Feng Chen finally compromised under the expectant gaze of the old man, and watched him take the herbs from his waist and put them on the ground to pick them slowly and methodically.

Although dragon sprout grass is not a rare medicinal material, it will not grow all over the mountains, at least the dragon whisperer has only picked a limited number of plants after fleeing all the way. The old man in front of him was heavily clothed, but he didn't have any ability to defend himself, and it was bound to take more effort to collect medicine in the hunting grounds full of wild beasts. The other party is old, and he saved his life first, and meeting his little request is the minimum thank you you you can do, Feng Chen thought so in his heart, so he had to go with him.

"Grab the herbs you want, and get out of the area as soon as possible," the young man looked around as he heard the sound of the old man rummaging through the cave entrance. The sound of the airship propeller was noisy in the distance, and the union still didn't seem to have given up the search for this hunting ground, although no one could be heard approaching for the time being, but a new team of knights would rush over at some point: "You also saw it, I'm being hunted by the union." If the Knights come, you'll be drawn into the battle. ”

"Hah!" The old man was looking down and flipping the herbs, and suddenly grinned. Feng Chen thought that he had said something wrong, and only after a while did he realize that he had found a grass plant with particularly fat and tender leaves and strong medicinal properties. He grabbed the blade of grass and sniffed it on the tip of his nose, and held it up towards the sun: "This is it!" ”

"You're a dragonman?" Only then did the young man notice the four fingers of the old man, who were as thin as chicken feet. The old man's complexion was as red as if he had drunk soju, and his ears were also pointed, which was clearly a characteristic of a pure-blooded dragon. However, most of the dragons that the boy had seen were much taller than humans, and they were two old-timers, Lum and Longa, even Master Tresor and Instructor Luo were standing together, and they were a whole head taller than the latter. No matter how the old man in front of him looked, he was not as high as his chest, so he didn't let the young man think of that bloodline for the first time.

The old man's hand holding the herb paused in mid-air, as if observing the texture on the blade of grass. After a while, Xu felt bored, and he threw the herbs into the huge rattan basket behind him without pity, as if he didn't really want it.

"Is one plant enough? What do you want to do with it? "The old man doesn't look like he has an injury, and he doesn't look like he's in a hurry to give someone medicine. Dragon sprouts are useless except for treating external injuries, if they are not concocted after picking, they will lose most of their medicinal properties for more than half a day, and they are almost useless in the hands of the elderly.

"Soup...... Something like that. The old dragon man sighed and replied vaguely.

"Now, I'm going to put away the rest." The boy pouted, he didn't really want an answer. Seeing that the other party no longer took herbs, Feng Chen struggled to sit up straight, and gathered the dragon sprouts scattered all over the place. Probably because the action affected the internal organs, the young man's face was red for a while, his throat grunted jerkyly, and he spat out a mouthful of pink blood foam with a "cough".

"You're hurt." The dragonman said in hindsight. His eyes widened as he looked at the young man's bloodstained armor, and the horizontal lines on his forehead deepened.

Feng Chen wiped the blood foam from the corners of his mouth with his backhand, and nodded as a tacit. The defector hunter also had a round hole in his breastplate, and the blood stains on the muzzle of the gun extended to his waist, and he could even smell the blood on his body. The old man didn't know if he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid, and he didn't see the injuries on the young man's body until now.

"You gave me a wild vegetable, and the old man should give you something in return...... "The old man asked half-to-himself. After saying that, he rubbed his beard with one hand, frowned and pondered.

"Hey, it's just an herb, you don't need to be so careful!" Feng Chen waved his hand urgently. With the chronic feelings of the elderly, I don't know what year and month I want to meditate. The boy had been in this beast's den for too long, and now was not the time to entangle with him, so he persuaded him with good words: "You better go quickly, in case the knights come, I won't care about you." ”

"Shhhhh The old dragon man made a silent gesture, and was almost interrupted by the young man's memory, "Hmm...... Come to think of it, you wait a minute......"

The old man's two hands unconsciously groped around his body for a while, and Feng Chen's eyes flickered, and when he saw it clearly, the other party's four fingers had already twisted a palm-sized red silk bag. The dragonman unbuckled the rope and tipped the entire silk bag over, a pearl-sized pill tumbling into his hand.

