The cave is dark and damp, and the ants and insects are arrogant, crawling from one end to the other, unscrupulous.

A spider weaves a web overhead, its pitch-black body dangling, its eight legs hanging upside down, slowly descending with the power of spider silk.

Fang Hua opened his mouth to swallow it, the spider struggled in his mouth, he didn't care, he chewed it, and after a while, it was unpalatable and spit it out.

The spider was not dead yet, half of its body looked disgusting, Fang Hua opened his mouth and sprayed, burned it cleanly, and roasted the ground by the way, and the temperature in the cave skyrocketed.

Fang Rong lay in the quilt, sleeping quietly, only one head was exposed, there was a slight hot sweat on his forehead, and his little face was flushed.

Fang Hua lay on the ground, looking at him without blinking, leaning over and licking him from time to time, rubbing his head against him before he woke up.

As usual, he still picked two fruits from time to time and put them on top of Fang Rong's head, urging him to get up and eat.

Fang Rong's face was haggard, his face was pale, there was a noticeable cyan color under his eyes, his heartbeat was faint, and he looked as if he was dead, no matter what he called, he wouldn't wake up.

Fang Hua leaned over and sniffed it, and was relieved to confirm that he was still breathing.

He thought about it and turned back into human form, roasted the fruit over the fire until it was rotten inside, then pinched it soft, broke Fang Rong's lips and sent it inside.

Fang Rong didn't move, his head naturally tilted down, and he fell on Fang Hua's shoulder, his body as if it had been hollowed out, weightless.

Fang Hua peeled off a piece of the peel of the fruit with both hands, sucked it for himself first, and found that it was sweet and delicious, so he pinched out the juice and pinched Fang Rong's jaw for him to swallow.

A fruit the size of a palm, and it took a lot of time to feed it, and a purple-black liquid flowed from Fang Rong's lips, dripping down his chin and into his neck.

Fang Hua lifted his upper body and made him stand upright.

Fang Rong hadn't woken up yet, his head hung down weakly, revealing a slender neck, although he was not outstanding, but his figure really didn't have to be picked, his neck was slender and beautiful, his throat was slightly protruding, and he looked much sexier than usual.

Fang Hua lowered his body, licked all the way up his collarbone, and finally kissed his lips and savored it.

When the kiss was enough, he continued to lie down with him, and continued to pick fruits at the meal, mashed them in a bowl and boiled them into porridge to drink.

Fortunately, there are bowls and chopsticks in the space, but when they are burned, they are not well controlled, and sometimes they will be burned into a dry lump and a piece of paste underneath.

He poured some water into it, and clumsily continued to boil, but there was no sugar, but the thing itself was sweet and fragrant, and he put some petals in it.

Although I haven't done it, I've seen Fang Rong do it, it tastes good, you can eat it as a snack, and take it out to feed it every once in a while.

Sweet things are basically very nutritious, Fang Hua's pale face is slightly better, and he can see a little bit of living popularity.

Fang Hua would consume a large amount of abilities to hang him every day, and the temperature in the cave would always remain dry, and if it rained a little outside, it would be damp inside, so he would extract the water from the ground and bake the ground dry, so that Fang Rong could lie more comfortably.

Fang Rong was like a terminally ill vegetative person, he couldn't wake up, occasionally frowning uncomfortably, Fang Hua didn't know the reason, but he would patiently try one by one.

first fed, found that his eyebrows were not stretched and replaced with water, and before he stretched, he touched his body, and found that Xiao Ding Ding under the quilt was standing straight, and simply carried him out to release water.

This time it was finally right, Fang Rong's brows stretched, although he still didn't wake up, like a vegetative person, but his face was ruddy and he slept peacefully.

Fang Hua couldn't figure it out, but he felt that this was good, Fang Rong would finally not run around, he could always stay by his side.

To be honest, he has always disliked Fang Rong running around, he started when he was a child, he was just about to sleep on his stomach, Fang Rong had already walked away, he had to chase after him again, and he basically didn't sleep well when he came and went.

And Fang Rong is very diligent, he is very busy all day long, and he also feels that things inside and outside the work are handled properly, and even overdone.

