Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

The rushing river water is like a muddy evil dragon, rolling, roaring, and rushing towards the distance with huge strides.

Its power is so strong that it regards any obstacle in its way as a provocation and smashes it to pieces.

At this time, a guy who overestimated his own capabilities appeared in front of it and took the initiative to challenge its authority.

The river was angry, and it was going to tear this guy to pieces.

What’s even more hateful is that this guy actually wanted to steal its toy.

Lang Rui followed the force of the river, quickened his speed and swam downstream, and soon swam to the side of the cub that fell into the water.

"Malan!"

The person has lost consciousness.

Lang Rui held him tightly with one hand and swam towards the shore with the other.

The river roared again and again, pushing the hateful provocateur away from his position. He wanted to get ashore, but it was impossible.

At this time, uniform slogans rang out on the river bank.

"one two three."

"one two three."

"Where is the tribe leader?" Lu Ming followed the voice and found Lang Ye, who was shouting slogans, cheering and pushing the waterwheel up the river bank.

Normally, the three orcs could carry the waterwheel, but with the impact of the river water, all ten of them were wrapped in circles of straw ropes, leaving red marks, before the waterwheel could slowly break free from the water and rise.

Wolf Night's feet gripped the ground tightly, and he had no energy to pay attention to Lu Ming. His head tilted downstream.

Luming left immediately and ran downstream.

When he found it, Lang Rui was very close to the shore with a cub on his shoulder.

Lu Ming quickly grabbed a tree on the shore and stretched out his arms, "Chief, hold on to me."

Lang Rui's lips turned white. He had been soaking in the water for a long time, with cold rain falling continuously from the sky, and his body was suffering from severe hypothermia.

He must get ashore as soon as possible.

The rain was so heavy that Lang Rui could vaguely hear someone running towards him. Knowing that help had arrived, he tried his best to get to the shore.

Lang Rui stepped hard on the water, and with this weak force, he reached Lu Ming's hand.

Lu Ming quickly held on to it, the kind of grip that no one could separate.

With his feet tightly gripping the ground, he took a deep breath, and lifted himself up with force. Lang Rui emerged from the water and fell to the shore.

Exhausted, he pushed the monkey Qing and said, "Send him to the witch." After saying that, he fell down, his chest heaving, letting the rain wash over him.

The river whimpered unwillingly as it continued to search for its next target.

Lu Ming did not go back immediately, but pulled Lang Rui away from the river to prevent him from being washed away by the fast-flowing river.

Then he picked up the cat and ran towards the tribe.

He ran wildly all the way, and his eyes were soaked by the rain, so that he couldn't open them. However, Lu Ming didn't care, and rushed towards the cubs' cave with his eyes wide open, ignoring the pain from the rain.

Lu Yao immediately spotted Lu Ming who was ten meters away. He stopped praying for a second and yelled at him, "Send him to my cave. Don't come here."

There are cubs everywhere here. We can’t let them see us, or they will be scared.

Lu Ming turned abruptly and felt a pain in his waist, but he didn't care and turned to the witch's cave not far away.

Lu Yao and Qiao Xin followed immediately.

Qiao Xin: "Shulin, Xiangmu, keep an eye on the cubs and don't let them go to Wu's cave, especially Maoli. This is an order." Before leaving, he added, "If you still want to see your brother, you'd better obey my orders."

The macaque, who was almost at the cave entrance and was about to rush out regardless of any obstruction, stopped, knelt on the ground powerlessly, put his hands on his head, and continued to pray.

"God of Beasts, since you have heard my prayers, please have mercy on me and make sure I bring the monkey back to life."

"Put him on the ground."

Qiao Xin was still wearing a raincoat. She immediately knelt down and called softly, "Mao Qing, Mao Qing."

The maoqing lying on the ground had a purple face and bulging eyeballs.

These are symptoms of severe drowning.

Qiao Xin leaned over and put her hands close to his mouth and nose. There was no breath coming out. She touched his carotid artery and found his pulse was weak.

