Oriori changed direction and sped towards the pit she remembered.

As she ran, she pulled out two sharp daggers and held them tightly in her hands.

The deep pit in her memory appeared in front of her, and Oriori looked back at the lion not far away, deliberately slowing down.

Before the lion could catch up with her, she leaped sharply and landed precisely on the edge of the pit opposite, and she slammed her dagger into the earth to stabilize her figure.

The two lions chased after Weaving, not even noticing the pit, and by the time they reacted, it was too late, and they had already fallen into Weaving's trap.

One of the more majestic female lions, staring at the weaving with angry eyes, its hind limbs kicked wildly, and by chance it actually successfully stepped on the earth wall, and the body was a large section forward, and the front paws stretched forward hard, trying to shoot the weaving down with one claw.

But it was a little closer, and its front paws were only enough to leave a deep scar on Oriori's body.

When the lion fell, she had already tried her best to lay the lion forward, firmly against the wall, but she was still cut open by the lion's claws, and for a moment, she wanted to scream in pain.

What kind of bad luck did she take? Within two days, he was injured twice.

And she's wearing her last complete dress! Now that it's broken again, how can she see people?

For a moment, Weaving had the idea of ripping off their lion skins to make clothes.

The lion cub on the shore was anxiously wandering around the edge of the pit, making a small milk sound of humming and chirping, and the two female lions who landed in the pit let out two strong roars in response to the lion cub on the shore.

They anxiously climbed up with their claws at the bottom of the pit, but it was not so easy, and the claws on their claws were grinding over, and they could not climb up.

Oriori glanced at the bottom of the pit, and when she saw that they really couldn't climb up, she was relieved to climb up step by step with a dagger.

Her back was sore and hot, and when she came ashore, she lay on the edge of the pit facing the loess in exhaustion, and she didn't have to worry about other beasts smelling blood coming to her for trouble.

After all, the coercion of the two lions was enough to make the other beasts detour, and as for the few angry lion cubs, their teeth and claws were not as sharp as they were, and their attack power was not painful for Oriori.

She grabbed one of the active lion cubs and slapped her on the buttocks, saying, "You're biting me, I'm going to throw you down to be with your mother." ”

Weaving said, carrying the back of the little lion's neck around the top of the pit, the little lion was instantly frightened and his limbs stiffened honestly, and the two female lions under the hole, seeing Oriori grabbing their children, roared angrily and climbed up.

But the lion who fell into the pit could do nothing but roar twice to scare Oriori.

As soon as Weaving Weaving's hands loosened, he let go of the little lion, and after the little lion landed safely, he no longer dared to provoke Weaving, ran away from afar, and hummed and chirped at the other end and complained to the lion under the pit.

Weaving lay on the edge of the pit and said, "I said it a long time ago, let you not chase me, don't chase me, you don't listen, now you have to suffer." ”

Lin Muxi trotted all the way to catch up with Weaving, and he saw Weaving lying on the ground, and there were two or three lion cubs not far from her, while the two fierce female lions were gone.

Lin Muxi's heart tightened, weaving and weaving will not have an accident.

He walked around the pit, and noticed that both lions had fallen into the hole.

"Oriori, are you okay?" Lin Muxi approached, and at a glance saw that the flesh and blood on the back of the weaving were scratched, and the white bones seemed to be visible in the deepest part.

He gasped and asked in a trembling voice, "Oriori, are you in pain?" ”

When Weaving heard Lin Muxi's voice, he immediately sat up, wanting to cover the scars on his back, but was looked at by Lin Muxi.

Lin Muxi pressed the weaving body, "Don't move, don't take care of your idol baggage at this time." ”

"You're badly injured, I'll help you bandage it."

Weaving patted Lin Muxi's hand away and said, "No, I'm fine, it's just scary to watch." ”

"What's okay?" Lin Muxi said in a trembling voice, "The wound is so deep that you can already see the bones!" ”

"Don't move, if you move, you'll have to leave blood."

Weaving listened to Lin Muxi's trembling voice, and the action of resistance paused, for a long time, and said sullenly, "Then you hurry up." ”

"I'll be quick." Lin Muxi said, "Don't worry, I will never hurt you." ”

Oori said, "You don't need to hurt me, it's in pain now." ”

Lin Muxi took out alcohol, cotton swabs, and bandages, and in order to divert Weaving's attention and alleviate the pain, he began to talk to Weaving, "Do those two lions have a grudge against you?" Why are you only chasing you? ”

"Yes, there is a feud." Oriori said lazily that her condition was really not good, and her body had begun to heat up again.

"What did you do? Kill their sons? Lin Muxi asked.

"Remember the lion I killed?" "That lion is their husband. ”

"I killed their husbands with my front foot, and they caught up with my back foot."

Weaving's voice grew softer and softer, and when he said the last sentence, he was almost inaudible.

Lin Muxi spoke, but the movements of her hands did not decrease at all, and her movements gently and quickly disinfected all her wounds.

He whispered, "No wonder they keep chasing you, what about these little lions?" ”

No one answered his question, Lin Muxi's hand paused, staring nervously at Weaving's face, trembling hands tentatively under her snort, and a peaceful and long breath fell on his hand.

Lin Muxi breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that she had just fallen asleep.

Lin Muxi quickly helped Weaving finish bandaging the wound, he thought of Weaving's dodging action when he came, he thought about taking off his coat and covering Weaving's back.

Oriori was so badly injured that she couldn't move for a while.

He found some wood nearby to make a fire, because it had just rained, so the wood he was looking for was a little damp, not easy to ignite, and would be accompanied by a lot of black smoke.

Lin Muxi moved the weaving to the position of the air outlet to prevent the weaving from being smoked.

The little lions were snorting tired, hugging each other in a clump and holding their mother by the edge of the pit.

When Lin Muxi saw this, a touch of emotion crossed his heart, because of the cute and cute appearance of the little lions, he forgot the embarrassment of being chased by the lion just now and the fear of almost dying from the lion's mouth.

The lion cubs lost their father and then their mother, and without the protection of their parents, can the young lion cubs grow up?

Lin Muxi's pity was soon interrupted by the unconscious weaving, her burning cheeks were red, and her mouth seemed to be muttering as if she was talking in a dream, but her voice was too small and indistinct, and she couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

Lin Muxi stretched out his hand to touch the door of Weaving's head, it was terrifyingly hot, and Weaving's body temperature was at least forty degrees.

He hurriedly took out the antipyretic medicine from his backpack and fed it to Oriori, but after feeding the medicine, Oriori's body temperature was still hot and terrifying, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell down her cheeks.