Bestial Blade - Chapter 86

Chang’an was awakened bluntly by Cazor.

He felt like he was baking on a fire, and the hot heat of his skin could feel it, his eyelids couldn’t lift up, and his ears kept making noises, and he couldn’t help rising from his heart. Weak and irritable, almost trying to stab the humming waste next to him … fortunately, he could not afford to raise his arms, and Cazor was escaped.

When Cazor saw his finger move, he rushed over like a dog, but Chang’an had injuries on his back. He didn’t dare to turn Chang’an over. He just hesitated to put out a finger and pushed gently. After pushing his shoulder, he shouted carefully, “Chang’an, Chang’an …”

Chang’an heard it, and for a moment he didn’t have the strength to open his eyes, and he couldn’t speak. He turned Kazuo in a hurry, and said in a crying voice, “I woke up and didn’t wake up. You can just hum and sigh, and die quickly Now … Changan, Changan! “

After Chang An recovered a little bit of control over his body, the first action was not to open his eyes, but to frown first, the eyebrows were twisted too tightly, the blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, and then he passed between the teeth There was a sentence in it: “You give me … shut up!”

Gatzo glared at his big ignorant eyes, quickly pursed his lips, stretched his neck, and squatted beside him like a toad.

Chang’an just found out that his right hand had been fixed with wood, the wounds on his hands seemed to have been washed, and his ankle was wrapped in three layers inside and three layers thicker than his fists. What ’s his back like? It was invisible, but Chang’an also knew that he couldn’t count on the meticulous work that Cazor could do, so the next moment, he waved Cazor’s hand and braced himself from the ground.

This exertion was almost a dark vertigo, Changan instinctively touched the black and reached out in the air, grabbed Cazor’s placket, and leaned to the side as soon as he crooked.

Cazor hurriedly caught him, and his dog-like paws just caught Chang’an’s injured back. Then he felt that Chang’an’s whole body was struck fiercely, and suddenly he was busy.

Chang’an’s temples were painfully squeezed, and the eyes were bright and dark for a while, and the fever was high, and there was no more embarrassment.

The two of them were in a hidden small cave. Fortunately, Cazor wasn’t stupid. He didn’t stay in the same place as Chang An, knowing that he had to hide. I hope he also knew that he could clean up the blood.

Kazuo helped Chang’an awkwardly, and stuttered, “What should I do? I … Where should I look for herbs? Are you feverish? You … Don’t faint, me, me, me, I don’t know What to do … Aye, oh, why is my mother-in-law not here, she knows everything … “

The consequence of knowing everything was that Cazo knew nothing.

Changan Qi knot, holding a chest cough while holding his chest.

He suddenly thought of Huayi irresistibly—Huayi was also a very interesting person, but he never let others feel that he was noisy, attentive, and very caring. For so many years, whether it was Zheyan when he was a child, or Beishi when he was a teenager, Changan’s life has not been so comfortable.

Everyone says that Huayi has sixteen minds, and things go on one after the other every day. There is nothing left to do. When I return to the account at night, I have no less worries than in the day. In ten years, he was cautiously and quickly became a half-doctor, so that although Chang’an continued to have minor illnesses, he had never really had a serious illness since he settled in his account.

Chang’an feels that he has been so coquettish that he can hardly bear even this “minor injury”.

But he could n’t bear it, and Chang’an took a breath and then pushed Kazuo: “Give me water and make a fire.”

Kazuo finally found the main bone, and then rolled up and crawled up again. I didn’t know where to find a large leaf. I got cold water from a leaf, and the gums in the mouth were so painful that I didn’t care about it. There seemed to be a fire inside, and after a few sips, it drank, and my chest was wet.

Then he threw the knife to Cazo, and whispered, “Bake me hot.”

Kazuo is also an old hunter, and naturally knows what he is going to do. After looking at Chang’an’s face, he hesitated for a while after taking the knife, and still did.

Chang’an took the hot-knife in his hand, curled himself up, lifted the bandage on his ankle, and cut off the rotten meat outside the large and small wounds three or two times. His hand was somewhat Shaking, when doing these things, cold sweat was flowing down the tip of his nose and chin, but the action was not muddy, his breathing was a little trembling, and Cazzo’s eyes were jumping straight.

