Xiao Yan burned twice more at night, and Shen Xiaoxiao boiled medicine and helped him wipe his body, fed him medicine, and tossed it around It was almost dawn.

When the sky was slightly bright, Shen Xiaoxiao sat on the animal skin's chin against her knees and squinted, but her nerves kept tense, and it took a long time before she fell asleep.

What Xiao Yan saw after she woke up was such a picture, she was holding herself with both hands, her thin figure looked so helpless, looking at the red marks on Shen Xiaoxiao's body, his eyes were full

"I'm Farming in the Primitive Tribe" Chapter 91 Do you remember that you are in the middle of a hand-hitting, please wait a moment,

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