"Do you know how to treat injuries and first aid?Have you attended a medical college, or are you a believer in a god?goddess of life?goddess of the moon?" A deep voice sounded not far away, the voice came very quickly, and as soon as An Xiaoqi looked up, he saw several people hurrying towards him.

It was the leader of the female warriors who had previously commanded the battle at the edge of the forest. She was about thirty years old, with a slightly more beautiful complexion, her skin showing a reddish complexion peculiar to the tropics, a familiar black tight-fitting outfit, and a long knife in her hand, the tip of which hung down on the ground.

She led the way, followed by a few servants. At a glance, the servants were all humans, and there were no mushrooms, and one of them dodged in the crowd, trying not to meet people.

A slightly familiar figure appeared in the crowd, and An Xiaoqi couldn't help frowning slightly and staring fixedly.

"Why don't you speak?" Seeing that An Xiaoqi didn't answer, but looked behind him with a pair of puzzled eyes, the female warrior leader's tone was a little more impatient.

The outfit of a female warrior, Xiao Qi once saw it. For example, the hook-nosed woman and the fat aunt of the Silver Leaf Grass family, two scum who kill people without blinking, are dressed up in this outfit. By extension, this may be the uniform attire of the Silver Leaf Grass family. So just looking at this dress, it made people disgusted a little out of thin air, and they didn't bother to take care of it, so An Xiaoqi shook his head and only held down the bleeding of the injured person next to him.

Xiao Qi didn't answer, the soldier didn't speak, and the atmosphere froze for a while. The warriors of the Silver Leaf Grass family have an extremely high status in the camp, even surpassing the Black Skylark warriors of the same level. An Xiaoqi didn't know how fearless he was, and he didn't think it was terrifying, but how could the few idle mushroom teenagers behind him stand up to the coercion?

An Xiaoqi's back was empty, but there was a person. It turned out that the young man of the Green Mushroom Clan, who admired An Xiaoqi very much just now, also dragged him on his thighs to cause him to wrestle, and saved him by fate, was still standing in place. The people around him all looked at him, their eyes were a little frightened, and they slandered in their hearts: That Terran boy is fine, but what is wrong with this mushroom child? How dare he be rude to death in front of the human warrior? A third-class slave, I'm afraid I don't want to be whipped?

They didn't know that this mushroom boy was still young and had a clean mind. lost his mind for a while, just because his mind was still immersed in the description of An Xiaoqi asking him to cut the tail of the arrow with a sword, and he was wondering what An Xiaoqi meant. He gestured with his hand, pointed, poked, sharp, cut?

He suddenly woke up to a sudden realization, and it turned out that the adult who saved the dead and helped the wounded, shining like an angel, was asking for a sword! But he was a timid and humble boy, how could he have a sword? As soon as he raised his head, he was greeted by the sword light of the leader of the warriors in front of him, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "Knife, there is a knife!" My lord, please borrow it. ”

"Get out! The lowly mushroom clan dares to talk to me, and doesn't want to live anymore?" The female warrior raised her eyebrows, and her voice was like a tiger's roar, as if Huan Hou had broken the Dangyang Bridge! Although he didn't vomit bitterness like Xiahou Jie and fell to the ground, he was also so frightened that he 'snorted', his face was snow-white, and he knelt on the ground like a chicken, and his whole body was paralyzed.

Correspondingly, An Xiaoqi was completely unmoved, his expression was the same as before, but the disgust in his heart increased a lot.

"Don't waste time! I heard that you will pray and heal at the end of your life, I just want to tell you, don't spend your energy on these mushroom clans, save your own people first!" The female warrior didn't talk nonsense with An Xiaoqi, and gave the order straight in.

Hierarchical consciousness of my own people? I couldn't help but slander in my heart: Who is your own person, I am not an alien like you at all, but an earthling, and the appearance may be similar, who knows if it is a species? Don't be sentimental! Besides, what is wrong with my willingness to save from near to far, from heavy to light? An Xiaoqi opened his mouth and wanted to say, but unfortunately he really couldn't say this passage in the Terran language of the other world, and a thousand words could only be combined into one word: "No!"