"This is it! Fortunately, there is one left...... "The old man raised his hand in front of the boy, "take it, and it will be exchanged for your wild vegetables." ”

"What is this?" The pill was sealed with a thick layer of wax, and a black core was faintly visible in the wax layer, I don't know what kind of material it was made of, and it was placed in the rough red palm of the old dragon man, but it looked like a mud pill kneaded by his hand.

"The old man's secret wound medicine, I want to think about it......," the old man explained, "although the recipe is a little old, but it is surprisingly easy to use for external injuries, and now it is yours, eat it early, your injuries are not good." ”

Feng Chen's letter looked at the pill that was forced into his hand suspiciously, his nails scraped a layer of wax, and a strong medicinal fragrance came to his face, even covering the smell of blood on his body and the stench in the beast's nest. Feng Chenneng could vaguely distinguish several common healing herbs from the smell of medicine, just by inhaling a mouthful of medicinal incense, the young man felt a burst of relief all over his body, and the dull pain in his chest had faded slightly.

"Remember to remove the sealing wax." The old dragon man encouraged with his eyes, and there seemed to be a strange convincing power in his voice, which made Feng Chen can't help but think of Anfinis who was far away in Golden Feather City, "Don't worry, the old man will not harm anyone." But better ......."

Before the dragonman could finish speaking, Feng Chen wiped off the sealing wax and swallowed the pill in one gulp. Even if he didn't take the initiative to activate the dragon cavity, the young man could still feel the bursts of kindness coming from the old dragon's body. The dragon people have always been known for their integrity and honesty, not to mention that no one would carry a poison with them, and the old man helped him relieve the siege of knights, obviously he had no intention of harming himself, so although the composition of the pill was unknown, Feng Chen weighed it in his heart, and still chose to eat it decisively.

The boy's previous simple and crude emergency treatment did not stabilize his injuries, and during the escape, any means that could help him recover were as good as possible. Besides, the old man was standing in front of him, and Feng Chen couldn't bear it, letting the other party watch his kindness being doubted again and again.

"But it's better to find a safe place......"

"What did you say?" The dragonwhisperer's Adam's apple moved up and down, and the pill slid down his esophagus into his stomach, and a melting warmth rose in his abdomen.

"Hell...... Why are you eating it now? Seeing the secret medicine hidden in the young man's mouth, the old man's face showed urgency for the first time.

"What will happen?" Maybe it was the upsurge of medicinal power, or maybe it was just a psychological effect, Feng Chen only felt a warm current rushing to his limbs, and his chest, which had been ravaged by bullets, knives, and flames, was also numb at the moment.

"Alas! I think about it......" the old man sighed, "this secret medicine will mobilize the strength of the whole body to heal the wounds...... After eating it, you will probably fall asleep for a while. ”

"Huh?" Hearing that he was going to sleep in the depths of the hunting ground where there was no village in front of him and no store behind, Feng Chen's eyes were also anxious. He hurriedly tapped his stomach repeatedly, but the pill melted in his abdomen and he couldn't spit it out, so the young man had to ask nervously, "How long will it take?" ”

"The old man doesn't know, so it depends on how serious your injuries are." The dragon man shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly. The defecting hunter heard only the first half of the sentence, and then tilted his head and leaned against the cave wall.

?“ Today's young people, a personality is so anxious. Hearing the rhythmic breathing of the dust, the old man stroked his beard, lifted the rattan curtain and walked into the beast's cave. The orc carefully lowered the seal and dragged the boy into a position inside the cave. The old man's arms were thin and thin, but his strength was surprisingly great, and after doing all this, his breathing did not mean to be short of any time. He cleared a spot at the entrance of the cave and sat down cross-legged facing the outside of the cave, "That's it, it's okay to do left and right, just rest here for a while." ”

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Feng Chen was awakened by a cluster of fire outside the cave, and the young man opened his eyes, raised his hand and wiped his eyes, only to find that it was not something that covered his vision, but that it was already night when he fell asleep. The bonfire was raised by the old man, and on the fire was a container that seemed to be an iron bucket hanging diagonally on the old man's back.

