"If it hurts, let me take a look at it for you." Hu Ling'er said.
Long Ao immediately handed over his injured arm.
Thinking that he could finally talk to Ling'er more, Hu Shan came over and said, "With me as a witch doctor here, why bother bothering my sister? I'll do it."
Hu Shan grabbed Long Ao's arm and saw that there were only a few flesh wounds, so he picked up the herbs that had been prepared and applied them on them.
The herbal medicine was prepared for the injured tribesmen. There was a large package prepared a long time ago.
It was not the ordinary clansman's turn to give Hushan the medicine in person, so Long Ao couldn't say anything in the face of Hushan's attentiveness, but this was a rare opportunity for him to communicate with Hu Ling'er. The brothers had seen him before
, it was all over after saying hello, he just wanted to talk to Hu Ling'er more.
How could Hushan know this? While applying medicine to Long Ao, he asked questions. Long Ao dealt with it perfunctorily. It was not until Hushan was about to use leaves to bandage his wounds that Long Ao found the opportunity: "I don't want to use it."
I want the white cloth from Ling'er to wrap this bag for me."
"Why are you so squeamish?" Hushan did not stop his movements: "Although you are now the young master of the Namu tribe, you can't underestimate my medical skills. Use this leaf bag to heal quickly!"
"I don't!" Long Ao still refused: "This is too ugly."
Hushan: "..." Long Ao was not like this before.
Hu Xiao on the side had already seen the clue. His grandson was too blind. Long Ao wanted to talk to Ling'er more, so why did he insist on moving forward?
Long Ao was picked up by Ling'er at the beginning, so how can the distance of the relationship be the same?
"Hushan, you kid, come over and wrap my legs. I'm bleeding." Huxiao called to Hushan.
Hu Shan threw down the leaves he was going to bandage Long Ao, and complained: "I don't need to pull him down, a group of people are rushing to use me!"
Hushan finally went to do other things, and Long Ao turned to Hu Ling'er: "Ling'er, I want you to use that white cloth to wrap it for me."
Hu Ling'er heard clearly what Long Ao and Hu Shan said just now. Now that Long Ao was showing weakness to him again, Hu Ling'er smiled and took out a roll of gauze and slowly wrapped it around his injured arm.
stand up.
"Ling'er, I've missed you so much during this time." Hu Ling'er lowered her head, Long Ao looked at her hair and the thin hair behind her ears, and somehow managed to say this.
After he finished speaking, he saw Hu Ling'er's originally white ears turn red instantly.
Hu Ling'er didn't raise his head. After wrapping the gauze, he tore the last section from the middle and tied a bow on his arm. Then he looked at Long Ao and said, "How old are you, and you still act like a baby?"
"I-I didn't!"
Long Ao was shamed by Hu Ling'er, and he felt embarrassed himself.
We were obviously very close when we were together, but after this reunion, I always felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.
"If you miss us, come back to the tribe often." Hu Ling'er said as he took out a jar of candy from the space.
This was the last jar of candy in her space. She knew that Long Ao liked it, so she gave it all to him.
"When things here are settled, I will definitely go back often." Long Ao happily took the candy and put it in his arms.
Although they couldn't bear to say goodbye, no one said anything to save the other party, because everyone knew that Long Ao had more important things to do.
The Leopard Mountain Tribe was originally subordinate to the Namu Tribe. Now, although Long Ao and the Fanshan Tribe have joined forces to defeat the Leopard Mountain Tribe, this mess and the credit must go to Long Ao, and the Fanshan Tribe cannot participate in it.
Long Ao still needs to go back to Namu Tribe to explain all this to his father.
"Long Ao, now that your brother has died here, your father will probably be harsh on you when you go back. If there is any danger, remember to have someone send a message to the Fanshan tribe." Hu Xiao said to Long Ao.
"Long Ao, grandma, I see you are very capable now. You can transform, right? If your father dares to bully you, you should just come back and live in our Fanshan tribe." Grandma Hu also posted.
talk.
With two old men as his backers, Long Ao suddenly felt more confident.
However, he had no intention of getting the Fanshan tribe involved. He had already made up his mind about Long Gu's death.
"Grandpa and grandma, don't worry, I can solve it."
"That's good, that's good."
"I have sent people to help you escort these Baoshan tribe captives back. When they reach the Namu tribe, they will return on their own," Hu Tian also said.
"I still have some remaining hookworm powder and anthelmintic powder here. If they dare to resist on the way, you can sprinkle the medicine on them and let them follow Baoqiu to see the Beast God."
I also took out the medicinal powder.
When the orcs from the Leopard Mountain tribe heard this, they were all trembling with fear.
They all witnessed Baoqiu's death. A group of insects crawled in from the seven orifices and sucked his flesh and blood dry in an instant.
It's so cruel and terrible! They don't want to die like that.
Everyone's concern made Long Ao feel very warm.
Although the Namu tribe is rich and Long Gu is his father, Long Ao has never felt the warmth in this tribe, nor has he been greedy for this tribe at all. He feels that the Hu family is his relatives.
Things will never change. This chapter has been completed!