Just like an inspection, it's good to check three times a night, he is afraid that something will happen, basically he has to check five or six times a day, Fang Hua followed behind his ass, every time he was just about to hold him to sleep for a while, Fang Rong started to go to the next place again, running around without a safe life.

It would be nice if Fang Rong couldn't move.

He had been thinking about it all the time.

But it's not fun to stay still.

Fang Hua got into the quilt and used his body temperature to warm Fang Rong, the quilt was warm on the outside and cold on the inside, just like wrapping a corpse, losing its temperature, if he didn't use his ability, Fang Rong would have cold hands and feet, and his body would be cold.

Of course, even if you use it, you have to touch his body and use it, otherwise the quilt will not warm his body.

The orc world is still unpredictable, with sunny days and cold nights.

Fang Rong was in a coma for no idea how long it lasted, and one day at noon, the stone outside the cave was suddenly broken, and the sunlight shone in, illuminating the cave very transparently.

Fang Hua narrowed his eyes and lowered his body, a threatening sound coming from his throat.

After a pause in the action of moving stones, a fox's head was exposed, it turned out that the neighbor next door saw that they hadn't come out for a long time, and confirmed that they were dead?

Fang Hua's body was pressed lower, ready to attack at any time.

The fox gave way, revealing the female behind him.

The female was wrapped in a red linen coat, her skin was wheat-colored, and the corners of her eyes were covered with a layer of red paint, like modern eyeshadow, which at first glance looked quite bright.

“λeoiμiμξ，θaoμiθa。”

Fang Hua didn't understand, his expression was tense, and he didn't show the slightest sign of letting his guard down.

“iμiξπeθeπ？”

Fang Hua tilted his head and looked at Fang Rong's direction, although he couldn't understand it, he could see through other people's thoughts, the first time he was defenseless, and the second time he understood.

He said that Fang Rong was sick and needed treatment, otherwise he would die.

Fang Hua hesitated for a moment, slowly stepped aside, and let one person and one fox in.

The fox turned into an orc, standing behind the female in red clothes, looking respectful of him.

Fang Hua squatted opposite the two of them, watching the female in red take out Fang Rong's wrist......

His whole body tensed involuntarily, and his eyes narrowed into slits.

The female pressed her fingers on Fang Rong's wrist and pinched Fang Rong's chin with her hand.

The fur on his body exploded uncontrollably, and he lowered his body and was eager to try.

The female smiled, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in him, it's just a medical need." ”

Fang Hua sat up, his eyes innocent.

"Otherwise, I say you move." The female was also afraid that he would not be able to control the power of the desolation in his body, so he did not dare to move without permission.

Fang Hua changed back into human form, knocked off the female's hand, and pinched Fang Rong's chin himself.

"Open it again, I can't see it clearly."

Fang Hua pressed Fang Rong's lips and teeth with his thumb, trying to make him open as wide as possible.

The female looked at her lips and tongue, looked at the palms of her hands and feet in turn, touched the temperature of her chest, asked about some daily situations, explained some precautions, and left with the fox when it was almost time.

Before leaving, the fox reassured him, and said that this man was the most powerful person in the whole forest, and that he could bring the dead back to life or something.

Fang Hua watched them leave in a daze, and reached out to carry Fang Rong outside to bask in the sun, according to the female's instructions, only covering her belly, and the rest of the body was exposed.

During the day, the sun was very strong, the weather was warm, and the female said that the air in the cave was not circulated, plus insect and ant bites, incidental bacterial infections or something, and some internal problems in the body, which needed to be well recuperated.

In short, what he meant was that it wouldn't get better for a while, but there was no need to worry too much, Fang Hua's ability to lose every day worked, protecting Fang Rong's heart, and it would always be good to persist every day.

Fang Rong is mainly an internal problem, organ depletion, insufficient blood supply, red spots will appear on the skin when you press it lightly, blood circulation is not smooth, blood transfusion can not be given to various organs, resulting in a hypoxic state, if this is done for a long time, it will lead to paralysis of the whole body and the like.

