Vol 4 Chapter 50: , Sleepy beast

050, sleepy beast
After solving the problem with Little Bread, the idiot turned around and walked to the little squirrel on the stone bed next to it.
Her injury is too serious.
The entire ribs of the chest were neatly cut, the internal organs were torn apart, and the heart was cut in half.
There is no need to say hemorrhage, weakness, organ failure, and difficulty breathing. Even if this little squirrel dies at any time, I am afraid that the idiot will not have any accidents.
"Ha...ha...ha...ha..."
The idiot slightly opened the squirrel's eyelids, these eyes now have no focus, and are nothing. At this moment, the pupils that were originally very jīng seem to be very dilated and no longer look like they used to be.
The idiot reached out and pressed the squirrel's paw slightly. Perhaps, she felt the contact. Although she was unconscious, her little paws closed slightly, and she firmly grasped the idiot's index finger. Because of the pain, the body was shaking slightly...
This defeat is probably the most tragic defeat in her era.
The idiot has every reason to believe that the sword soul can kill hatred in an instant. The Fifth of the Six Swords, Fallen Leaves...Only after seeing the power in person, can the idiot be truly convinced that the Six Swords... is indeed the sword of slaying the gods and slaying the devil.
Although the other party had no reason for not starting this idiot, but the current situation is already very obvious, the strength of the fifth sequence, the sword soul, has far exceeded the level that he can handle. Going to fight with my own ability now, I'm afraid... it will definitely not be any better than hatred.
Devil language) Gu...! Sister...sister...!"
In the midst of a high fever, the little squirrel muttered in sleep. The ones on her tail were no longer so shiny, but rather dimmed. The bloodshot hair even showed her fatigue and helplessness at the moment.
"Woo... Baba..."
Bun walked off the stone table and came to the little squirrel. She looked at the little thing holding on to the idiot's index finger tightly, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty in her eyes.
If it wasn't for his insistence on sabotage with Ba Ba, he would not be injured. And if they are not injured, then Mili and Tolan don't need to take care of themselves, they can go to support hatred with Ba Ba. In this way, maybe... she won't be hurt so badly.
Thinking of this, Little Bread lowered his head and raised his hand guiltily in his heart. She gently unwrapped the bandage on the little squirrel, revealing the horribly deep sword wound, and swallowed her saliva.
"Is it cured?"
"I try my best. However, it takes a lot of time. 》
The idiot nodded and took a step back. Breathing out, raising both hands, her feet also began to hover in the gold è's guidance route map. After a while, she moved her palms close to hate's chest, letting the soft light of gold fill the horrific wound.
The people around were quiet. Whether it is Aman, Tolan, Mili, or those of the Barbarian tribe with only fifty or sixty people. They all looked at the golden light that appeared in front of them, watching this light and the silver-white gift stone in mid-air reflect each other, weaving a softer and more brilliant brilliance. Seeing this, these soldiers knelt down on their rough stone and began to pray.
All this seems very orderly.
There is no other way to proceed except waiting.
The idiot moved the chair and sat at the stone table. Watching Little Bread slowly infuse the power of resuscitation into the body of hatred, watching her torn wounds heal very slowly, very slowly. waiting……
one day……
One night...
Another day.
For two full days, Xiao Bian worked hard to heal the wound of hatred. Although the blood has stopped, it is still too difficult to completely heal these wounds.
She needs more time to help Hatred and pull her back from the ghost gate.
"Little master, have a drink."
Tolan walked over, holding a towel in one hand and a bowl of water in the other. Little Bread nodded, stopped the treatment, picked up the water and started gushing. The honey pear on the side took the towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead for the bun.
After a short rest, the bun once again gathered the golden light in his hand, racing against time for treatment.
"Woo...oooo..."
At this moment, Hatred finally opened his eyes. Those eyes, which were originally bright red and agile, were wriggling dimly at this moment. She looked at the small bun on the left with wearily, and then turned to the right to see the idiot who was always sitting next to her.
Tears fell from the corner of her eyes.
She was extremely weak and couldn't say a word now, but after all, this tear slipped down her cheek.
The idiot looked at her, did not move or speak. It was as if she couldn't see the tears at this moment at all, maintaining a consistent silence without saying a word.
"Hate sister, in the two days and two nights when you were fainted, the master has always been by your side and never left."
