Not only was Xiniu Niu very confused, but even the people in the Qingque tribe next to him were confused.
Yanhu asked: "Wu Wu, why don't you continue to treat the Niu Niu? Its injuries are only half healed."
Yang Cheng turned his head and looked at Yanhu with strange eyes: "Yanhu, are you sick?"
"No, Wu, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong with me asking?" Yan Hu looked innocent.
"Of course it's not right!"
Yang Cheng looked at Yan Hu with a look that looked like a fool, "Wouldn't it be better if the Niu Niu's wound is completely healed? Even if he doesn't attack us, he will run away. In that case, you just captured him Come here, wouldn’t it be a waste of effort?”
"..."
What Wu said made sense, but Yanhu was speechless.
The other members of the Qingque tribe also reacted, as if this was the case. If the mud cow is cured, it will stop running away.
But, now that the treatment is halfway through, what should I do?
This is not only their idea, but also the idea of everyone in the Vine Tribe.
The Vine Tribe is thinking more. What are the shamans of the Qingque Tribe doing? Why don't they continue to treat it? If they don't treat this mud cow well, how can they help it cross the big river in front of them?
I saw everyone looking at me with doubts.
Yang Cheng first ordered Yanhu and the others: "Yanhu, you go take a bath first and wash off everything on your body."
After Yanhu and the others left, Yang Cheng turned his head again, pointed to a large rock outcropping, and said to Hongya and Mai, "Hongya, Mai, and you all, please lend a hand and lift this mud cow." Get on this rock.”
"Okay, Wu."
Hongya and others were full of doubts. Following Yang Cheng's order, the three of them grabbed the hooves and horns of the Niu Niu, while the others carried the Niu Niu to the rock.
Although half of the wounds were healed, Xini Niu didn't have enough strength to resist. After struggling twice, Hongya punched his head hard, and he stopped resisting.
After the Niu Niu was carried to the rock, everyone looked at Yang Cheng, waiting for his next order.
Yang Cheng did not give the order immediately. He looked at the totem warriors, then pointed at the Changguo among them and said: "Changguo, stand on the belly of the mud cow."
Changguo became an eighth-grade totem warrior more than ten days ago.
how to say.
Changguo's qualifications are relatively average among totem warriors. He, Yanhu and Cangshi were among the same batch of people who became painted totems. However, after so much time, Yanhu and Cangshi have become sixth-grade totem warriors. , but he is still lingering on the edge of the eighth-grade totem warrior.
It can be said that if Yang Cheng's arrival had not brought a large amount of food to the Qingque tribe, Changguo might not have been able to be promoted to an eighth-grade totem warrior.
But just because he has been hovering on the edge of the eighth-level totem warrior all year round, other totem warriors have intentionally or unintentionally asked him to eat more ferocious beast meat, allowing him to break through earlier.
Changguo's body accumulated a lot of meat, and after the tribe's food became more abundant, he opened his mouth and ate vigorously. As a result, Changguo is now considered the "strongest" in the totem tribe.
"Wu, are you talking about me?"
Changguo was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself.
"That's right, it's you, hurry up!"
Yang Cheng was a little impatient. He looked at the sun and it was almost noon. If he kept going, he might not be able to cross the river today.
The ferocious beasts in the virgin forest are more active at night than during the day.
Although I don’t know what the situation is like in the wilderness on the other side of the river, which is full of withered grass and coptis, but I guess no matter how bad it is, it is not much worse than the situation here in the primeval forest.
Changguo was urged by Yang Cheng, so he stopped talking and stood on Xini Niu's body.
Xini Niu had no strength to resist, so he could only open his eyes and snort.
Is this considered humiliating?
Forget it, this Niuniu is ready to die, and it doesn't matter if he is humiliated.
"Wu, I've stood up, what happens next?" Chang Guo asked.
"Then step on its belly." Yang Cheng instructed.
"good."
Changguo followed Yang Cheng's instructions and stepped on the belly of the Niu Niu.
Immediately, the Mud Niu felt the pressure coming from his belly and couldn't help but groaned, spitting out a black lump of mud that looked like daddy.
"That's right, that's it." Yang Cheng saw this lump of black cake-like mud, his face was happy, and he hurriedly said: "Continue, keep stepping, keep this intensity, don't use too much force, and trample the mud cow died."
With that said, Yang Cheng directed Hong Ya and others to smear the "black cake" spit out by the mud cow into the gaps in the raft.
Only then did everyone in the Qingque tribe realize why Yang Cheng wanted to catch the mud cow, and why he stopped treating it only halfway. It turned out that he wanted the mud in its belly.
Although they still didn't understand why Yang Cheng put mud on the raft, they all had a sense of blind worship for Yang Cheng, so they listened to Yang Cheng's instructions and carefully sealed the gaps between the rafts little by little.
Meow meow meow?
What are the people in the Qingque tribe doing?
Why did you step on the belly of the mud cow, and why did you smear mud on the raft?
Not far away, Hua Xuan, Qiu Ye and others felt like three big black question marks appeared on their heads.
As for why it is black, well... it may be related to seeing the "black daddy" spit out by the mud cow...
Under Yang Cheng's instruction, Changguo stepped on the belly of the Niu Niu more than twenty times, and the Niu Niu also vomited out more than twenty pieces of mud.
But later on, the mud spit out became less and less, and the color of the spit changed, turning into white spit, and the cow rolled its eyes. The whole cow lost its energy at all.
"Witch, this mud cow seems to be unable to spit out mud at all."
Changguo, who was standing on the belly of the Niu, noticed the condition of the Niu and shouted to Yang Cheng below.
Yang Cheng frowned.
No, it's not enough. The current mud is only half filled, and half of the gaps are not sealed!
"Tsk tsk..."
Yang Cheng frowned and thought, and quickly thought of something.
"By the way, use the refreshing technique!"
He walked up to the Xini Niu, and in its gloomy gaze, he quickly used his witchcraft power to condense the spirit-lifting witchcraft, and then threw it into the Xini Niu's body.
Xiniu Niu's eyes were dull, his mind and body were exhausted, and he had no strength left in his body.
Then the spirit-lifting technique was injected into the body.
In an instant, a flash of inspiration flashed through, and Xi Ni Niu felt that his soul was so happy that it reached the sky.
"Moo!!"
The "moo" sound of Xini Niu is loud and full of energy, and it spreads far and wide.
It has never felt so energetic!
Then……
Xiniu Niu met Yang Cheng's malicious eyes again.
Isn't it? Again!
