Those years of fast-wearing and paranoid teasing each other

The road in this grotto is winding, and the team is very long. Those who walked in front quickly turned to the next corner, and those who followed walked a little slower, and they were left alone.

Wen Yunlin fixed his eyes on a relatively thin person walking at the back, took advantage of the opportunity when the others turned to the other side, jumped down, and at the same time released his spiritual power, blocked his mouth with ice cubes, and sealed his mouth. his limbs.

The man widened his eyes and tried to struggle, but Wen Yunlin didn't give him this chance, but gave him a hand knife, making him unconscious.

Wen Yunlin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that not everyone is as tough as the one just now.

Wen Yunlin quickly changed into this man's clothes... In fact, he replaced the turf on his body with animal skins, then smoothed his hair a little bit, and then took the long wooden stick in the opponent's hand.

After changing, Wen Yunlin quickly hid him, and then rushed to the door, shouting: "It's bad, it's bad! Something happened! Master Ao was attacked!"

The place was dimly lit, Wen Yunlin's voice was urgent and flustered, the people guarding the door were distracted for a moment, only looking at Wen Yunlin's clothes and the weapon in his hand, they thought he was also a guard.

At this moment, someone shouted from behind: "It's not good! Something happened to the sin area! Come here, everyone!"

The people guarding the door quickly opened the door and came in, Wen Yunlin said: "You go in first, I will go outside and find someone to help!"

"Hurry up!"

Wen Yunlin took the opportunity to rush out, endured the pain, and ran wildly!

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The journey from the tribe to the sacred tree is long, and dozens of mountains need to be climbed.

Right now it is summer, the forest is lush with green leaves, birds and beasts, insects, ants, snakes and scorpions are very numerous, if you are not careful, if you are stung by a poison, if you can't treat it in time, you will die.

As the only orc in the team who has awakened the power of healing, Xi is often surrounded by wounded people.

Xi has become accustomed to this. Every time the tribe goes hunting or traveling, they, the orcs who have awakened their healing power, are the key protection objects of everyone.

However, the healing power that Xi can use every day is not much, so if it is not a serious injury that cannot be healed by herbs, Xi will not use the healing power.

Therefore, when she saw Yu stretching out the stabbed arm with a long hole, Xi just took out a clay pot: "Just put these on it."

Yu burst into tears in pain: "But, a lot of blood has been shed, Xi, just help me, just a little bit, I know your healing power is the most effective!"

Xi is an orc who awakened his healing power the year before last, because there are very few orcs who have awakened his healing power. He needs to consume his own power every day to heal some seriously injured clansmen. Of course, he also knows his healing power Not much really.

If he is in the tribe now and he still has the energy, of course he will use it for Yu, but now they are on their way, the journey is dangerous and there are too many accidents, he dare not bet, so he seriously shook his head and refused.

Yu had no choice but to nod: "Okay then, I'll apply this."

Xi opened the clay pot and scooped out a little grass juice, Yu took the initiative to stretch out his hand, his wrist hung above the pot, and shook it lightly.

Yu wore a rough fur wristband on his wrist. With a flick of his hand, powder fell from the place where the wristguard was facing down, and fell directly into the clay pot.

Yu did it without a trace, and Xi's eyes fell on Yu's wound again, but she didn't notice it.

"Hiss! It hurts!" Yu pretended to exaggerate, and trembled on purpose.

Xi thought he was shaking because of the pain, so he just said coldly: "Of course the injury hurts, can't you bear it?"

Yu thought that he was doing it secretly, but he didn't know that Qin Jincheng happened to notice all this.

Qin Jincheng had suspected for a long time that there was something wrong with the medicine powder in Yu's hand, but now that he saw him like this, he confirmed his guess even more.

The pottery jar in Xi’s hand contains paste made of grass that can stop bleeding, and people in the tribe are used to going to Xi’na for treatment. If the pot is smeared on the wound with the medicinal grass paste, what will the consequences be? ?

Thinking of this, Qin Jincheng strode forward directly, and said sharply, "Did something fall into the jar in your hand?"

Yu Wenyan was startled, and was so frightened that he immediately withdrew his hand that was applying medicine to Xi.

His movement immediately touched the wound, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

Xi was stunned for a moment, and quickly lowered his head to look at his clay pot, but the paste made from the herbal medicine was dark in color, and the powder that Yu shook out was also dark in color, so he couldn't see anything.

"Qin? Why did you appear so suddenly, you startled me." Yu tried hard to smile: "Are you dazzled? How can I have something in my hand?"

Yu immediately showed his hand and shook it vigorously a few times.

It is estimated that those medicine powders have been shaken out by him long ago, and there is really nothing to be seen from the fur wristband.

Qin Jincheng: "Oh, that might be because I was blindsided, I thought you sprinkled some medicine powder or something in it."

