Amu: ... Have you asked my opinion?

Orc: Do you have a serious opinion?

Ji Nuan sat on Rael's back with Xiu Yan, who had once again changed back into the appearance of a little lion cub, and the group of orcs quickly headed towards the Dashi tribe station.

At this time, in the open space of the Dashi tribe, the orcs still did not disperse, and the orcs who were sentenced to only live until the evening meal had just woken up, but struggled because of the severe pain, causing the blood from the wound to start flowing again.

The old witch doctor hurriedly ran over: "Cub, don't move, all the divine wood powder in the tribe has been used for you, and if you move again, there will be no way to stop the bleeding." ”

The orc's forehead burst into green tendons because of forbearance, and he felt as if he had been split in half, so he might as well let him die.

Meng Tai hesitated, and finally pursed his lips and took out a palm-sized small leaf bag from his arms, stepped forward and handed it to the old witch doctor: "Witch doctor, this is the divine wood powder I brought this time, that's all left." ”

The witch doctor looked at him, "This..."

Meng Tai stuffed the divine wood powder into the witch doctor's arms: "Quickly sprinkle it on him, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to hold out to the witch doctor of the Watson tribe." ”

The old witch doctor wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and could only open the small leaf bag and sprinkle the precious divine wood powder on the orc's wounds: "Cub, if you hold on for a while, the witch doctor of the Watson tribe will be coming soon, maybe she will be able to heal your injuries, otherwise you will die, what will happen to your female and newborn cubs?" ”

The orc's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth bit his lips out of blood, and he nodded with difficulty, but the corners of his blood-stained mouth were trying to tear away a smile, and his bloodshot eyes looked at the female who was crying bitterly, and said weakly: "Don't... Don't cry... It doesn't hurt..."

"It's back! It's back! The witch doctor of the Watson tribe is here! The patrol orc's trembling voice of excitement spread through the clearing of the Oshida tribe.

The sound of the orcs running also reached the ears of the orcs at this moment.

There was a glimmer of light in the eyes of all the clansmen, and it was the light of hope.

Rael ran all the way out of the herd before he knoped down slightly and let Ji Nuan get off his back.

The petite white little female stood there holding a fat little lion cub, and her well-behaved appearance made the surrounding clansmen stunned for a while, this is the legendary witch doctor?

Ji Nuan walked a few steps quickly and stuffed the fat cub in his hand into Ge Xing's arms in front of him, and said in a very calm voice: "Let me see the injured orc." ”

After all, the old witch doctor was well-informed, stepped forward and led Ji Nuan to the big stone.

The severity of the orc's injuries made Ji Nuan's mood a little heavy, and she turned her head to look at the old witch doctor and said, "I can only do my best." ”

The old witch doctor smiled lovingly: "It depends on the will of the beast god." ”

Ji Nuan nodded and looked back at the patriarch of Gexing: "Uncle, let the orcs build two fires here, boil two pots of hot water, and there is a porcelain pot in my back basket." ”

Without waiting for Ge Xing to act, the orcs of the Dashi tribe had already quickly lit the fire, and Ge Xing took out two stone pots from the back basket brought by Ji Nuan to pour water on the shelf.

Ji Nuan walked up to the injured orc and asked softly, "How do you feel now?" Does the wound hurt? ”

The orc gritted his teeth and nodded.

Ji Nuan asked again: "Do you feel cold?" ”

The orc then spoke, "It's not cold. ”