"Hey!" Feng Chen's body was full of excitement, jumped up with a "poof", opened the rattan curtain of the beast's den, and shouted in a lost voice, "Quickly put out the fire, I will be found by them!" ”

As soon as Fang woke up, the young man felt something strange on his body, most of the abrasions and bumps caused by running all the way and fighting had been sealed and scabbed, his breathing was much smoother, there was less stuffiness and burning pain in his chest, and the injuries in his internal organs seemed to be stabilized. A painful itch in the right chest is proof that the wound is just turning. The effect of one of the old man's pills seemed to be much greater than Feng Chen's expectations.

But the boy didn't have the heart to sigh anymore. The smoke billowing from outside the entrance of the cave is like a lighthouse, attracting knights who patrol for more than ten kilometers. When he was asleep, the fire of the old dragon man burned for a long time, and the thugs of the union may be closer than he thought.

"You're awake, come get something to eat." The orc turned around and tapped the ground with firewood, saying, "I made some soup with the wild vegetables you gave me, and it tasted good." ”

"Now is not the time to eat...... "The boy stumbled out of the den, and the hunter's feet had been curled in the hole for too long, and at first he straightened, his knees numb, and he staggered to the side of the hill.

"Take it easy, they won't come back." The dragonman's voice was lowered by an octave, and a pleasant smile appeared on his face, but he suddenly returned to his usual leisurely and ignorant state.

"What do you mean by 'not coming back'?" Feng Chen caressed his chest, suppressed the restlessness of his breath, and made sure that he had not missed the old man's whispers, "Are all the knights of the union gone?" ”

The old man did not answer, but took a spoonful of hot soup from the steaming iron bucket and put it to his lips in small sips. There is really the fragrance of dragon sprouts in the soup, and from time to time a piece or two of meat will roll up, and I don't know how the old man found these many ingredients in a short period of time.

Feng Chen stared at the old man's face that was shiny by the firelight, and said earnestly: "Thank you for not leaving when I was asleep. ”

"I'm just making soup." The old man drank a spoonful of soup, refilled another spoonful, and raised it in the direction of Feng Chen, "Do you want to give it a try?" ”

"I have to leave." Feng Chen's heart weighed it, and he waved his hand to refuse the old man's invitation, "I'm sorry, uncle, the union knight won't let me go, and continuing to stay here will only put you in danger." Your medicine has helped a lot, and I can't give anything back to the way I am now, but at least it will keep you from being affected. ”

"Where else can you go?" The old dragonman's voice suddenly rose. He stood up, and his two short legs laboriously switched a few times before he came to Feng Chen. The old man picked up a wooden stick from nowhere, cleaned up the side branches, and held it in his hand as a walking stick. He pointed his crutches in a certain direction of Lin Ye, "That's the nearest village over there, are you going there?" ”

The dragon whisperer followed the cane's pointing and looked into the distance, wisps of light shining through the cracks in the trees. Feng Chen poked his head forward vigorously, and it took a while to realize that the light was far beyond the level of ordinary lights, but the light of fire.

"It's late." The old man said in a stiff tone, "It seems that the hunter and the knight ...... It's not the same thing......"

"I have to leave." Feng Chen's heart weighed it, and he waved his hand to refuse the old man's invitation, "I'm sorry, uncle, the union knight won't let me go, and continuing to stay here will only put you in danger." Your medicine has helped a lot, and I can't give anything back to the way I am now, but at least it will keep you from being affected. ”

"Where else can you go?" The old dragonman's voice suddenly rose. He stood up, and his two short legs laboriously switched a few times before he came to Feng Chen. The old man picked up a wooden stick from nowhere, cleaned up the side branches, and held it in his hand as a walking stick. He pointed his crutches in a certain direction of Lin Ye, "That's the nearest village over there, are you going there?" ”

The dragon whisperer followed the cane's pointing and looked into the distance, wisps of light shining through the cracks in the trees. Feng Chen poked his head forward vigorously, and it took a while to realize that the light was far beyond the level of ordinary lights, but the light of fire.

"It's late." The old man said in a stiff tone, "It seems that the hunter and the knight ...... It's not the same thing......"

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