In the end, Changan spit out the sweat flowing into her mouth, and she blew a bite of blood, but she was startled, and Changan gasped for two breaths. Her face was ugly, almost like a dead man, and pale and blue .

He whispered: “Nothing … I broke my tongue. You can cook my back for me.”

Kazuo asked, “Are you okay?”

Chang’an put her hand on the ground, closed her eyes slightly, and arched her thin back. When she heard the words, she seemed to have no place and no more nonsense.

Kazuo took the knife and grilled it on the fire, and opened Chang’an’s clothes, but he couldn’t let go.

Changan urged in a bad tone: “What is it?”

Cazor then gritted his teeth and relented. After a stab, he would have no scruples, picking out the ulcerated flesh around the wound.

There was only a repressed and unstable breathing gas in the small hill cave. Chang’an felt a jug of wine from his waist, bite off the lid of the jug with his teeth, and poured it directly onto the wound. Kazuo had a kind of skin that was almost on his way. The illusion of starting to smoke.

Changan couldn’t bear it, his whole body was shaking, and he groaned, showing that the pain was extreme.

Cazor did not dare to delay, and immediately tore the toasted underwear into a strip, and wrapped it around the wound.

After doing all this, Chang’an Chang breathed a sigh of relief, and the cold sweat didn’t know how many layers, but the water he just drank seemed to evaporate, and he became thirsty. This time he didn’t ask for water, but leaned on one side of the shoulder. On the stone wall of the cave, Xu stretched out his limbs and rested.

His cheeks were burning red, and there was even water in his eyes. His gaze was already a little hazy. Cazor didn’t know if he was still awake, so he had to wait aside, put out the fire himself, and carefully trace the traces of the two. erase.

Chang’an looks really beautiful. None of the young men in the whole city looks as bright as him. The girls don’t like him. The face burns a bright color now. This is a somewhat weak beauty … but Cazo doesn’t think at all, He even felt that the one resting against the wall was not an individual at all. It was a wolf that was wounded but was more fierce. Whoever thought that he was half dead would bite his neck in one bite.

I don’t know how long after that, Cazor also leaned aside and took a nap. Suddenly, his ears moved and he heard someone outside the cave.

He shifted his head to look at Chang’an, who had opened his eyes.

As soon as Cazuo’s eyes rolled, he folded and held the silly cry of Chang An’s crying, spreading his hands and pressing down slightly, and then swiped to signal that his companions had cleaned the outside.

Chang An nodded slightly, then stood up quietly, his movements were slightly stagnant, but very natural, and he was adjusting himself with every move.

Kazuo has not been able to beat Changan, but Changan and his own people have very leeway. They always point to the end, so that Kazuo admits that Changan is a little bit better than himself, but he doesn’t know how far this “point” is. .

It’s an unspeakable precision. He knows every bone and every joint on his body. He knows how to save his energy to the utmost. He can also press his whole body on the edge of the blade. That is true. The power of thunder.

Cazo didn’t shed as much blood and sweat as he did, so he didn’t understand how he did it.

This person, he never accepted, never questioned, but desperate, never looked back.

Chang’an had hid in the hole. The hole was very narrow. His back was attached to the wall, and he leaned slightly on his side, lowered his head. His slightly injured foot supported him. With this movement, he seemed to “sit” on the wall.

Kazuo stood up deliberately. Chang’an raised his hand and pointed at the other side of the cave entrance. The stone there bent slightly inward, forming a depression naturally, and the space could barely accommodate a half-old child. Kazuo stood slightly reluctantly. Only grievances can be found there.

The entrance of the cave was blocked by Cazzo, but both of them knew that it would not help–the orcs who lived in the wild all year knew how to search for the cave hidden by the beast. The two injured people could not hide in the water for a long time. Or on a tree, then it’s probably only in a cave.

The only advantage is that the hole is narrow enough and deep enough to allow only one person to enter and deep enough so that it cannot be seen at a glance.