The female is a sorcerer in the forest, the kind that specializes in treating everyone, and his way of seeing patients is a bit like that of traditional Chinese medicine in ancient times, focusing on looking, hearing, inquiring, and taking recuperation as the main purpose, which is just right for Fang Rong.

Fang Hua held Fang Rong's hand, gave him the ability little by little, and massaged it along his arm to his whole body.

The wizard said that this would speed up the recovery, and Fang Hua also enjoyed it, and he could also feel good while massaging Fang Rong.

Take the opportunity to touch and kiss, and keep making small movements.

The wizard came again after that, bringing packets of medicinal herbs and telling him how to boil them, how long to boil, and when to take what medicines.

Fang Huaji's seriousness, he didn't dare to make any mistakes, from fire control to boiling medicine, he completed it meticulously, and it took an hour or two to get it through.

Traditional Chinese medicine is generally boiled slowly on low heat, Fang Hua is lazy, and he doesn't want to leave Fang Rong's side to go out to collect firewood, so he uses his ability to boil, and for two hours at once, he is not lightly tired, but fortunately, the medicine is still boiled.

The decoction was provided by the fox, and Fang Hua sometimes went out to catch some of the prey that he couldn't eat, and put it at the door of the fox's house.

Sometimes the fox will leave the little foxes to him to take care of when he goes out, but the little foxes don't give any strength, and when they see him, they are scared and pretend to be dead, and they can pretend to be dead for a long time with a kick on their legs.

Fang Hua picked up Fang Rong and tasted it himself before feeding him.

……

……

……

Bah! Bitter to death.

It's good that it wasn't for him to drink.

Fang Hua scooped a spoonful and stuffed it into Fang Rong's mouth, Fang Rong leaned quietly in his arms, looking extremely well-behaved.

Part of the pale black medicinal juice was forced to swallow, and part of it flowed out, Fang Hua caught it and stuffed it back into Fang Rong's mouth.

"Ahem......" Fang Rong was awakened by bitterness, and his tongue was pressed against the spoon to prevent him from continuing.

It's so bitter that he can't sleep.

Fang Hua was overjoyed, and he fed even harder.

This medicine is so good, it only took one drink to have an effect, and Fang Rong woke up.

Fang Rong stretched out his hand to push him, his head shook like a rattle, "It's too bitter...... No...... Woohoo......"

No matter how he protested, the bowl of medicine was still drunk by him, and Fang Hua was completely hard poured, watching the last scum at the bottom of the bowl until he finished feeding.

Because of the effect, he boiled four parts of the medicine that he could boil three times a day, and poured it into it suddenly.

Fang Rong was resistant in his heart, but he couldn't help his hands and feet, even if he was pressed and beaten by Fang Hua during the period of complete victory, let alone now, he was subdued in minutes.

To be honest, he had an urge to die.

That medicine was so bitter that when I boiled it, I felt a smell of medicine coming to my face, and when I drank it, it was terrible.

But the effect is real, in the past two days, he feels that his hands and feet have gradually recovered, and his strength can serve the bowl by himself.

Of course, Fang Hua won't give him a chance, he is still stupid, he cheats and cheats, but he seems to be a lot more shrewd, and he can achieve his own goals while being fooled.

"What do you see is that?" Fang Rong pointed to the entrance of the cave not far away, as if there was something.

Fang Hua tilted his head to look, the entrance of the cave was clean, and there was nothing.

Fang Rong's conspiracy succeeded, his hand shook, and the medicinal juice fell down along with the bowl.

Fang Hua shook his tail, took the spilled medicinal juice back into the bowl without leaking, and then handed it to Fang Rong again.

...... "I really don't want to drink it, I'm blind."

Fang Hua looked at him blankly, "I stayed up for more than two hours. ”

...... "Don't look at me like that.

"Give the wizard medicine back." He lifted his arm, which was bruised and clawed, "There are so many injuries." ”

The orc world is too rich in minerals because of the geography it occupies, and the various medicinal materials that grow out also have miraculous effects, and the local orcs all understand that they stare at it every day when they first emerge, and they will pick it when it is ripe, so every time they collect medicine, they have to defeat them, which is very hard.