The female warrior's eyebrows gradually tightened, her cheeks bulged, and the fierce light in her eyes became more and more dangerous: "Over there, there are human races!

Ignoring her, An Xiaoqi recalled the words of the female warrior: I heard that I would pray? Who did I listen to? Who is so concerned about me in such a chaotic situation? Looking behind the female warrior, he happened to take in a figure with a hidden head and tail in his eyes--it was clearly the human boy just now! It was the guy who saw him lose his strength and kindly went to support him, but in order to get out at the critical moment, he pulled himself over and caused himself to be trampled on countless feet! What's even more disgusting is that this guy later burst into tears, 'After getting out of trouble, you will be rich and prosperous with your brother!' , The words are still burning in my ears, what about the 'common wealth' that I said at this time? I have eaten all the bibimbap, right? Grace will take revenge is also bright!

and An Xiaoqi happened to look at each other, revealing his hiding, and the Terran boy simply stopped hiding. He blushed, and whispered behind the female warrior, and his words were quite unbearable: "My lord, as a human race, but he wears the clothes of the mushroom tribe indiscriminately, and his self-deprecating status, according to the rules, he should be fined half a month's salary; ”

Then the voice became quieter, although it was not too far away, An Xiaoqi could hardly hear it, so he barely heard it: "According to the rules of our Silver Leaf Grass, he will be fined his salary, and he will have to give half of the small one..."

The female warrior was fanned by him behind for a while, but instead of being angry, she laughed, and the flame that was about to erupt went down by three points, and the smile was somewhat intriguing, and she pointed at the back with her right hand without a knife: "You heard? Fines! Whipping! Twenty lashes, I will carry out the execution, you may not be able to survive." ”

The words made the warm sea breeze feel cold, and the servants on the scene all lowered their heads, clamped their clothes, and their timid teeth trembled and gurgled, but the chubby young man was behind the female warrior, showing a smug smile.

The female warrior smiled, and suddenly the conversation changed: "However, as long as you are obedient to save people, whipping and fines, etc., there will naturally be no more - human servants are different from aliens after all! Besides, you can pray, maybe it is a god's servant, I have to save some face." ”

As soon as the words came out, An Xiaoqi didn't do anything, and the 'ungrateful monarch' who was fanning the flames seemed to have been struck by thunder, and he froze in place, looking demented, and his face was gray. An Xiaoqi glanced at him, feeling a little funny in his heart.

"Okay, okay, little green hat, you come here, press here...."Although An Xiaoqi is persistent, he is also flexible. He will listen to the exchange of good words. Besides, it avoided intensifying the conflict, and it was good to find a female warrior to borrow a knife after a while. So he freed up his hand and beckoned his Tianzi No. 1 worshipper for help, and gave him a terrifying and familiar title: 'Little Green Hat'.

Who knows, at this moment, a change occurred. As soon as An Xiaoqi raised his right hand and was greeting, a stream of heat came from his left hand - the injured person couldn't hold on and had already gone.

Although I knew that it was futile, although I knew very well that such a serious penetrating injury would most likely not be rescued.... But when it came to the end, depression was still inevitable.

"Brother, are you afraid of causing me trouble, so you are in such a hurry? Actually, I am not afraid of trouble. The main thing is that I don't have any tools at hand, and my brother and I are not very skilled, so I can't do anything about it - I didn't help you, sorry. An Xiaoqi gently closed the young man's eyes with his hand, gently wiped the blood from his face, carefully combed the hair under the mushroom hat, and let out a long breath. Looking back on myself, I didn't leave any mustard in my heart, and my mentality was surprisingly peaceful.