He lifted the macaque's head slightly, pinched his mouth open, and took out the river sand and dirt inside.

In summer, orcs only wear animal skin skirts that have changed into their own skins. The same is true for the mandarin ducks, which leave their upper bodies bare and avoid the need to take off their clothes.

Qiao Xin placed one palm on the junction of the middle and lower 1/3 of the sternum, overlapped the other palm on top of it, stretched out her arms, leaned forward, and pressed vertically downward at a very fast frequency.

Perform 30 chest compressions and give two artificial respirations.

Lu Yao didn't care what was going on here. He kept taking various bottles and jars from the shelves, taking out the appropriate amount of medicinal powder from them and pouring it into a ceramic bowl.

Lu Ming had been staring at Qiao Xin. He really admired her in his heart. She kissed the cat without blinking an eye. Although the cat was a cub, anyone else would probably not be able to accept it.

This continued for five cycles. Qiao Xin bent down to check if the cat's heartbeat and breathing had recovered. She called out to it a few times, but there was still no response.

Continue CPR.

Soon, beads of sweat appeared on Qiao Xin's forehead. She had done twenty cycles in a row. In the past, she would have collapsed from exhaustion, but now with the support of the orc's physique, she could persist longer than before.

As Lu Yao was making the medicine, he looked up and saw Lu Ming staring at Qiao Xin working himself to death and sweating, but he was indifferent. He was so angry that he stepped forward and slapped him on the back of the head, "You little bastard, are you trying to show off how big your eyes are?"

Lu Ming was hit and leaned forward. "I'm not a female, why should I show off my eyes?"

Lu Yao: "You've been watching for so long, why don't you take over?"

Lu Ming: "I don't know how to do that either!" With his strength, if he doesn't control himself properly, he can crush the small chest of the monkey.

Lu Yao wanted to curse a few more times, but Mao Qing spat out a mouthful of water and opened his eyes.

Qiao Xin quickly carried him to the stone bed, wrapped him in animal skin, and felt his pulse, which was getting stronger and stronger. His face also turned from purple to rosy. "Piaoqing, can you hear me?"

Ma Qing nodded weakly.

Qiao Xin wiped the sweat off her forehead. She was finally rescued. If she didn’t recover, she would have become exhausted.

"Where's Lang Rui?"

Lu Ming then remembered Lang Rui who was still on the shore getting wet in the rain. Thinking of his pale lips, he turned around and ran out, "Chief, Chief, please don't get hurt."

Lang Rui rested for a while in the rain, then climbed up tremblingly and walked back with his exhausted body.

Every step is muddy.

Lang Ye and his men had just brought the last waterwheel to the shore.

Lang Rui carefully observed the river surface and found that the water level was rising again.

"Chief, have they been rescued?"

Lang Rui was too weak to speak and nodded.

"I saw Lu Ming coming before. Did I meet you?"

Lang Rui continued to nod.

Apart from his pale face and lips, Lang Rui looked basically fine, and others could not tell that he had not recovered from his exhaustion.

After confirming whether Lang Ye and his men had tied the waterwheel's support securely, Lang Rui sent them back to the tribe, found a new group of people, and carried hoes to go to the fields.

The harvested land can be left alone, but the land where crops are still planted cannot be flooded.

Lang Yu followed him out. This was his responsibility. He still didn't know much about planting, so he would go even if it was raining knives outside.

Lang Xue was unhappy, so he picked up his hoe and followed.

Lu Ming did not find Lang Rui at the original place, nor did he find Lang Ye and the others by the river. He ran back to the tribe, only to find out that Lang Rui had taken his men to the fields.

Lu Ming: “…” You really think you are the beast god!

Don't die.

Lu Ming can't cure Lang Rui, but there is someone who can.

Lu Ming followed Qiao Xin's example, and Qiao Xin was so angry that she jumped up and cursed, "Fuck, do you really think you are a superman? You are throwing your life away!"

Lu Ming is gloating over other people's misfortune, someone is about to be in trouble!