"Captain, are you sure this man can survive? What happened to him?" Someone looked at Chen Feng and shook his head, feeling that there was no hope of salvation.
"Take it back and see. If he dies, the things on him will belong to us." When Zach said this, his eyes were fixed on the rune stone gun on Chen Feng.
He could naturally see that this rune stone gun was not simple.
It's just that Chen Feng is not dead yet, he does things like snatching things from the hands of a dying person.
"Hurry up and search."
The group of people quickly turned the place upside down.
"Captain, the search is over."
Zach looked at the things on them and nodded: "Go back."
Two people carried Chen Feng, and the group went back happily.
Not only did they gain a lot of useful things this time, but they haven't encountered any danger yet, how could they be unhappy?
"Clan Chief, Chief, Zach and the others are back." Someone saw them from a distance and ran back to the tribe excitedly.
After knowing that they were safe and sound, the people of the tribe felt relieved.
"Zach, why are you still..." The people who went to greet them were dumbfounded when they saw Chen Feng on the stretcher.
"No one in the team was injured, so who is this person?"
"We picked it up." Zac led the people and carried Chen Feng to the clan leader.
"Chief, these are the people who survived the storm. We brought them back. We still need to trouble you to see if they can survive."
Zach explained in a few words the ins and outs of the matter, and then stood quietly aside, waiting for the clan leader to speak.
"Since he survived the storm and was brought back to the village by you, it means that his life should not be cut off. Please bring him in."
The patriarch turned and entered the room. When Zach heard what he said, he quickly carried the person in.
"Go and boil some hot water and treat his body." Chen Feng's body was covered in blood, and he looked like a bloody man. It was impossible to tell where he was injured.
Pots of blood and water were brought out, and even the onlookers looked worried for a while looking at the blood and water.
"After losing so much blood, can you still survive?"
"That's the Void Storm. Why is this person so confused?"
"I see, there is no way to save him. Why waste so many medicinal herbs on a dead man?" Someone said angrily, thinking that what they did was just in vain.
"Pingqi, after all, this is a life. If you can save it, save it." Some people disagreed with his statement: "Besides, we picked those herbs. Are we willing to give them to him?"
"
Seeing his goddess saying this to a useless person who doesn't know whether to live or die, Ping Ping felt a fire burning in his heart.
"Just die cleanly. It's such an unlucky thing. Die as soon as possible."
Ruili glanced at Pingqi and entered the room again carrying water.
Chen Feng's body had been healed by Qingli. Everyone looked at him and couldn't help but fall into silence.
His limbs were twisted in a weird posture, and half of his chest collapsed.
There are countless dense scars on the body, which are blue and purple, and in some places, there are even branches, gravel and other things stuck in it.
"Clan leader, can he still live?" Ruili looked at Chen Feng, who was pale on the bed, with some distress.