"......" Fang Rong sighed, "Am I still not able to drink?" ”

The medicine was so bitter that I didn't know what to put in, it was several times more bitter than snake gall bladder, I couldn't get out of my mouth at all, and my whole mouth was bitter when I drank it, and I couldn't taste anything I ate, and I had no appetite at all.

Fang Rong pinched his nose and swallowed it with a bitter face, "Quickly boil me some fruit water, I can't stand it." ”

Fang Hua had already prepared, and ran back to the cave, holding a bowl of freshly boiled candy water in both hands for Fang Rong.

Fang Rong didn't care about the heat, and drank it in a few sips, and there was still a bitter taste in his mouth after drinking, but it was much better than just now, so he could taste the sweet taste.

He took the time to boil a pot again, and sealed the rest while drinking it himself, drinking it when it was bitter, and wasting time on the freshly made that he saved.

Because of the bitterness, he began to think about sweet things, similar to milk tea or something, he must not be the only one in the forest who suffered, and many parents of children must have suffered a lot, and it can be regarded as a blessing forest.

Fang Rong asked Fang Hua to carry the bowl to fetch the milk, no matter what kind of milk it was, he wanted it anyway, and he was going to take the little foxes out to catch honey.

Thinking about the danger, he asked them to stand far away, and he himself used his ability to indirectly touch the honeycomb.

The honeycomb of the primeval forest is particularly large, a large disc the size of a table for ten people, filled with honey, and thumb-sized bees flying around, looking troublesome.

Fang Rong pushed with his ability, the honeycomb was firmly fixed on it, not moving at all, his body was not well, his ability had shrunk by half, he couldn't do such a big honeycomb, but these honeycombs were all so big, and there were no small ones.

The sun was very strong, Fang Rong couldn't bear it, hid under the tree to enjoy the coolness, while persistently driving the Mo knife to go up and chop, the bees saw the target, frantically rushed up, and the water around the Mo knife could not be drained, if it was an ordinary person, it would wither, Fang Rong used the ability, nothing at all, just a little tired.

He shook the Mo knife, and layers of honey fell off, like a big scar on his body, and it was a bit cool to remove it all at once.

The honeycomb finally dropped a small piece under his unremitting efforts, and Fang Rong Daxi drove the ability to pick up the falling honeycomb.

There was also a lot of honey on it, which he chased away with his ability, and finally wrapped a small piece of honeycomb in a cloth and took it away happily.

The medicine was so bitter that I tried my best to get honey.

He came back relatively early, rushed ahead of Fang Hua, and didn't tell Fang Hua, Fang Hua didn't want him to come out and mess around, on the one hand, he was worried about being attacked, on the other hand, he was worried about his body, and he wished that he would lie in bed forever.

Fang Rong put the honey into the pot and boiled it slowly over low heat, what he burned was not firewood, it was the oil essence given by the fox's parents, I heard that it was a kind of groundwater, like magma, it can be lit all the time, and it can be burned for half a day with a little rubbing on the ground, and it is natural and pollution-free, which is very convenient to use.

He doesn't know how to process honey, but he intuitively thinks that cooked honey should be better, there is no Internet here, there is no way to check it on the Internet, everything depends on consciousness.

The boiled honey is thick and thick, and a long string of liquid is brought out under a spoonful.

A few little foxes were sitting in front of the stone table, their little noses shrugged and shrugged, very cute.

Fang Rong took out a small bowl, and each of them scooped up a spoonful for them to hold, and the eyes of several little foxes lit up, and the bottom of the bowl was almost broken.

There is also a honeycomb in the honey, although it is very thin, but it seems that it can't be eaten, Fang Rong boiled it and went through it with burlap, and there was still a lot of honey on the coarse cloth.

To be honest, honey picking is not easy, and he really doesn't want to waste it at all, so he puts the pot in the corner and prepares to talk about it in two days.

Of course, I didn't drink less during the period, this is pure wild honey, with a strong floral fragrance, sweet but not greasy, and a faint smell of Chinese medicine.

This thing is said to have been a great tonic of traditional Chinese medicine in the past, but then there were too many fakes, and the price gradually dropped, and it became something specifically for women to nourish yin and yang, and it has not been able to play its full role, but it's a pity.

