There is no road in the world, but when more people walk on it, it becomes a road.
The four of them stopped and looked over together. When they saw Wu Mo clinging to the stone wall, they were all shocked.
This group of warriors may indeed lack experience in fighting in the wild, but the so-called experience is just a layer of window paper that can be broken with a poke.
The male warrior carrying the stretcher had a free hand, slapped his thigh hard, and said bitterly,
"The python bear can't get up!"
Along the way, there were countless similar terrains, but they turned a blind eye to them all and just hid here and there, unable to even breathe properly.
The buckler warrior also praised,
"That kid really has good eyesight. Hiding up there will keep you safe for a while."
The Lotus Arm Goddess nodded slightly, looked at each other with a few people, stretched out her hand, and everyone turned around and ran towards the stone wall.
The only difference between them is that if Wu Mo is discovered by the python bear, the stone wall may become a dead place, and he can only be trapped by the python bear. The warrior is different. After he calms down, he really has the ability to kill the python bear!
When Wu Mo saw everyone stop, he felt a little scared in his heart. When he heard everyone's conversation, his heart suddenly turned gray and he murmured,
"What are you really afraid of?"
"I don't want to crawl anymore! I'll leave this place to you."
When you are with them, the first person to burp will be you!
He just changed his mind, lowered his head, and was about to find an angle to let go and jump off, when there was Ichika in front of him. Before he could react, he only felt a pain in his left upper arm, and he couldn't help but groan.
In Wu Mo's eyes, the stone wall was like a chasm. The warriors only used one hand to lend strength, and with a push and a jump, they climbed to the top in a matter of seconds, like flowing clouds and flowing water.
Wu Mo, who was stuck in the middle and seemed unable to advance or retreat, also lifted it up.
The person who carried him up was none other than the lotus-armed goddess, but she was using her armored right hand.
The iron-like fingers grabbed him and grinned, the pain was excruciating, as if his bones were broken.
Wu Mo turned his head and glanced hastily, and only had time to roar,
"let me go."
"I don't know the good heart!"
The goddess replied coldly, and threw him away casually, with a pop, and dropped him like a shoe, but he was already on the stone wall.
Wu Mo lay on the ground, hissing and exhaling cold air, the pain was so painful that he almost burst into tears. He cocked his neck and rolled his eyes. He could only see a delicate calf exuding gilded colors. He couldn't help but cursed vaguely,
"Madan!"
He really didn't dare to shout out, so he could only hold it in his stomach.
"Miss Si Si, I've pinched your young master to death!"
Completely forgetting the beautiful imagination that I had just worshiped as the goddess Si Si.
In Meiji Town, Wu Mo had seen a lot of these young warriors from outside. Of course, he had to and could only watch them from a distance.
The strange thing is that they all look too young. And their strength can clearly crush everything in Meiji Town, but there has never been any bullying, bullying, or trouble-making. In the town, everyone is polite and well-behaved like a domesticated rabbit. very.
Of course, the native people in the town did not dare to take the initiative to provoke others. Hello, I am hello, everyone. The two sides seemed to coexist peacefully with tacit understanding.
Could it be that it was in the wild that he finally showed his rough face?
Of course, more of it comes from the young man's self-esteem being crushed by the goddess.
It was knocked down like a bag, and it fell to the ground with a broken heart.
He had fantasized countless times that one day he would be among the warriors and could caress their flying hair and even hug their slender waists.
Dreams will always be ridiculed!
I never expected that my first intimate contact with a female warrior would be like this.
What's more, he didn't expect that he would be so vulnerable in front of the female warrior, like a newborn baby, without even a chance to react.
So powerful, so terrifying, what kind of existence should the python bear chasing behind it be?
The goddess waved her arms and was looking around. She walked past Wu Mo and found that he didn't even change his posture. She felt a little strange.
"Hey, why are you still lying here?"
After taking a closer look, I finally noticed his pain, tilted my head for a moment, and blurted out,
"Oops, sorry, I forgot to stop."
Even with her bare hands, she can crush the bones of ordinary people in minutes.
If the mecha was in good condition, with the strength of her fingers, even a solid steel rod could be easily broken into two pieces, and she would have been able to tear off this kid's arm right away. The mecha on his body is so damaged that it cannot activate the internal cycle, but it can at least double its own strength.
How can this little native bear it?
The goddess couldn't help but feel a little regretful. She shook her head at herself, turned her face to the other side, looked at the injured person who was raising his head on the stretcher, spread his hands, shrugged, and explained,
"I did not do it on purpose."
The injured woman on the stretcher coughed and smiled, and said with difficulty,
"Ahem, Sister Si Si, he couldn't climb up on his own. Ahem, you kindly saved his life. The merits and demerits are equal to each other."
The injured woman was the only warrior not wearing a helmet. She had a small nose and mouth, and exquisite facial features, which made her look pretty and pretty. But her short, ear-length hair was messed up by the bumps along the way, and a few strands of hair were tangled together, as if she were holding a chicken coop.
Her injuries looked serious, and her internal organs must have been damaged. She kept coughing up blood. Fortunately, warriors have a special physique, so although their injuries are serious, they are not fatal.
Wu Mo was in pain just now and his eyes were black. Although he didn't hear the goddess' apology clearly, he also understood the meaning of the accidental injury. He felt slightly better just now, but he clearly heard the injured woman's pulling apart. He had no way to defend himself, and he suddenly suffered from internal injuries.
Goddess Si Si and the others didn't even bother to ask about Wu Mo's origins, just like Wu Mo didn't even bother to ask them.
