MTL - Banished to Another World-Chapter 11 Times 11

Suddenly, the convulsions suddenly fell, and the original carvings and other people were shocked.

Caomachi's reaction was not the fastest, but she knew the severe leg injury and immediately shouted: "Hold his injured leg! Don't let the bones shift!"

The original mountain was immediately misplaced, and ran to the side of the stern and quickly took the boy into his arms and held it down. The original eagle was slightly a little late, but he also came down and held the severely injured leg.

"What is this about him?" The original sculpture asked Caomachi.

Kushiro shook his head and his face was worried about the teenager.

The original mountain has speculation, but did not say it.

The brown soil and the man looked at each other, and the original river also had a guess, so he was so heartbroken.

The original sculpture thinks more, what is "Wobu"? The name of the **** of the priest?

Ten minutes, saying short is not short, saying that long is not long.

When the teenager stopped convulsions, it was already soaked, as if it had just been fished out of the water.

The original mountain indicates the cinnamon soil, "water."

The cinnamon soil immediately sent the remaining cold water to the teenager's mouth.

Strictly raised his hands, hugged the water scoop and drunk, drinking two or three mouths, his speed slowed down subconsciously, and the water in the scoop bottomed out, his mind was gradually awake.

"Xiao Mo?" Cinnamon called him.

Slowly, the eyes slowly turned, and I struggled a little, and got up from the arms of the original mountain. Heat him dead! Moreover, this original mountain probably didn't take a bath, and it was close to the smell. The strong smell of all kinds of odors added together was so good after being evaporated by the hot air!

"Xiao Mo, what happened just now? Are you sick?" Cinnamon asked again.

Strictly in the heart, shaking his head and suddenly stopped, covering his lips, his eyes swept past the original river, and immediately opened, as if afraid of being discovered, "No, nothing."

But how can such a "childish" move, such as cinnamon soil, not be seen?

The bone needle on the original river has not yet fallen, the body can't move, but his mouth can talk, and immediately asks weakly: "Good boy, don't be jealous, I know it is because of me, right?"

The handsome boy raised his hand and grabbed his head - his scalp was too itchy, he must shave his hair! Smirking, "The big river, it's okay, you are a good person, I can't let you die."

The original river was moved by a mess, and the heart was even more embarrassed and endlessly grateful to the teenager.

"Is this the price of your rescue of the lives of others? Is this the punishment of the "Wobu 拂" god?" The original eagle suddenly asked.

The teenager's mouth was pumped a bit, and he was hesitant for a long time, and then slowly nodded. By the way, the original sculpture was subtracted from the impression of twenty points.

"Also, I am so mortal wounded, even my priests have no way, you can save me back, how can you not pay the price." Yuanhe lips shaking, looking at his wife.

The cinnamon soil focused on nodding, and the original river turned to face the teenager. He said: "Xiao Mo, if you want, when the original war comes back, I said to him, come to my house, just because you have not yet printed the slave mark. In the future, as long as my family has a bite to eat, it will never let you go hungry. Your identity... I will find a way!"

Strictly hearted, when he went to the original river home, his freedom was mostly. Without the identity of a slave, he could do more things and leave at any time. but……

When the original sculpture looked at the expression of the boy, he knew that he was moving. He suddenly felt angry and immediately screamed at the original river: "Xiao Mo is the original war! It was brought back by him! It is his future arm! Original battle It’s good for Xiaomo, you ask him, the original war is not at home, let my family care for him, and let me try to give him more meat, saying that he is back, this kid is still saved from the original war! You What does it mean to rob people halfway?"

Severely bowed his head and re-zeroed the impression of the original sculpture. He is not good at opening the original river husband and wife, but the original carving opening is different.

The original river is dumb, he just wants to repay the boy, but ignores another very important thing. The young man has such ability, he let the boy go to his house, and it seems that he actually gets more than he pays. If he is the original owner of the boy, he is certainly not willing.

If the original battle is not good for the young, he exchanges food with the teenager, and it can be said to be a reward. If the original war itself is good for the teenager, he will open the mouth again, and it will be cheap.

"Sorry, I don't want to rob people with the war, I just..."

