of deep pits in the mountain, and there are very sharp and sharp logs in the pits, and many people have been stabbed to death when they fall, and they can't get in at all. ”

Listening to the crying of his subordinates, Montenegro only felt irritable, and he roared: "Don't talk so much nonsense to me, I only ask you, my child black bear, what about people now?"

The kneeling defeated cannibals, you look at me, I look at you, one of them, raised it boldly: "Okay, it seems that I didn't run out, I was, I was caught by them." ”

"Ahh

He filled his chest with anger and looked at the defeated cannibals with strange eyes: "Then what are you going to do when you come back, come, take it down, kill it all for me!"

"Yes!"

As the words of Montenegro fell, a group of cannibals walked in, looking at the defeated companions on the ground with disdain, and their hearts were full of contempt, and their hearts said that they were really a bunch of waste, and you still dare to claim to be the elite of the Montenegrin tribe, two hundred to one hundred, not to mention defeated, only twenty people came back, and the most important thing is that even the black bear Lord has been lost, what is the use of such waste staying in the Montenegrin tribe.

"Patriarch, patriarch, it's not that we don't have to fight, we also killed their people. ”

Montenegro sneered: "Hehe, if my two hundred Montenegrin warriors don't even have the ability to kill a few opponents, then I, the patriarch of Montenegro, will do it in vain." ”

Hearing the indifference in Montenegro's tone, these defeated cannibals fell in fright, and then showed stubbornness again, and said with grievances on their faces: "Patriarch, this really doesn't blame us, when their wooden spears and stones ran out, Lord Black Bear almost took us to kill that thief." ”

"Then did you do it?" Montenegro gritted his teeth and said, "Not only did you fail to do it, but you also let my black bear be captured! My poor child must have been killed by the Frost Valley tribe now, so what's the use of me keeping you!"

"No, patriarch, you listen to us, you listen to us, that thief is about to die, but that guy is not human. ”

"Joke, not a human, is he still a monster?"

"He, he, he's a monster, he can command the Bladetooth Tiger!"

Montenegro was shocked when he heard this: "What!"