In the Oton Mountains, those who can wander around like Wu Mo are not members of the warrior team, so they can only be the natives of Meiji Town. Local people like Wu Mo may not know it, but the goddesses know very well that there are many outsiders sneaking in, but the grass on the grave is already three feet high.
If Wu Mo's actions hadn't given them some directions to escape, the goddess wouldn't have paid any attention to the native people. In their eyes, the attitude towards the native people was exactly what they said,
“Do less and you’ll make fewer mistakes, do more and you’ll make more mistakes, and don’t do better.”
Wu Mo's original imagination was actually a true portrayal. Even yelling and running away was considered the most benevolent thing.
The distance between them is a blasphemy to describe as the difference between heaven and earth.
The round shield warrior buckled the round shield on his back, walked over and squatted on the ground, looked at Wu Mo who was lying on his back, and then stood up, which was more than a head taller than Si Si, and patted Si Si's armored right shoulder. , comforted,
"Sisi, don't think too much, it's no big deal."
Goddess Sisi nodded, bit her lip, and said to the buckler warrior,
"Brother Yu, this place is safe. Please inform Wenyuan and the others and come over to join them."
If Wu Mo could see everyone's expressions and movements, he might be able to guess some Ni Duan. Unfortunately, he was chewing mud and having close contact with the cold stone surface.
Hearing everyone comforting the goddess, they ignored him as the victim. They were so angry that they squirmed unconsciously. The image of him sticking out his buttocks and pressing his face to the ground in a shameful posture suddenly appeared in his mind.
This made him compare himself to the cow he saw when he just woke up, and he thought sadly and angrily,
"Weak people have no human rights! When I slaughtered the local cow, I was so happy. How could I think about the local cow's feelings!"
My mood was even worse.
"Dududu."
Three short whistles sounded in the distance.
There was a faint 'beep' sound from the other side of the valley, which sounded quite far away.
Brother Yu said with some worry,
“Wenyuan and the others ran a little far.
He turned to greet the other two people and said,
"Lulu, Xiaolei, let's hold on tight, we might have to go over to help."
Wu Mo heard the three people's footsteps heading to the other side unruly, and thought that they were recovering their strength.
It seems that along the way, they used this method of drinking poison to quench their thirst to get a chance to breathe. This aroused Wu Mo's deep contempt.
"A bunch of brainless rookies!"
If Wu Mo Jin were a warrior, he bet that he alone could take down these python bears one by one.
"Wen Yuan should be that villain. When he comes back and sees me in this bad state, he still doesn't know how to arrange it. But we can't let him see it. How can we embarrass myself in front of him!"
That guy must have a sharp tongue!
Supported by inexplicable emotions, Wu Mo held his breath and struggled to sit up. He looked at his limp and drooping left arm and thought something bad in his heart.
He carefully tore open his clothes with his right hand, and a thick black handprint lay directly across the outside of his left upper arm. Turning slightly, he saw four slightly thinner marks on the inside of his arm!
The real details are revealed in the subtleties.
"This armor is so awesome, you can even lift it with your fingers."
Wu Mo felt bitter again in his heart.
"He didn't mean to hurt anyone, but he caused such harm to himself with just a few gestures. This warrior is even more awesome!"
What’s ridiculous is that I still dared to think wildly before?
Not even qualified to be a toad!
Judging from Wu Mo's experience of being injured many times, the arm bone was most likely broken. If it was a simple skin injury, it would be impossible for his left arm to be unable to use any strength, let alone cause unbearable pain.
If this cannot be restored, let alone the dream of a warrior, the life of the native people will become even more miserable.
After understanding the injury, he calmed down and shook off the net bag hanging on his right arm. He still had time to tease a little,
"Okay, okay, I finally fulfilled my promise and took you to fly."
He turned sideways, pulled off the backpack strap on the left side, and took out a small, flat, round box from the pocket on the inside of his waist.
The heart-rending pain whenever he moved made these simple movements slow and laborious. Big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his entire face became hideously distorted.
If you often walk by the river, how can you not prepare medicine?
Si Si was helping the injured person sit up to drink water. When he saw the injured person holding his mouth, he looked back and said with a dumb smile,
"Ointment for bruises and sprains?"
The injured woman on the stretcher also coughed and laughed happily, leaning into Si Si's arms and saying sullenly,
"Ahem, Sister Si Si, God will help those who save themselves. Now you can worry less."
Wu Mo was groping for the broken spot with his right hand. He was too hurt to care about it. Naturally, he couldn't see the two of them smiling gracefully.
"This bitch is so cruel, the short part actually broke into three pieces!"
"Fortunately, it's still connected, which is a blessing among misfortunes."
He opened the lid of the box with one hand, stretched out his index finger, scraped a trace of the ointment with his nail, and deftly closed the medicine box with his remaining fingers and tucked it into his waist. Then he raised his index finger to align it, but instead of rushing to apply it, he began to adjust his breathing.
Last year, I fell off a cliff and broke my leg. My situation was even more critical than today.
It was the same medicine I applied at that time!
After lying in the mountain stream for only two days, he climbed up vigorously.
Thinking of this, the corners of Wu Mo's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
The two people over there were looking at Wu Mo's troubles with smiles and a strong sense of ridicule. Suddenly, they saw him showing a strange smile and looking at each other in confusion.
"Ahem, cough, sister Si Si, is this person a fool?"
Although the words were spoken softly, how could Wu Mo, who was getting ready to work, not hear him? He turned his head when he heard the sound, gouged out a fierce look, and was about to reply when he suddenly remembered that he only deserved to be beaten, so he swallowed it back alive and cursed,
"You are the fool, and your whole family is fools!"
