"Lin Luo, are you okay!"

Chief Bamboo was the first to rush in front of Lin Luo and asked with a concerned face.

"I'm fine. ”

Hearing this, Lin Luo shook his head slightly.

Because of the excessive blood loss at the broken arm, his face looked a little pale at the moment.

"Drink the ichor. ”

While asking, Chief Bamboo had already taken out the healing spirit liquid from his arms.

At the same time, he said to the Lie who followed: "Quick, help Lin Luo cover the wound." ”

"Yes. ”

Lie nodded in response, directly took off the animal skin clothes on his body, and wrapped the wound on Lin Luo's broken arm.

It really has a healing spiritual liquid, otherwise with such a simple and rough bandaging method, Lin Luofei would have to die of excessive blood loss.

On the other side, the trading team of the Peng tribe also rushed to Ao's side.

"Poof!"

A Peng tribe bloodline warrior also had no medical knowledge, and directly pulled out the bronze spear that pierced Ao's heart.

After that, while pressing the wound with the animal skin, he poured the spiritual liquid into Ao's mouth.

"Quick, go back to the tribe immediately!"

After doing all this, the bloodline warrior immediately yelled at the trading team behind him.

After speaking, he directly picked up Ao and rushed in the direction of Taniguchi.

In this regard, Lin Luo did not stop it.

Although this is a life-and-death battle, if Ao is really killed, it is difficult to guarantee that the Peng tribe will not launch a crazy revenge against the tribal alliance.

In that case, his sacrifice would be in vain.

"It's a pity!"

Not far away, looking at the back of the Peng tribe trading team leaving, He Miao whispered with regret.

Lin Luo's spear just now, although it pierced Ao's heart, there was a slight deviation.

It only caused damage to Ao's heart, but it didn't pass through directly with a single blow.

This made He Miao, who was ready to watch a good show, couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

But then, He Miao's face couldn't help but smile again.

The source of totem power is the heart, and Ao's heart is damaged this time, even if he returns to the Peng tribe for treatment, his strength will inevitably be affected.

Unless, his strength in the future can break through to the next level.

Otherwise, it will be difficult for him to be his opponent again.

Then, He Miao moved his gaze to Lin Luo's body again, with an expression of admiration on his face.

For totem warriors, physical disability is basically equivalent to obsession.

Although Lin Luo's strength was strong, what he lost was only a left arm.

But in the future, if he wants to participate in the hunt again, he can only hunt the weakest mute-blood beast.

This is undoubtedly a very cruel thing for a powerful flesh and blood warrior.

Therefore, Lin Luo was able to make such a decision, and He Miao still admired him very much.

"Lin Luo, let's go, I'll take you to the spirit. ”

After Lie wrapped the wound tightly, Chief Bamboo helped Lin Luo and said.

Because it wasn't the hunting season, the Bamboo Chief didn't have much spiritual fluid with him.

Therefore, he was going to take Lin Luo directly to Zizhuling for treatment.

"Chief, wait a minute. ”

Lin Luo shook his head lightly and said, "The matter of the trade fair here is not over yet." ”

Seeing that Lin Luo was at this time, he was still thinking about the trade fair.

Chief Bamboo suddenly said angrily: "Now it's important to treat the injury, so I'll leave it to Lie here!"

"That's right, I'll leave it to me. ”

Lie immediately nodded in response.

"I'll just say a few words, and it won't take much time. “

Lin Luo still insisted.

He has always been personally responsible for the affairs of the trade fair.

Now there is such an unexpected situation, if it is not handled well, it will inevitably have a big impact on next year's transaction.

Therefore, Lin Luo must personally be responsible for the aftermath before he can rest assured.

"Okay!"

Seeing Lin Luo so insisting, Chief Bamboo could only nod in agreement.

"Everyone, thank you for coming to our Tribal Alliance's Summer Fair. ”

Soon, Lin Luo took a deep breath, looked at the surrounding tribal trading teams and said in a deep voice, "Regarding the accident just now, I will first say sorry to everyone.

Rest assured, this matter will be resolved by our tribal alliance as soon as possible and will not affect next year's birth fair.

When the time comes, everyone is welcome to come to our tribal alliance again to participate in the fair, and we will definitely guarantee everyone's safety.

Also, the promises I made are still valid.

When we hold the Birthday Fair next year, as long as you can invite new tribes to participate, our Tribal Alliance will still give White Salt as a reward. ”

In fact, before, Lin Luo had decided not to continue to "burn money" for promotion.

Nearly twenty tribes of the trade fair, such a scale is not small!

After that, you just have to wait and wait for the word-of-mouth to ferment.

After all, a scarce resource like white salt is still very attractive.

But now, because of the oppression of the two tribes of Peng and He.

He had to choose to continue to throw money at it to eliminate the negative impact of this incident on the trade fair.

Hearing Lin Luo's words, the faces of the surrounding tribal trading teams did not show the same ecstatic expressions as they did at the Birth Season Fair.

All of them kept glancing around with their eyes, but didn't say anything.

In this regard, Lin Luo can also understand.

Now the people who come to participate in the fair are some small tribes with relatively weak strength, and they absolutely do not want to get involved in the struggle between the big tribes.

Now, the situation between the Tribal Alliance and the Peng tribe is still unknown, and it is naturally impossible for these small tribes to express their position immediately.

Therefore, Lin Luo didn't plan to get a response right away from the beginning.

I just want to do my best to keep all the trading teams.

After all, he has been personally responsible for the trading conference from beginning to end, and it can be regarded as his hard work.

Naturally, he was unwilling, so he watched all his hard work go to waste.

"Lin Luo, about the deal you proposed earlier, I will report it to our chief when I go back. ”

At this time, He Miao opened his mouth and said to Lin Luo.

"Good. ”

Hearing this, Lin Luo nodded lightly.

In the face of interests, the He tribe has been moved, which is good news for the tribal alliance.

......

Bamboo Forest Center,

"Ling, can Lin Luo's arm be connected?"

Looking at Lin Luo's severed arm wrapped in animal skin, Bamboo Witch asked Zizhu Ling with a trembling voice.

On the side, the Wu and Chiefs of the Fox and Deer clans, as well as the Bamboo Chief, who rushed over after hearing the news, also looked at Zizhu Ling with hope.

Now it was different from before, now that the Purple Bamboo Spirit had been promoted to the barbarian level, and Lin Luo's severed left arm was well preserved.

Perhaps, he can have the ability to reconnect Lin Luo's broken arm.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Zizhuling's bamboo pole shook slightly, and the sound of vicissitudes sounded.

"No, you can't. ”