Fang Hua hadn't come back after Fang Rong had done a good job, he probably had no way to take the cows, the herd that had just passed and ran away was chased for a long time before chasing back, and finally caught a cow, and he was scared and wilted, dead or alive without milk.

Fang Hua had to change his target, and he didn't know if he was too nervous or what was going on, all the cows had no milk, he was impatient after waiting for a long time, and the scared cow trembled on all fours, for fear of giving it to him.

However, those little cows are not sensible, and they run to drink milk under their bodies, and they drink it with relish, indicating that they still have milk.

Fang Hua tentatively squeezed it with his hand, and suddenly a white line shot out, he understood, it turned out that it was useless to wait for it, it would not shoot out immediately, and it would only come out if it needed to be squeezed.

He took the shell of a fruit, the size of a watermelon, and the appearance was very hard, and the cow was very big and had plenty of milk, and he squeezed a shell the size of a watermelon, and went back with the shell in his arms.

Far away, he smelled the scent of bees, and a bear stretched out his arms and pulled into his nest.

Fang Hua roared at the sky, threw away the milk casually, and rushed forward.

The two figures, one black and one white, were entangled, biting and fighting each other, the trees were knocked down by the two beasts, and the grass was cut off and lowered.

The milk that had just been received slowly flowed down the small mouth of the shell, accumulating into a white puddle on the ground, and the smell of milk mixed with the smell of cow gradually drifted away.

Fang Rong peeked out of another hole, a little distressed about the milk, his fingers moved slightly, the shell of milk had already reached his hand.

Fortunately, the beginning of the thing was small, and this thing was round, and when it fell to the ground, the beginning of the place was diagonally upward, and only a small half shell of milk flowed out.

Fang Rong held down the little foxes who couldn't bear the loneliness and wanted to stick out their heads, and retracted into the hole.

He was more unlucky, when he boiled honey, the sweetness was too great, which attracted the black bear, this animal is more restored, and the black bear on the earth before is almost exactly the same, and the hobbies are almost the same, they all like to eat honey.

Speaking of which, this world is a bit like the earth in the past in all aspects, and the earth was particularly prosperous a long, long time ago, and it is said that there are also people and animals who can fly, who can drive the five elements of heaven and earth, and are called cultivators.

Although there are no cultivators in this world, everyone has abilities, similar to the previous five elements of heaven and earth, all of which are based on gold, wood, water, fire, and earth as the main attributes, so the development of this planet is a little slower, in fact, the starting point is the same as the previous earth.

Fang Rong guessed that it should have been born around the same time, or it was originally one planet, but it was an accident and split into two planets.

Due to the development of the two worlds, the customs are different, one is going to destruction, the other is thriving, and it is still fine.

Eighty percent of this is the case, otherwise it can't be explained, I've never seen a planet with a high degree of similarity to this extent.

Of course, it may also be a coincidence, after all, the universe is so big that there are no surprises.

There was a roar outside the cave, and there was no peace underneath, Fang Rong and the little foxes hurriedly changed another hole, and waited for a long time before calming down.

Of course, the black bear suffered a big loss.

Fang Hua is not a local, he doesn't know how to cherish here, he can use his abilities casually, the black bear itself is here to steal honey, he can't get over it, so he naturally softens his hands a little, plus he knows how to cherish the forest and doesn't use his abilities easily, so he naturally suffers a big loss, screams in pain, and limps away.

Fang Hua retracted his wings and watched the black bear leave with cold eyes, he shook his fur, and his body changed for a while, turning back into a human appearance.

Silver-yellow hair, no eyebrows in the front, no ears in the back, standard inches.

Fang Hua drilled back into the cave and found Fang Rong along the underground passage, ready to ask the teacher for his guilt, but as soon as the little foxes saw him, they immediately kicked their legs and died.

Fang Rong rubbed his stomach one by one and came back to life, Fang Hua glared at him and died again, entangled between life and death, and his legs and feet cramped.

"Don't look at me like that." Fang Rong expressed dissatisfaction, "I'm not weak. "Just a honey pick, as far as that?

"You're weak!"

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