Chapter 17: The Time Has Passed
Zhao Li raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything, and couldn't help but silently complain in his heart Since he didn't want to die, why didn't he take this opportunity to run away? Then he immediately thought that with the guards of this place, the little girl in front of him might not be able to escape from the forest at all.
He felt a little unhappy, swallowed the roasted golden cake in a big gulp, relieved the strong hunger that almost corroded his stomach, Tianquan's internal qi accelerated the circulation speed, carrying qi and blood, maybe he ate too quickly, some choked, his body stiffened, and he stretched out his hand to smash his chest.
The maiden in front handed him a rough wooden bowl with a liquid resembling milk.
Zhao Li couldn't tell the difference, took it and drank it in one gulp, washed the food down his throat, and then exhaled happily, the girl looked at him with a smile next to him, and comforted softly:
"Eat slowly, eat slowly. ”
"I can now get as much food as I used to have, and you can eat it. ”
"You have allowed me to live so long, and I will bring you some food every day for the past thirty days to repay your great kindness, at least until I die. ”
"Grandma said that this is a great blessing. ”
The girl's tone and demeanor were very sincere, and the corners of Zhao Li's mouth twitched.
He lowered his head and tore at the food in his hand viciously.
I don't know much about the people in your tribe.
Then he raised his hand and raised his neck, poured the rest of the milk into his mouth, wiped his mouth, grabbed the barbecue, and nibbled on it, just to nourish his qi, he was punched and kicked by a blow similar to 'forging his body', his body was in desperate need of food at the moment, and he almost felt that his stomach was now a bottomless pit.
As soon as the thing went in, it was digested in the blink of an eye.
The warm current flowed around his body, and the pain from the wound weakened again.
Sensing the body's need for food, Zhao Li was not the slightest bit ambiguous.
He took the initiative to give You a small portion of the food, and most of the rest went into his stomach and devoured it, although these foods did not have modern cooking methods, but the deliciousness of itself was tempting enough to lik.
You looked at Zhao Li, who was gulping down food.
I don't know why, she was obviously not very hungry before she came, but now she feels her instinctive thirst for food, and she secretes saliva in her mouth.
Is it really that delicious?
She looked at the food, followed Zhao Li's example, and put the food in her mouth.
After a long while, Zhao Li threw the last piece of fruit into his mouth and burped, Tianquan's internal qi had returned to its normal level, slowly circulating in his body, dispelling the cold.
You also ate more food than before, touched his stomach, and was a little dazed.
She saw the wound on Zhao Li's body, remembered what Nangong Gang threw at her just now, hurriedly picked up the clay bottle, opened the mud seal on it, and a strong smell of herbs rushed out, she held the medicine and said:
"This is the herb that Lord Nangong prepared for you, which can heal ...... injury"
Her voice paused, realizing that Zhao Li didn't understand her words, thought about it, and thought about it seriously.
You placed the clay vase on the ground.
She stretched out her hand and drew a beard like a tiger on her cheeks, and then slowly raised her hands, her fingers slightly curved, pretending to be the claws of a beast, her mouth opened, revealing a tiger tooth on one side, she deliberately pretended to be hideous and terrible, and then tore her arm with her 'claws'.
He covered the non-existent wound with his palm, and his face showed a painful expression.
Then he was a little apprehensive, pointed to the 'wound' on his arm just now, and then pointed to Zhao Li's wound, picked up the clay bottle, and wiped it on his 'wound'.
After that, he handed the clay bottle to Zhao Li, his eyes full of kindness.
Zhao Li inexplicably had a sense of déjà vu when he saw the kindergarten teacher, he subconsciously wanted to laugh, but when he saw the girl's eyes, he couldn't laugh, knowing that this was an effort to make him understand the meaning.
Zhao Li took the clay vase, pointed to himself, and said with a smile:
"Zhao Li. ”
He uses Chinese, and the characters are round.
You was stunned for a moment, and in Zhao Li's opinion, she seemed to be a little at a loss, and then pointed to herself and said, "You." ”
She said:
"My name, Yu. ”
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After You left, Zhao Li unbuttoned his clothes, applied medicine to his wound, and immediately gasped, his face was a little pale, and the strong sense of irritation was like smearing medical disinfectant alcohol directly on the wound.
You returned to her room.
It was small, but it was clean, far from the safest and most prosperous places of the tribe, but because there were warriors of the tribe at the entrances and exits, and there were guards patrolling the roads with tame wild wolves, it was not easy to leave.
You walked back to the house, then walked to the back with some bones and some bread and food.
Like most of the tribe, she also had a small wolf.
It was a gray wolf, given to her by hunters who had wandered to this tribe together, and had been raised for three years, just like ordinary wolves, except for a vertical white hair on the center of the eyebrows and skull.
There are also white flakes in the eyes, as if they are blind.
You squatted in front of the wolf, stretched out his right hand and pushed the food over.
With a smile on her face, she spoke in the same gentle tone as she had just been in the grotto:
"Eat slowly, eat slowly. ”
"Thirty-two days to go, thank you for being with me. ”
"By that time...... Don't worry, this time, I will definitely find a way to let you go, you just run away, run far, don't get caught again......"
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The clock is ticking.
Ji Xin reached the limit in the last dream, and he couldn't enter the dream for a certain period of time, but he came in again a few days ago, and other than that, Zhao Li didn't encounter other special situations like Ji Xin.
Every night when he goes into his dreams, he uses the same way, constantly exerting influence on himself with the aftermath of heavenly power.
Under this kind of treatment that the sons and daughters of the Great Zhou royal family did not have, the speed of his cultivation and qi cultivation has always been at an extremely high speed, and the internal qi is circulating, increasing at an extremely fast speed, and he is more likely to be hungry.
Even if Ji Xin is no longer favored, he is also the prince of a country.
This kind of method practiced by people, I also know that the demand for resources is outrageous.
But fortunately, because it was only a beginner, he would not be left with a physical deficit, and he couldn't take care of drinking to quench his thirst at the moment of life and death, not to mention, after going out, he naturally had the opportunity to find resources or transfer to other exercises.
Thirty days have passed in a flash.