The original carving intercepted the original river. "When the original battle comes back, wait for you, you give him more winter meat, which is the best reward for Xiaomo."

Yuanhe even said: "Of course, wait for me, I will give my prey to half of the war, and after the winter, I will pack it!"

The cinnamon soil was a little tight, but she did not open her mouth to prevent the original river from making promises. If the original river died, she and her children still don't know if they can survive this winter. Now it's just a matter of separating some food and raising one more person, better than losing their own men.

"No." Re-tied the slightly loose fixed wooden board and shook his head suddenly. "You are a big river, you have to raise your wounds. You have a brown soil sister and two dolls to raise. You don't have to give food to me, I... Master. Will make me full."

In this era of total force, a disabled person wants to raise four people?

How much food can you divide me? How long can I divide? When you even keep up with your family, your family will complain to you every day, and my kindness to you will all turn into hatred. You will not be grateful to me anymore, only when I am a burden, only in I hope that I will die early.

Although it will be free to your home, I don't want to raise your family in turn.

The teenager handled his injured leg well, wiped his sweat, and smiled. "If you feel that your heart is too late, if my master is not doing anything to beat me, you may want to hold him." To poison him, or to escape, he was caught by him.

What the original river still said, was covered with brown soil.

Before the brown soil grabbed his own man, he quickly said: "Xiao Mo, you can rest assured that you will be the brother of me and Dahe in the future. We will say to the war and let him be good to you."

"Thank you for the brown soil sister. Caomachi sister, the water is well burned? Are the tools ready?" Strictly don't want to waste any more on this matter, the kindness can be kept, and it will always be useful to the couple.

This time, I dare not only settle down the original river.

But he didn't want to be cheaper than the original river, so he found an excuse to help himself. "Dahe Daren, your injury is too heavy. Although I saved you back, you are still very weak, but also Can't wait until the back, because the weather is too hot, your arm can no longer wait, and you can't eat anything in the next two days, the physical strength will be worse, this is why I chose to deal with your injury together today. ”

The original river and the brown soil were grateful and listened carefully, and did not dare to interrupt him.

"But you have already had a hard surgery, and I am worried that you can't hold the bones below."

"It doesn't matter, come on, I can stand it!" In the past, all the fighters were not so hard to come over? Others can bear it, and his river can naturally endure.

"It will be very painful and painful, and you will not be able to stand it." The teenager is very worried. "I, I have a way to make you feel painless. I didn't do it because I couldn't bear it." I was hurt again. Once I fell, I am afraid that I will not be able to deal with your arm again in the next few days, so you will be delayed."

"You will be countered?!" Yuanhe quickly said: "That still don't give me pain, I can live, really!"

You can stand it, I can't help it! Do you think I want to give you pain? idiot! The teenager smiled slyly. "Yes, but I can't bear to look at it. It's really painful and painful. It doesn't matter. After I have finished this operation, I can rest for a few days. If I suddenly faint, don't be too Surprised, haha."

After a moment, the boy said again: "Just... big river, can you give me more meat afterwards?"

"Of course, don't say a piece..."

"That's good!" The teenager interrupted him happily. "One piece is enough, it is bigger than my two fists!"

Someone at the place, including the original carving, is thinking: How good is this boy! It is impossible to feel the pain. This is an incomparable witchcraft. In exchange, I don’t know how much the teenager will be punished by the gods of his priests. The most important thing is that the juvenile wants to prevent others from being jealous. A piece of meat, and only two fists he is satisfied.

The original mountain with a thick surface is a bit depressed, why isn't he touching Xiaomo? If he saved Xiaomo, how good it is.

The original sculpture is a lot of peace of mind, the young man is skillful, but his heart is kind, and his brother has earned such a little guy.

Not to mention other people, even the brown soil is still secretly thinking: Why are such good teenagers, not the priests of the original tribe? If he is a tribal priest, maybe her husband does not have to cut off an arm at all, and the soldiers in the family will live more people in the future.

Let go of all the thoughts in the hearts of the people, do not mention, strictly pull out the bones, re-spot, cut off the right arm of the original river and temporarily stop the circulation of the main blood vessels.

