Chapter 42: Chu Aotian's help

In the cave, Han Feng, who was still in a coma, leaned against the edge of a stone, the wounds on his body had been bandaged, at this time, his eyelids jumped slightly, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes, at first it was a blur, and then the scene gradually solidified, and the severe pain and thirsty throat made Han Feng very uncomfortable.

What's wrong with him? It seems that a second ago, he was still fighting with the Fire Qilin, but the strength of the Fire Qilin is too strong, hasn't he already been killed by the Fire Qilin? Why is he here, who saved him?

Han Feng was puzzled, he used all his strength, barely supported his elbows halfway, his elbows slid down, the back of his head hit the ground heavily, he looked at the stone on his head, a little confused.

Again, Han Feng tried to stand up, slowly dragging his body to the stone wall not far away, and after a few reluctant drags, he barely leaned on his body with great difficulty.

Scanning the right side, there was a cave entrance, there was almost nothing else except the hard stone and the tenacious grass rooted in the stone, and on the other side, only Chu Aotian was sitting there coldly, as if he was cultivating, his eyes were tight, as if he hadn't noticed that Han Feng had woken up.

The grass mud horse on the side was lying on the ground, the hair on its body was scorched black, and its breathing was very soft, if it wasn't for the stomach still floating gently, Han Feng would have thought that the grass mud horse was dead.

Han Feng looked at Chu Aotian who closed his eyes and frowned slightly, could it be that Chu Aotian saved him? But he was obviously laughing at him before, and said that he would not save him if he didn't beg for mercy.

Many doubts appeared in Han Feng's mind, but after all, Chu Aotian saved his life, "Thank you." Han Feng opened his mouth to thank him.

Before Han Feng could react, he heard Chu Aotian's cold voice coming into his ears, "No thanks, I'm just soft-hearted for a while." The cold and hard lines on his face showed his rigidity, Han Feng was a little embarrassed, but he was very grateful to Chu Aotian in his heart, but looking at Chu Aotian like this, he really couldn't say anything, after all, he didn't make any more sounds, he turned around silently, and looked at the grass and mud horse that collapsed to the ground and was almost dying.

The body of the grass mud horse was full of shocking scars, and there were blood scabs, which made the grass mud horse look like it was covered in blood, and at a glance it was known that it was seriously injured after a bloody battle.

Han Feng walked to the grass mud horse with difficulty, gently stroked the wound on the grass mud horse's body, and kept blaming himself in his heart, blaming me for being too weak, otherwise this would not have happened, if I could be stronger, maybe it wouldn't be like this.

Han Feng lowered his eyes and covered up the loneliness in his eyes.

Chu Aotian glanced at Han Feng lightly, a sneer appeared in his mouth, and his tone was mocking, "A rookie is a rookie." ”

Han Feng's face turned pale in an instant, his lips trembled slightly, but he didn't say a word, he lowered his head, his face gloomy.

Han Feng couldn't refute Chu Aotian at all, after all, what he said was true.

Chu Aotian threw the medicine in his hand to Han Feng, and then turned around and walked out of the cave, "Let's upgrade the level." ”

Han Feng looked at the medicine in his hand and fell into deep thought, he couldn't understand what Chu Aotian was thinking in his heart, but he really should raise his level, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to protect the person he wanted to protect, so what was the use of him?

In a short period of time, there was no way for the seriously injured grass mud horse to continue fighting, Han Feng looked at the grass mud horse on the ground, treated its wounds for it, and then withdrew it into space.

For the first time, Han Feng felt that he was a little unaccustomed to the sound of no grass and mud horses, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In the next few days, it will be up to Han Feng alone, Chu Aotian walked in from outside, carrying water and a rabbit on his mobile phone, his hair was a little messy, presumably it took a little effort to catch the rabbit.

Chu Aotian didn't even look at Han Feng, walked over, lit the fire by himself, and then roasted the rabbit, and the fragrance gradually filled the entire cave.

Han Feng smelled the smell of roast rabbit, only felt a little hungry, and looked at the roast rabbit in Chu Aotian's hand with his eyes, and his saliva was about to flow out.

Suddenly, a pot smashed towards Han Feng, Han Feng's eyes were quick, he took the kettle, opened it and poured the water into his mouth, the cool water comforted the thirsty throat that was about to smoke, and soon, the water in the pot was drunk all at once.

Then a rabbit leg appeared in front of Han Feng, and without caring about thanks, Han Feng glanced at Chu Aotian, grabbed the rabbit leg and gnawed it unceremoniously, the food filled the stomach, making Han Feng immediately feel a lot more comfortable.

Han Feng threw a grateful look at Chu Aotian while munching on the food. After eating, Han Feng took the medicine, leaned against the stone wall and meditated for a while, perhaps because of the effect of the medicine, and soon, his strength recovered some.

After Han Feng recovered his strength, he looked up at the stalactites above his head and took a deep breath, he was really too weak, and in the face of powerful divine beasts, he was like an ant, allowing others to slaughter.

The pain in his body was not completely eliminated, but Han Feng insisted on standing up reluctantly, and bowed slightly to Chu Aotian, "Thank you." ”

When he looked up, the eyes of the two were trying, Chu Aotian stood up and looked at Han Feng lightly, first he was silent for a while, he walked to Han Feng's side and patted Han Feng's shoulder, "If there is a next time, I will not be soft-hearted." ”

Han Feng was slightly stunned, he always felt that Chu Aotian had something to say, but he didn't guess the implication.

"Level up more, after all, it's a world of the jungle. "Chu Aotian is a little arrogant, as a rookie king, he would actually save a weak chicken, if this is spread out, then it will be done?

Chu Aotian's arrogance made Han Feng a little unwilling, but he could only appoint it, after all, his life was still saved by Chu Aotian.

"Come on. With that, Chu Aotian disappeared into the cave, and Han Feng's gaze fell on the place where Chu Aotian had done before, and he secretly clenched his fists, and his heart was even more eager to become stronger.

In the following days, Han Feng searched for herbs everywhere and healed the injuries on the grass mud horse, and Han Feng also changed from a person to a man and a beast.

In order to improve his strength, Han Feng decided to start from the basics, that is, to brush the low-level spirit beasts on the side of the road, but these low-level spirit beasts are not a threat to the current Han Feng at all, and they can only be more advanced than ordinary demon beasts.

It's worthless to kill, so Han Feng has been wandering around here, and his injuries are almost as good as they are, and these low-level spirit beasts are regarded as training for him, and they don't need money anyway, so Han Feng feels that it doesn't matter.