Xi immediately took out the grass paste and smelled it, but the smell of the grass paste was rather pungent, and there was really no other smell.

Yu's eyes turned red instantly: "Qin, how can you doubt me like this!"

"What's going on? Ayu, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" Jin happened to come over, saw Yu's tears streaming down his face, and immediately looked at Qin who was standing aside: "Qin! What did you do to Yu!"

Yu hurriedly said: "No, it's none of Qin's business, it's me..." Yu avoided Jin's eyes, and burst into tears: "It's my own fault, I accidentally cut my hand by the thorn bush, It has nothing to do with Qin."

The more he was like this, the more Jin felt that this matter had something to do with Qin, and looked at Qin as if his eyes were on fire: "Qin! You actually bullied A Yu! I want to fight you!"

Qin Jincheng couldn't figure out how this matter was related at all, what did it have to do with Yu cutting his own hand, and how could a duel be involved.

Qin Jincheng: "Before that, it's better to apply medicine to him first."

The grass paste that Yu is applying on his hands now was taken out by Xi Zaiyu before he applied the medicine.

Jin looked down and saw that the herbal medicine applied to Yu's wound was a little less, and there was still blood oozing out, so he directly reached out and took out a handful from the jar Xi was holding, and stuck it on Yu's wound.

Yu:! ! !

Xi hurriedly took several steps back holding the clay pot: "Jin! What are you doing! Don't you know that thistles are hard to find? I got up early this morning and took a long time to pick this little bit!"

Jin: "Ah Yu is a half-orc, and he can't compare to us orcs. What's the matter with giving him more? At worst, I'll pick some more!"

Xi was so angry that he wanted to give him a kick: "Do you know that if you cross this mountain, there will be fewer and fewer thistles, and there are tribes around here, and they will pick thistles too! These thistles are my favorite!" Easy to find!"

Jin: "... Well, the big deal is that we need to use less!"

Xi: "Is this a matter of using less? When it's gone, no one can use it. You can only find Yu tree leaves to replace them. It's not like you don't know how difficult Yu tree leaves are to pick."

The thistle that Xi mentioned was actually the yellow nectar that Qin Jincheng had seen before. There were many forests near their tribe, but it was rare in other places.

The number of people in this tribe is much larger than other tribes, and the thistle, which can stop bleeding quickly, has played a big role.

Qin Jincheng glanced at Yu, and saw that Yu was clutching his injured arm with a very ugly expression.

He had just poured the medicine into the jar, and Jin wiped most of the grass paste in the jar on his wound. It's strange that Yu's complexion is so good.

Unconvinced, he said, "Isn't it thistle? I'll go find it for you!"

However, before Jin could run far, he was stopped by an older orc: "Where are you going! Don't run around! I'm leaving soon!"

Jin was taken aback: "Leave later? Isn't it almost night?"

Old orc: "The big witch has made a fortune telling. This year's yellow season may come early. We must arrive at the sacred tree before the yellow season arrives, otherwise we will miss this year's green season."

If you miss this time, it will be another year.

Jin: "But, traveling at night..."

Old orc: "So, everyone must conserve their strength now, I'm afraid we won't be able to rest tonight."

The big witch said so, everyone had to rest quickly and prepare for the evening.

The big witch had a good budget, and the wind started to turn cold before the night came. The orcs who could transform into beasts transformed into one after another, opening the way ahead, and the orcs who couldn't transform into beasts followed closely behind with weapons.

In the forest at night, single orcs and half-orcs are soft persimmons, but orcs in groups are walking weapons.

Small animals fled in all directions, and large animals would not choose to confront them head-on.

There is no shortage of prey in the forest now, and they are not so hungry that they need to fight these orcs desperately.

In this way, after three days of rushing, Shenshu Mountain was finally within sight.

The sacred tree grows on the top of a high mountain, which also makes the extremely tall sacred tree look closer to the sky.

It is the tree closest to the sky in the entire ancient continent.

When they were about to reach the foot of Shenshu Mountain, a group of people dressed in animal skins appeared in front of everyone.

The faces of these people were painted with white patterns and imprints, and there were many traces of leaves on their arms.

Seeing this, the big witch who was running ahead took the shape of a human first, put one hand on his heart, and saluted: "Respected envoys, I am the witch Gen of the Yan tribe, please see the great priest."

"You are the first tribe to arrive. The Great God has been waiting for a long time, please follow me to wash the dust first."

Dawu: "Thank you for your guidance."

After a pause, the great witch said again: "My lord envoy, I don't know if the child of our tribe is okay in the witch temple? We came this time to bring him back to the tribe."

Angel: "What is the name of the child of your tribe staying here?"

Big witch: "Return to God, his name is Wen."

Hearing this, God made his face change slightly: "What did you say his name is?"