The young man howled and cried, crying with all his might, and said that the man did not flick when he had tears, but because he did not reach the sad place, the man cried and made people feel dull pain in his heart, and even Ling Fei, who had been observing the condition of the wounded, couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. 『』

Under the pleading eyes of several people led by Fei Ye, the old priest's lips moved a few times, and finally he didn't say anything, at this time, he just ran up with the hot medicinal soup, the corners of his eyes were red, because the running action was a little big, and the hot soup spilled on his hands was burned red, but he didn't seem to feel anything, and handed over the decoction with tears, he followed the old priest, none of the people who were bitten before survived, and naturally knew the fate of the finch lying on the ground, The heart was angry, sad and powerless, the ups and downs were too great, the director's hands trembled a little, and then the hot soup fell on Ling Fei's body, Ling Fei was not as rough and thick as him, and he was a hot spirit, and when he looked back, he was holding the decoction with a sluggish face, sighed lightly in his heart, and said: "Put this medicine first, he has to spit it out even if he drinks it now, this poison is really powerful." ”

This person should not have been injured for a long time, but the place where he was bitten was swollen high, especially the two places on the left face and forehead, the swollen place had yellow transparent liquid constantly oozing, from the swollen wound, there was only a thin red dot, it was hard to imagine that such a small wound could cause such a big injury, she had never seen such a powerful poisonous bee.

The old priest, who was already desperate in his heart, suddenly came to life when he heard Ling Fei's words, and suddenly raised his head to look at Ling Fei and said sharply: "Ling Fei, can you cure this disease?" Since you can even treat my leg injury, then this injury must be okay, right? Ling Fei! ”

Under the excitement, the old priest's voice was sharp and high-pitched, as if a drowning person was grasping a life-saving straw, reaching out and grabbing Ling Fei's arm, his eyes were full of pain, he was incapable, if he could be as powerful as the previous sacrifices, the people in the clan would not suffer from this and die, it was all his fault!

Ling Fei's wrist was held by him as if it was broken, and he definitely couldn't give this strange old man more food in the future, his strength was so great, this guy came twice a day, she really couldn't stand it, seeing that she was in severe pain, Feikong, who was standing on the side, quickly grabbed the old priest's hand, and said hurriedly: "Lord Sacrifice, please let go, Ling Fei was scratched by you."

After hearing Feikong's words, the old priest let go of his hand, stared at Ling Fei with extremely hot eyes, and kept muttering as if he was nervous: "Ling Fei, you have to save him, the finch is still so young, he can't just die・・・・・・"

Ling Fei was in pain when he was scratched by two purple-red marks on his wrist, but when he heard the old priest's words as if he was pleading, he didn't care about anything else, nodded and said, "I will do my best, but I can't guarantee what I will do, and this is the first time I have encountered this situation." ”

"You rule, I believe in you." The old priest said hurriedly, his face flushed because he was in a hurry, Ling Fei hurriedly pressed him back to the wooden collapse, "You'd better not get excited, your excitement will not help, it can only make your physical condition worse and worse." ”

At this time, the old priest had already put all his hopes on Ling Fei's body, so he naturally obeyed her, and obediently lay back to the wooden collapse, Ling Fei rubbed his face vigorously, and when he put his hand down again, he immediately seemed to have changed as if he had changed a person, his face was solemn, and his eyes were full of firmness and calmness.

"Spread out, everyone, don't get in the way of my movements, just put the tip of this dagger on the fire and roast it, and then find me something flammable, and move the fire over." Ling Fei arranged in an orderly manner, habitually pulling up and down the sleeves, but the animal skin skirt she was wearing had no sleeves, and she didn't care, she half-knelt on the ground and lifted the eyelids of the wounded, and then lay on him and listened to the heartbeat, got up and took out the bamboo tube containing the hemostatic medicine in the animal skin bag, and took out the paste-like medicine inside, and then lifted the bamboo tube without raising her head, and said in a voice that was neither high nor low: "Wash this clean!" ”

From the moment the old priest opened his mouth to ask Ling Fei to save people, all of them in this tree house were stunned except for just now, they were all shocked, in their minds, the priest was an omniscient and omnipotent person, even if he had suffered several murder bees recently, the old priest failed to save people, but all the clansmen thought that this was a sudden disaster, it was not that the old priest was not incompetent, and in their minds, the most powerful priest actually asked a woman from a foreign tribe for help, how could they not be shocked, but no matter how shocked they felt, None of them said anything, and they were convinced that the old priest had his intentions in everything he did.

However, the non-empty reaction was quite fast, and quickly took Ling Fei's bamboo tube, and quickly ran out to clean it, Ling Fei didn't have time to feel the complicated feelings in their hearts at this time, took the dagger that had just been handed over, looked at it, and made sure that it had really been disinfected this time, and then ripped off the animal skin skirt on the finch's body, and then began to determine the number of wounds on the body, two on the face, three on the chest, two on the arms, and three on the thighs, the toxin had now begun to spread, and the unconscious people reached out to scratch those wounds unconsciously, Ling Fei asked him to hold him down, and soon Fei Kong came over with a clean and drained bamboo tube, Ling Fei pursed her lips, and used the dagger to cut a knife horizontally and vertically on the swollen wound, drawing a cross wound, the dagger was very sharp, so she basically didn't have much effort, put down the dagger, Ling Fei put the dead leaves on the fire a little, and stuffed it into the bamboo tube at the moment of ignition, and then covered the bamboo tube to the wound with ruthless, accurate and steady force, and then pressed the bamboo tube with two strokes, and pulled it out suddenly, There was a shallow layer of yellow cool mucus and a thin yellow-black bee needle in the bamboo tube, there was an indescribable smell, Ling Fei knew that this was venom, carefully poured the venom into the stone bowl on the side, and then called Fei Kong to clean it again, there was no way, there was only one bamboo tube, so it had to be recycled.

After Ling Fei pulled out the bamboo tube, everyone's faces changed, because after taking that blow, the swollen wound of the finch disappeared a lot at once, and it was almost about to recover flat, this, how did this happen?

Ling Fei didn't have time to explain to them now, and when Fei Fei came back, he did the same, cut those wounds one by one, and then used a bamboo tube to suck out the venom and poison needles in the wounds.