A few days later, one evening, the sweaty city stood on a boulder outside the town of Wailing Wind.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, stretched out his right hand, brought it in front of him, stretched out his index finger, and stared for a moment.

A crisp crackling sound sounded, and I saw a blue arc of lightning rising from the tip of Cheng's index finger, wrapping around his index finger and slowly turning.

Cheng looked at the blue arc above his index finger and nodded in satisfaction, then his index finger bent down, and the arc disappeared.

With his arms outstretched, enjoying the cool breeze blowing in his face, Joda exhaled.

Moments later, the city jumped off the boulder and ran toward Fernanke.

At the bedside of Fernanke's bedside, Mrs. Fernanke fell asleep next to her husband.

Cheng Mei quietly looked at Fernanke, whose lips were white and cracked, and he had been in a coma for more than half a month, his brows furrowed tightly.

But he wasn't a doctor, so he could only watch Fenanke's injuries and get anxious.

There is no real doctor in the town, and the situation is urgent, and Fenanke's injuries could take his life at any moment.

"Go find Uncle Ma Straw and see if he can do anything." Cheng had no choice but to inquire about the hemp straw that had a little more knowledge.

Leaving Fernac's place lightly, the city hurried all the way, and in a short time came to the hemp straw bedroom.

Raise your hand and knock on the door, and wait for the hemp straw to reply.

"Stinky boy, come in, I know it's you!" There was a cry of hemp straw from the bedroom.

The city pushed open the door of the straw room and entered the straw bedroom.

"Anyway, what's the matter with coming to me?" Ma Straw knows the city very well, and there is nothing wrong with the city, so he will not come to his bedroom to disturb his rest.

Ma Straw is bare-chested, and his abdomen is wrapped with a slightly yellowish white bandage, but his complexion is very good, compared to ordinary people Fenanke, the recovery ability of the first-order warrior Ma Straw is indeed much stronger.

"Uncle Fernanke, not awake yet." Cheng looked at the hemp straw and spoke.

Ma Straw smiled and opened his mouth to shout: "That old thing was too seriously injured this time, and his physique is too different from ours, I'm afraid he won't be able to get past this catastrophe!" ”

Cheng stared into Ma Straw's eyes and asked, "Is there no way?" ”

Ma Straw was silent for a moment, and slowly replied, "Hmm! There is no way! ”

"Send him to the Hive Stronghold for healing!" Cheng spoke, expectant in his eyes.

Hearing this, Ma Straw shook his head and said: "The nearest hive stronghold from here is also more than a hundred kilometers away, and it is estimated that he has not yet reached the hive stronghold, he has already hung up!" ”

"I'm going to try, I don't want him dead!" The city is decided.

"What are you trying? What do you have to exchange for someone to heal Fernanke? Ma Straw struck unceremoniously.

Cheng lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "Rob!" ”

"Rob your uncle!" Ma Straw scolded, I don't know why this hooligan leader didn't let Cheng go to his old job.

Cheng looked at the hemp straw with blazing eyes, and was about to turn away.

"Stop! Lao Tzu really convinced you! Ma Straw looked at the departing city road.

Cheng stopped, turned back and looked at the hemp straw quietly.

"There's a way!" Ma Straw said: "I once saw an introduction to a mutated plant called blood clotting root in the hive stronghold, which is said to be able to speed up the wound healing of humans of the first order and below, and the effect is very strange. Maybe this kind of thing can save the old thing's life! ”

The city was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "Where is it?" ”

Ma Straw scratched his bald head and said, "I don't know either." ”

The joy on the city's face vanished, and he turned to leave again.

"You come back to me, I haven't finished talking yet!" Ma Straw shouted.

Cheng reluctantly turned around and listened to the following of the hemp straw.

"Although I haven't seen this blood clotting root with my own eyes, I remember the appearance in that document clearly!" With that, he got up and walked in front of the city, and drew a plant on the ground with a short knife.

I saw that the plant painted by hemp straw has six slender and large leaves with the tip facing the sky, and there is a small flower bone in the center of the six leaves, and the leaf veins on the leaves are criss-crossed.

"This is the shape of the leaves of the blood clotting root, the color of the leaves is blood red, and the flower bone in the middle is black." After finishing the painting, Ma Straw got up and said: "In the old days, this kind of thing was actually a wild plant as common as radish and cabbage, but no one would have thought that today, it would evolve into such a magical thing, and the number has dropped sharply." ”

"Where was it born?" Cheng asked.

Ma Straw looked at the city, frowned slightly, and said: "It is often born in places where the blood of mutant creatures has passed, and moreover, the more blood it is impregnated, the better the quantity and quality of blood clotting roots!" ”

"And that kind of place is either a dense area of mutant creatures, or a nest of high-level mutant creatures." Ma Straw continued, and then looked at the city: "Maybe there will be something growing in the continuous mountains behind the Wailing Wind Mountain, do you dare to go?" ”

"Hmm!" Cheng resolutely said that although he did not know the way forward, he would not let Fernanke die.

Then he turned and left.

"Go, go, remember, your life counts!" Ma Straw looked at the back of the city, and there was a worried look in his eyes: "I hope you will surprise me again." ”

"I didn't think I would want that old thing to die, it's fucking weird!" Ma Straw raised his arm to close the door, muttering in his mouth.

The door was closed, and Ma Straw's eyes accidentally touched his armpits, and his eyes showed a cool color, but then he laughed out loud and said: "Haha, collapse and collapse, live in this world where birds don't, Lao Tzu is tired of it!" ”

It turned out that the lifeless skin under the hemp straw armpit had expanded more than a circle.

The next morning, in the city room.

A rapid sound of rattling slowly subsided, and after taking the sharpened red stone and dagger, and carrying some rations, the city set out for the mountains.

While recalling the appearance of the blood clotted roots painted by hemp straw, the city walked.

"I don't know if the mutated creatures I met on this trip can make me advance to become a first-order warrior!" Cheng is looking forward to what kind of mutated creatures he can meet.

"After becoming a first-order warrior, what level of strength can I reach?" Cheng kept thinking: "The blue arc I have mastered should be a good ability, but the cost is too great to use easily." ”

The number of hunters has dwindled, and the passage into the mountain has long been destroyed into a mess by the mutated plants, so the city has no choice but to pull out the dagger and cut off all the plants and clear the road.

The blade of the dagger cuts through the branches of the plant, making a light and crisp sound, which is very good.

"Mom......" Cheng looked at the dagger, his eyes wandered, and his thoughts drifted into the distance: "Your genes are so good, Cheng has already had an ability before he became a warrior, you are probably a very great genius!" ”

The dagger was silent, not knowing what the city was asking, but even if it did, it could not answer.