Chang’an’s left elbow rested on the mountain rock, and his short knife lay quietly on the palm of his hand. Kazor’s keen sense of features and six senses could not even hear the sound of his breathing. Already asleep, or fused with the rock.

The searchers arrived immediately, still the orcs who were neat and orderly not communicating with each other. They were led by a sane Asian beast, and scattered around to find hidden caves.

The closer one approached, the more fisted and tightened Cazo’s fist became.

Then the man carefully tore the thatch opening the hole, and glanced into the probe-but it was too dark, he didn’t see anything, so he took a very careful step forward to adjust his eyes to the surrounding environment, and at the same time Reaching for the rock face of Fushan Cave.

Just as he was taking the third step, the orc’s eyes had quickly adapted to the darkness, and he saw Cazo.

Cazor had already decided that he had to fight, so he offered his fist.

The searcher ducked his head, opened his mouth, and seemed to be shouting. Suddenly, a hot hand reached out, and he suddenly stuffed something into his mouth, and then he knew nothing. .

The blood splattered on this man’s neck was blocked by Chang’an with a rag strip torn off from his body to prevent it from splattering-the throat was cut open and only a tiny, turbulent sound could be heard.

Kazuo caught the machine very quickly and did not let him fall. He dragged him slowly into the cave very skillfully. It looked like the man was slowly entering the cave. Changan still took half of it. The straw was hidden at the entrance of the cave, and with the hanging toes he clicked on the clothes of the dead man. Cazor knew, and he stripped off the clothes.

Chang’an glanced out and whispered: “Put on.”

The figure was similar to Kazuo. Kazuo instantly thought he understood what he meant, and put the dead man’s clothes on him conveniently. He felt his token and wiped his face. Mud and ash.

Then he followed the path to the cave with great interest, waiting to hear what Chang’an would do next.

Who knows that Chang’an doesn’t look at him, a pair of eyes stared tightly outside, and said with a very low voice in his mouth, “Go out.”

Kazuo was taken aback. If it wasn’t for the situation, he would almost grab Changan’s collar and snarled at him—is he the kind of **** who just messed up in danger and saved his good brother regardless of it? Isn’t he a man, not an orc warrior, standing behind others like a sorrow and a beast?

Cazor’s face was all purple, and he couldn’t speak at Chang’an. Chang’an only glanced at him and knew that this stupid man would never do what he said. The two confronted each other quietly for a while, and no one would give in.

However, after a moment, Cazuo saw that Chang’an’s eyes suddenly turned, and before he could relax his relief, he saw that the man suddenly rushed out of the cave with a thunderbolt, and Cazuo could hardly imagine How did the man who had just been seriously injured and labored hard to act? He seemed to be just a flower in front of him.

Cazor chased it instinctively, but had already fallen behind Chang’an. It looked as if an orc had found the person they wanted when searching the cave. He accidentally ran away and was chasing.

This movement alarmed others, and the searchers rushed to chase Chang’an, and no one noticed Cazzo.

It was difficult for Cato to transform the beast, and he was injured, and he could not keep up with Changan at this time.

By the time Kazo reacted, Changan’s purpose had been achieved.

At the same time, Huayi had already arrived at Luquan’s place and had not had time to drink, so he had taken out all the people who followed Chang’an and scolded him with his head covered.

The weight of the East China Sea King and the elder Lu Quan were on the sky and the ground, not to mention that these people who followed Chang’an were originally sent by Huayi to protect him.

Coaxing and cheating, some people couldn’t resist the pressure, and told Changan how to meet the madman and how to know what happened to the other party’s main account.

Huayi made a decision immediately and thought that it was not too late. Everyone had a rest. After marching on the next day, they would go straight to the other party’s main account. As for Lu Da, Huayi just glanced and said nothing— — It’s chaotic right now, not the time to fight in the nest.

Until then, he didn’t realize who his enemies were … until that night.

A strange orc-faced orc suddenly sent a letter from the sky, handed it to Huayi, and immediately swaggered.

Facing this erect corpse, Huayi suddenly had an ominous premonition. He reluctantly set his mind and opened the blood-stained letter. There was only one sentence in it and he was very familiar with the handwriting.

“Your people are in my hands-brother.”