The original river found that he really couldn’t feel the pain from the broken arm. It was a big surprise at the moment. Looking at the boy’s look is like revering the old priest in the family, and more than a love and closeness to the old priest. .

The other four people in the room clearly saw the slashing flesh and blood at the broken arm of the original river with a scalpel. The original river did not feel like anything, and he could laugh at everyone.

The cinnamon soil shed tears on the spot. As a wife, she couldn't bear to look at her husband's pain. Although the price is to make the boy suffer, but... she swears that she must treat the boy as a true relative in the future!

The broken arm of the original river is about five millimeters of decay. Seeing that the teenager used a stone knife to scrape the trouble, the original carving asked if he could cut it off directly.

The young man nodded and used the needle to make a stroke. "But only a little bit, I am afraid it will not be accurate with a stone knife..."

After the stern words have not been finished, Yuanhe said that he is ready. His younger brother, Yuanshan, also moved a stone with a slightly flat surface under his broken arm. The part of the broken arm that needs to be removed is exposed to the stone. outer.

The original carving allowed him to give him the stone knife, and held the arm of the original river in one hand. The other arm was raised high, and it was accurate.

The bones were drawn sharply, and the bones of exactly five millimeters were cut off, and the fractures were smooth.

If he has relentedly recovered what he has already stopped, he once again re-recognizes the strength of the people here. It is not a slap, but a cut, or a stone knife. This eyesight and strength are not comparable to modern people.

The second-level fighters are like this, the three-level fighters, and the four-level fighters higher than the third-level fighters?

The chopped arm also needs to close, although the human skin has some elasticity, but the toughness of the suture is too bad, and the three lines are strictly used. The three hairs are combined to increase the toughness.

After the wound was barely stitched, the brown soil was gently applied to her man with a large sap leaf juice, and then wrapped with a large piece of non-toxic leaves. The leaves were fixed on the arm with a fine straw rope, and she was replaced every day afterwards. Eucalyptus leaf juice and leaves for wrapping. If the leaves are not large enough, they can be placed in an overlapping manner. As for the wound in the abdomen, it can be wrapped in the same way if conditions permit.

The cockroach’s cockroach was stunned, but he suddenly thought of one thing before he passed out. “The voyeur, what are you going to do?”

The original mountain that grabbed people answered very plainly: "Nature is killing."

"Ah!" The teenager was scared and couldn't bear it. "Can you kill him? Learn from him and let him not talk about it."

Caomachi walked over and held the juvenile's shoulder. He said softly: "The guy is not a good person. If we let him go, he will definitely tell you about the treatment of the big river to the priests."

The original carving screamed a young boy's head. "You don't care about this." They still have to think about how to cover up the river's frequent death and resurrection. Maybe the big leaf is a good excuse.

This is not only to protect the juvenile, but also to protect the river. If the old priests in the tribe knew that the river was saved by other priests, this would be sure and betrayed by the old priests. When the boy was unlucky, the river might die again.

"But..." The teenager seems to want to plead.

The original mountain licked his mouth. "Well, you can rest assured that we will not kill him."

The boy can finally faint at ease - the slave is dead, and then smirk, suddenly his eyes closed, his expression fell in pain.

In order to be perfect, and to avoid hearing something that should not be heard in the "coma", the guide decided that he was still dead, and he simply sneaked his bones to tie himself.

This time he really fainted in the past, and no matter what other people do, he can't hear it and can't stop it.

Guide Jun, guide, this time, I have not seen death, I tried to save people, but others killed him without knowing it, then I can't help.

The original mountain took the juvenile one by one.

Seeing that the juvenile really fainted as he said, the original carving frowned: "The slave must not let go, his master's original ice and the original battle do not deal with, you do not know."

The original mountain laughed, "Of course, you can't let go. Small and quiet, can't bear to see people die, let's deal with it, don't let him know. Just wait until he knows that people are dead."

"This is almost the same." The original sculpture nodded and nodded. "I am going to slaughter people, and the meat is divided equally. This meat will not be silent. He will not even kill, he will definitely not want to eat human flesh."

Originally, I also planned to leave the meat of this slave to the husband of the original Yuanhe. I felt very reasonable at the moment. Since then, all the people present have also determined that the strictness is not human.