Long Mo seemed to be unconscious, leaning against the wall motionless, not even responding to Yingyuan's question.

Ying Yuan felt that something was wrong, and slowly approached with a frown.

When he got closer, he smelled a shallow smell of flesh and blood on Long Mo's body.

Is this guy hurt?

When did it happen?

Ying Yuan stretched out his hand to wake up Long Mo, but before his hand touched his shoulder, the golden beast pupils opened violently, bursting out with a cold and bloodthirsty light.

It seemed that if he stretched his hand forward a little more, he would cut it off without hesitation.

Ying Yuan was shocked, and the killing intent was so startled that he hurriedly withdrew his hand and took two steps back.

After a few breaths, he calmed down and said in a deep voice:

"Long Mo, you have injuries and still come out with us?"

His tone was affirmative.

He was confident in his senses.

"It's none of your business." Long Mo also gradually withdrew his killing intent, glanced at Ying Yuan indifferently, took out a few herbs from the package he was carrying, crushed them in the palm of his hand, and then took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles.

He backhanded the herb residue from his hand and wiped it back to his back.

Only then did Ying Yuan realize that there was an arm-length scar on his back, and the scar did not scab, but flowed out of pus, and there were some green residues on it, which should have been left by Long Mo when he applied the medicine before.

Longmo is very skilled.

It seems to have been repeated countless times.

Because he couldn't see the wound, he relied on his instincts, but he was able to apply the herbs to the wound with precision.

The wound hurt at first glance, but Long Mo's face didn't change, as if he was just bathing in water.

The muscles in his body bulged under his movements, forming arcs outlining strength.

Even Yingyuan was amazed.

Is this guy unaware of pain?

"I said why did you take the initiative to come out with me, it turned out to avoid Fox Jiaojiao, and I didn't want her to know about your injuries?" Long Mo guessed Long Mo's mind almost instantly.

In this respect, he is actually very similar to Long Mo.

It's just that Longmo, a beast, treats himself more ruthlessly, the kind of ruthlessness that doesn't want to die.

If it weren't for the fox Jiaojiao, Yingyuan estimated that his life would have been tossed by him a long time ago.

Long Mo made a move, and swept towards Yingyuan with cold eyes:

"Don't be nosy."

He put the hide back on, his face still pale, but his expression was not the slightest different.

"If you dare to say a word to Jiaojiao, I pulled out your tongue."

Yingyuan is not afraid of him, and he is not a coward.

It's just that this time it was rare that he didn't act with Long Mo, and snorted coldly:

"Don't worry, I'm not so idle, you're dead, and I won't say half a word to Fox Jiaojiao."

No male wants to let his partner worry about him.

Perhaps because he could understand Long Mo's mood, he didn't have an argument with him, which was also the most harmonious time when the two were in the same frame.

Ying Yuan returned to the position he had just placed and sat down, looking meaningfully at Long Mo, who had a cold face.

"I remember that after you returned to the tribe, you were not injured at all, where did you get this injury?"

If you can drain pus to this extent, the injury is already very serious.

He had never heard of Long Mo's injury from the veterinarian, and it was difficult to cover this kind of thing.

This guy has never been to the vet at all, and he didn't want any orcs to know about it, I'm afraid that if it weren't for the deterioration, he was afraid that Fox Jiaojiao would find out and come out with them, and he would have kept this matter a secret.

To what extent?

Until he deteriorated to the point of incurability, to death?

Long Mo didn't even bother to give Ying Yuan a look this time, and didn't answer him at all.

Ying Yuan squinted at a pair of sharp eagle eyes, looked at Long Mo inquiringly, and quickly thought of something.

Continued:

"I remember, the only time you were injured was when you were hunting in a camp outside the Thunder River tribe, and you were scratched by a cow and the dragon scales on your back!"

The location is right.

But!

Why has it been so long, and such a small wound, to the extent it has deteriorated to the present level?

It's also incredible.

"Your dragon orcs who fail to transform will have a low self-healing ability, but your self-healing ability is too slow, I remember that you didn't have this self-healing speed before."

Ying Yuan looked at Long Mo suspiciously.

Trying to see a little bit of cattiness on his cold hard face.

"By the way, after the failure of your dragon clan's transformation, in addition to the weak self-healing ability, are there any other sequelae?"

"You can shut up." Long Mo blackened his face and interrupted him.

This bird is not usually smart, but his brain is spinning quite quickly at this time.

Ying Yuan snorted, "Don't think I'm worried about you, I just don't want the tribe to have one less orc who can fight, if you die, with the ability of the fox Jiaojiao, you won't have to worry about a good life in the future, but ......"

"She may have to lie in the arms of other males, and your cubs will also be called other beast fathers."

Long Mo's face was so black that he could drip ink.

He picked up a stone and threw it at the eagle.

Ying Yuan instinctively dodged, and was just about to laugh at Long Mo's head, when the stone smashed into the wall behind him.

The wall behind him was loose, a stone was knocked down, and a wall behind him collapsed.

only heard a "boom", dust everywhere, and before the eagle could react, it was crushed under the falling stone and smashed the bag on his head.

Long Mo sat expressionlessly in place.

Just interrupted Ying Yuan's words, just because he didn't want him to guess the truth.

Only he knew that the weak self-healing ability of the dragon orcs after the failure of the transformation was only an initial phenomenon.

In the middle stage, it will heal slowly, and even a small wound can deteriorate to a very serious and potentially fatal level.

If it is in the later stage, the wound will completely lose its ability to heal itself, and you can only pray that you are lucky and not injured, otherwise you will be pierced by a needle and have a small hole, and you will only have to wait for death.

The only solution is to return to the dragon tribe and carry out a second transformation.

"Found it! We've found it! ”

The two bird orcs flew back from the sky, and the sound came from far and near, and before they landed, they had already reached Long Mo's ears.

As soon as he raised his eyes, two orcs of the bird clan landed at the entrance of the cave.

shook the snow on the feathers, turned into a human form, and said excitedly:

"Long Mo, Yingyuan, we just found traces left by the female outside, not far from this cave!"

The orc was extremely excited, his eyebrows fluttered, and he almost immediately took Long Mo to take a look in person.

"Are you sure it's the Wind Born clansman?" Long Mo asked calmly.

The orc shook his head, "I'm not sure yet, but the number is right, and the location is not much different from what Feng Sheng said, and the direction is right." ”

"Fortunately, this heavy snow allowed us to stop and rest, otherwise we would have missed it!"

The other orc said happily.

The two of you say a word to me, and after speaking, I found that there was only Long Mo alone.

"Huh? What about Yingyuan, why isn't he here? ”

"Did Yingyuan go out to explore the way?"