[BL]蛮荒有个小狼攻

Chapter 39

The gray mist was not dense, but it still emitted from the lower dantian little by little, locking the life gates inside the body to ensure that the witch lying on the stone bed could still last for a while even if he lost too much blood.

This situation made Xiao Chen couldn't help but think about the few orcs who had lost too much blood and were close to anemia.

Maybe those orcs also have this similar fog protection, after all, he heard the term "beast power" once before by the Golden Gu King.

Xiao Chen just thought about it, and didn't intend to go into it. Seeing that the Golden Gu King seemed to start to absorb the gray mist without any hesitation, he was shocked.

This gray mist provided vitality to the witch, if it was absorbed by the King Gu, the life would be half gone.

No longer thinking about it, Xiao Chen quickly took out another bamboo tube of hemostatic healing ointment. This blood hole was still a bit big, just like a band-aid can heal a cut but cannot heal a stabbing.

Of course, a small wound can also have its own healing ability, but a witch is a big wound, and it is obvious that there is no strong healing ability in the witch's ability.

He sighed helplessly, raised his hand and peeked behind him, grabbed a few trousers and pulled.

With a tear, everyone in the cave was shocked.

Yan Tu's eyes were a little deep, looking at Xiao Chen's back, and the looming white dry traces, his throat was a little dry.

Licking his lips, Yantu blocked everyone's sight without a trace, and stood behind Xiao Chen.

My little female, grow up soon, the big red wolf can't wait.

Xiao Chen was completely in Wu's Dantian, naturally not paying much attention to the movements and gaze behind him. He applied a thick layer of Gu medicine on the cloth strip, and then carefully stuck the cloth strip on the wound, and so on.

Fortunately, Gu medicine is used, otherwise this cloth strip must be subjected to high-temperature disinfection and sterilization.

As for—cough, there was a trace of dryness on that cloth strip. If Wu Wu could see and smell it, it wouldn't matter to him.

Because of the witch’s wound, and the Golden Gu King was still in the witch’s body, Xiao Chen didn’t say it was done for a while, but only exhorted: “There is gu medicine on the cloth strip, because his wound is too big and deep. So I didn't let him turn over and tie it up, so remember not to leave the cloth strips."

Yantu looked at Xiao Chen’s little head, and felt that his tongue was a little itchy, and he always wanted to lick it, especially because of this morning, Xiao Chen’s hair was not taken care of, and there was a bunch of hair on the top of his head. , Making Yantu want to "lick his hair" even more.

Fortunately, reason prevailed, Yantu translated the words again, and several orcs who really cared about witches nodded repeatedly, indicating that they would look at people they trust.

"Good boy, thanks for your hard work, what can we do to help you?" The patriarch smiled with squinted eyes, and he was completely relieved.

As the second most powerful orc in the tribe, his sense of smell and hearing are naturally not weak. From the witch's breathing, he can determine that the witch is no problem, just waiting to heal his wounds.

After Yantu's translation, Xiao Chen shook his head, watching Jin Gu King's movements intently, and said perfunctorily: "Well, no! By the way, A Yan, you give the patriarch the bone injury ointment and let him apply a layer. Although it's just a dislocation, it will more or less damage the bone during the return. This medicine can eliminate the sequelae."