Tolan knew that hatred and idiots had a bad relationship, and hurried out to make ends meet. Unexpectedly, hatred didn't seem to care at all whether the idiot cared about herself, she closed her eyes, and the tears fell again. As for her sadness, I am afraid, no more explanation is needed.
Tolan wanted to say something more, but Mili next to him gave him a light push, beckoning him not to say anything. Although Tolan didn't know why, he nodded, closed his mouth, and fetched water again. And Mili glanced at the little squirrel on the stone table, and seeing her now, the hatred, anger, dissatisfaction and unwillingness that she had originally felt towards her all seemed to vanish at this moment. She shook her head, took the small basin that Tolan handed over, and began to gently clean her hair and get rid of the blood...
Everything will always get better.
As long as you are still alive, then you will always get better...
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Boom
The sudden loud noise made this cave, which has always been quiet and peaceful, shaken instantly! The barbarians raised their heads one after another, looking at the gift stone floating in the sky, and then gathered to Aman's side.
Manyu) What's the matter?!"
Aman asked. At this moment, a barbarian warrior who was in charge of guarding outside rushed in in a panic and thumped and knelt in front of Aman.
Barbarian) Miss! Outside... Orcs! Orc troops! Gathering! They... They have found the location of the original stone sanctuary, and are now blasting the stone guard outside with a catapult!"
Barbarian) What?!"
Aman was stunned for a moment, and then immediately led her tribe to rush to the top of the mountain exit of the original stone temple, Aman stepped on the shoulder of a barbarian warrior and looked out. Looking at it, she just scared her heart out.
In front of us, the valley.
The mountains and plains are full of flags.
The flags of the orcs’ fangs filled the entire hill. Looking around, troops of no less than 30,000 were assembled in front of the hill at this moment. Not only were they equipped with heavy armor, but the ten slings looked terrifying. The car, at this moment, is like a hungry tiger, entrenched in front of the temple's protective boulder!
Orc language) Pull downLet it go!"
With the order of the siege captain, the ten catapults immediately pulled the trigger, the spring bounced the heavy boulder, and after drawing an arc in mid-air, the stone weighing several tons was like a meteorite, blasting towards the guard. Temple boulder!
Manyu) Miss, be careful!"
Seeing a huge boulder falling from the sky, the barbarian warrior hurriedly supported Aman to retreat from the observation deck. The huge stone smashed on the stone of the temple with a loud noise, and with this series of fierce bangs, it seemed that the whole cave was trembling.
Barbarian) Those orcs...the orcs!!!"
Aman squeezed his fist, the anger in his heart could no longer be expressed in words. Perhaps because she was too excited, she couldn't help but cough violently, and the barbarian warrior behind her immediately patted her on the back to make her breathe smoothly.
At this time, the orc troops outside. An orc general riding a hungry wolf slowly walked out of the crowd. It was not someone else, it was just the evil fire of iron and stone and other barbarians. He took the loudspeaker, looked at the valley in front of him triumphantly, and started talking--
Barbarian) Ah, the stone giants inside, listen. Maybe you will feel lucky, but in fact, you are far from as smart as you think. Thanks to your escape, we can find you The location of the temple. Now, there is no need for us to search all over the mountains. If you are interested, please quickly open up the fangs empire and incorporate your world into the territory of the orcs! If you dare to resist stubbornly, then wait until your temple is broken. Time is the time when you all die!"
All of this... are all plots? !
Behind the guardian stone, Aman felt weak after hearing these words.
Why should the fire be released?
Why did he give a camp to the barbarian warriors to capture it?
why?
So now...the answers to these whys have been laid out before my eyes...
Isn't it?
Barbarian) Those beasts
A barbarian warrior couldn't bear it and roared. Before Aman stopped, he jumped out of the observation deck. When he fell to the ground below, he immediately turned into a stone giant, roaring towards the orc camp. However, facing the stone giant who rushed over, Huo Huo just sneered and raised his hand.
Orcish) Wolffire troops are ready!"
The shield warriors in the front row separated, facing the stone giant who rushed past, the two hundred shaman warriors stepped forward, kneeling one hundred and a half, standing one hundred and a half, everyone at the same time began to draw the same guide Force road map. Then, insert the stone of gift... into the center of the road map.
Many language) No! Steel crutches! Come back!!!"
Aman, shouted.
But this call could no longer reach that stone giant's ears.
The two hundred roadmaps have already begun to shine with the brilliance of flames, and these flames driven by the stone of gift, in the next moment...
Already completely, shrouded that barbarian warrior...A