Orc Crystal

After sizing up the wounds on his body, Jiang Junlin looked towards the place that started to give him tingling pain with lingering fear.

yeah!Nothing?Just a stone face?

Then he glanced at the animal skins thrown aside, Jiang Junlin was depressed, thinking what is wrong with this savage!If the fluffy fur is not for him to use, why throw him on the stone ground!

Thinking in this way, Jiang Junlin walked over and pulled the fluffy and soft fur with his hands.

"Oh, what's so sticky."

Fingers crossed!

The outstretched finger was pricked, and Jiang Junlin sucked in the cold air and retracted his hand. While blowing on his poor red fingers, he lowered his head to look for possible sharp objects on the animal skin.

After looking for a long time, he didn't find anything on the animal skin, so he stretched out his hand carefully to touch it again, but this time Jiang Junlin learned his lesson and put the force very lightly, thinking that even if there was something that pricked his hand, it wouldn't hurt him. I hurt myself again.

Touching it with his hand, Jiang Junlin realized this time. It turned out that his eyes were looking at the soft and fluffy hairs, which were sharp like needles. If he flicked his nails lightly, the hairs on the skin would bend. Touch it with the tip, but the fur is hardened one by one!It's like needle felt made of needles.

"What the hell is this? Could it be that it hurts so much when you wake up and sleep on it?"

Jiang Junlin was dumbfounded and speechless!

At this time, his eyes barely adapted to the darkness in the cave, and he could vaguely see a pile of animal skins thrown around in a corner. He walked over resolutely, thinking that he could find a normal soft cloth Fur for his comfort.

What is very sympathetic is that - both hands, ten fingers are pricked to the point of losing feeling, and the furs of animal skins that Jiang Junlin touched are all harder, more prickly, more hurtful than the first one. It made him even more sad!

"My God, what the hell is this place? Green-haired savages? Beasts bigger than mountains? Is this some undiscovered prehistoric world?"

Thinking of what he saw after he fell down on a bicycle and opened his eyes again, Jiang Junlin was completely depressed. He felt that he had to admit that he had encountered an unexplainable situation, and then went to an incomprehensible place.

Really, really... except for the grass, now... really Mao, Mao, even Mao bullied him!

Is there such a hair that can be used as a needle for embroidery and can make your fingers bleed?

How can he live in such a perverted place?Jiang Junlin only felt that the road ahead was dark and dull.

"It's time to take the medicine."

Jiang Junlin, who was concentrating on mourning for himself, didn't hear the footsteps at all, but there was already one more person beside him.

Looking up in a squatting position, ha...hungry god!Jiang Junlin was startled.

When he was hugged by this green-haired savage, he already knew that he was short compared to a man, but imagining that would be more clear and shocking than seeing it intuitively now!

I saw this half-naked man holding a handful of grass in his hands. He was tall, not ordinary tall, but tall, strong and magnanimous when people looked at him.

As the man approached step by step, Jiang Junlin only felt as if there was a hill or an iron tower coming towards him. He felt, uh, no, he clearly felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face as the man approached.

Looking at such an unbelievably strong man, Jiang Junlin almost forgot to breathe, only feeling a sense of suffocation in his lungs.

Wen Ted originally wanted to pass the collected herbs to the little man, but seeing the young female huddled together with dazed eyes, he felt that it might be unrealistic to expect the little man to heal the wound by himself, but , Fortunately, males are supposed to take care of their own females, so Wen Ted doesn't feel upset.

Frowning, he put the herb in his mouth, chewed it, and then spit it out in the palm of his hand. Wen Ted bent down, dipped his other hand in the medicinal juice, and carefully wiped it on the little man's injured skin.

Jiang Junlin continued to stare straight at the man's movements, his thoughts had already wandered, and he only remembered the photo of a dwarf with the shortest record in Gillis and a Western woman that he had seen on the Internet. In that photo, the auspicious man in his thirties Stein recorded that the dwarf was no higher than the woman's knees when he was standing.

That's really a realistic version of giants and dwarves!

Uh, sure, okay.Jiang Junlin felt that when he stood with the green-haired savage, he was definitely not as exaggerated as the dwarf and the woman.However, it is still an exaggeration!

Jiang Junlin was sure that his height probably only reached a little above the man's waist.

So, so... so tragic!It's a blow to his self-esteem that belongs to an adult man!

While the little man was in a daze and didn't make trouble, Wen Ted smeared medicine on Jiang Junlin's front wound, then turned the dazed Jiang Junlin over, wiped the wound on his back, and waited until he was sure that the little man's injuries had been taken care of all over his body. , Shake off the dregs of the medicine in the palm of your hand.

"Well, after applying the medicine, as long as you don't get any new injuries, these injuries will probably heal tomorrow." Wen Ted let out a sigh of relief.

"what?"

The man's consciously lowered voice sounded like thunder to Jiang Junlin, and when he woke up, Jiang Junlin followed the man's line of sight to look at the light green body, smelled it, and it smelled like mint, but he still frowned , because he remembered that the concoction on his body was spit out from the man's mouth.

"This is too unhygienic." Jiang Junlin complained in a low voice, but the place where the medicinal juice was bound was indeed cool and refreshing, so it was not easy to worry about it.

The man was too tall, surrounded by the figure of the man, Jiang Junlin felt very insecure, he couldn't help but took a few steps back, adjusted his expression, and said, "Thank you. Well, can you understand me?"

"What?" Wen Ted raised his eyebrows.

"I said, can you understand me?" Jiang Junlin tried to repeat the question in Mandarin, dialect, and even English that he had lost for several years.

"Are you from a distant tribe?" Wen Ted knew that the little man was communicating with himself in language, but they couldn't understand each other's words.

"Ah, what the hell kind of place is this! I don't understand the language, and I don't know the place, so what can I do!" After talking for a long time, the two of them talked about each other, and Jiang Junlin became even more depressed.

Communication failed, and Wen Ted was both puzzled and embarrassed.

I wonder if he has been to several major tribes around the desert grassland, but he has never heard the language of the little man, so it proves that the little man is not from the surrounding tribes, so where did he come from?

It's embarrassing, but Wen Ted doesn't know how to communicate with such a young female. This little person is so small, so weak, and can't speak his own language, so how to raise it!

"Cuckoo...goo..."

A voice suddenly sounded in the quiet cave, and Jiang Junlin, who buried his head in sadness, hurriedly held his stomach, it was too embarrassing, it was too embarrassing for him as a big man, how could he be so hungry at this time!