The mushroom boys at the scene were consciously solemn, even farther away, as long as the mushroom boys who saw this scene, they all stood up spontaneously, full of tears, and quietly watched An Xiaoqi finish all this;

I don't know when there was a burst of singing around me. The sound was ethereal, if there was nothing, as if a thin thread was beating on a spinning wheel, and it was hidden behind something. An Xiaoqi listened carefully, but it turned out that one or several of the mushroom teenagers standing on the scene were humming some kind of song intermittently. The tone is too small, and the content of the lyrics cannot be distinguished, but it can be recognized that the tone is solemn and sad.

The singing voice was in a trance, and it was ethereal, and it inadvertently touched the 'he has a clear heart' plug-in. An Xiaoqi seemed to see a long scroll of painting, slowly unfolding in front of his eyes: deep and dark underground, in a boundless space, I don't know when, for some reason, a little bit of the most subtle spores was blown from an unknown distance.

The slightest spores, tenaciously attached to the hard stone wall, relying on the scarce nutrients in the soil of the stone wall, gradually grew and evolved, starting its magnificent evolutionary journey.

In the astronomical and long changes of the times, countless races have swirled and perished, like the sand of the Ganges. Under the witness of the god of luck and in the choice of the divine providence, the spores finally stood out and achieved a miracle! Spores, fungi, mosses, mushroom forests, active forests, primitive mushrooms, medieval mushrooms, Homo sapiens mushrooms, modern mushrooms......

Although the mushroom clan is good at forbearance and moves forward with heavy burdens, the sad thing is that the pivot of fate is still difficult to escape. The harsh natural environment and scarce food have accompanied generations of mushroom people. And the survival of the mushroom people is full of a sense of fate, and the left is just from the darkness and goes to the darkness.

Countless more years have passed. With strength, simplicity, and a little bit of fate, the mushroom clan finally stood in the land under the starlight! It was another indescribable joy and bliss. It's a pity that with the arrival of human beings, the good times of the mushroom clan have come to an end.

"You're almost done praying, aren't you? The relieved sentence fished An Xiaoqi from the long river of time, but it turned out that it was the female warrior leader who spoke again.

The faint light in An Xiaoqi's eyes gradually extinguished, and he unconsciously touched his forehead, his head was covered with cold sweat, and the hand holding his forehead trembled. He tried to take a few deep breaths, hoping to restrain his emotions, but the shock in his heart could not be eliminated for a long time, how could he have thought that a mere mushroom slang ballad contained such a wealth of information!

The female leader looked around, and the heads of those she stared at were buried deeply, and if there was any singing voice, it was completely cut off. She rarely showed a gentle look, as if she was moved by An Xiaoqi's kindness, and patted him on the shoulder emotionally: "I haven't seen anyone who can trigger the song of the ancestral origin of the mushroom clan for many years." You have such a powerful prayer contagion, you should be a believer in the goddess of life, right?"

"The Song of the Ancestral Origin?" An Xiaoqi repeated in a low voice, secretly wondering: This should be the Song of Requiem handed down by the mushroom clan, right? It's strange, why can I feel a strange power from it, as if it has attracted something, is this the so-called 'bloodline power' of the other world?

An Xiaoqi is still entangled in the mysterious power of the 'Song of the Ancestral Origin', but more people have already focused their attention on the 'Goddess of Life'. For example, the 'Grace General' who wanted to see An Xiaoqi being beaten and fined just now immediately turned as dark as dirt - even if he was as lonely as him, he had heard the name of the goddess of life. After all, he was one of the most powerful main gods in the main continent and even in the entire plane. Its divine power and the domineering spirit of its believers have always been called unique. It is comparable to the attachment of fur, like the stars and the moon, enveloping the entire human civilization.

Considering the powerful and boundless divine power radiation of the 'Goddess of Life', as well as the rumored excellent quality of protecting the short, it is just a possibility, even the female warrior does not dare to persecute An Xiaoqi too much, and the 'Grace General Revenge Jun' is even more regretful: it can't take advantage, but it provokes a strong enemy, and it is purely death.

An Xiaoqi had no way of knowing the misunderstanding of the people around him, and he continued his journey to save people: this kid still ignored the female warrior's request, and only came at his own pace, but also saved a few human beings, which eased the female warrior's face.