I was a village chief in a primitive society

"Click click click……"

Yanjiao carried a man in his thirties on his back and moved forward cautiously. There is a totem warrior in the front opening the way, and a totem warrior in the back pressing down to prevent wild beasts from smelling blood and coming to sneak attack.

"Maimang, hold on, press the totem pattern on the wound. Yanjiao shouted loudly.

No one expected that just looking for plants to make linen cloth, they would encounter a dead wood wolf, a top ferocious beast among hybrid beasts. The dead wood wolf is a kind of hairless beast. The wolf has a deadwood-like cuticle instead, and its defensive power is 30% higher than that of ordinary ferocious beasts.

In addition to its strong defense, it is also concealable. It has a deadwood-like cuticle as a camouflage. It usually moves towards grass and trees. Just crouch down and wait for the prey to take the bait.

Maimang was accidentally attacked because of his carelessness. If the dead wood wolf hadn't been less flexible, maybe his head would have been bitten off instead of being scratched on the stomach by his claws.

"Ahem……"Maimang coughed hard for a few times and said weakly:"Chief, I'm afraid I can't survive."

He could clearly feel that his physical strength was disappearing, his body was getting colder, the totem pattern could not be condensed, and there was too much blood.

"Stop talking and focus on suppressing the wound. Yanjiao roared in a low voice.

He is also an experienced totem warrior. Of course he knows that Maimang is telling the truth. There is a slap-long wound in his stomach. Without the treatment of the witch domino, it is impossible to survive.

"Ahem... Chief, if you don't say anything else, you won't have a chance."Mai Mang grinned, but blood poured out of the corner of his mouth and dripped on Yanjiao's shoulder.

"We are almost at the tribe, and the witch will definitely cure you."Yanjiao quickened his pace in grief.

"Listen to me, after I die, give my share of dried meat to Mai Mao, and he should be able to awaken as a totem warrior this year."Mai Mang said getting weaker and weaker.

Mai Mao, his son, is twenty-one years old this year.

"OK, I'm optimistic about your son."Yanjiao's eyes are red, another brother is leaving.

In the midst of sadness,

"Kachaka……"

Suddenly, three people appeared in the sight of Yan Jiao and the others. The leader was Hei Ya. Yan Jiao and the others were immediately overjoyed, thinking that Hei Ya had brought the witch dominoes.

"Chief, here I come."Hai Ya shouted happily

"What about the witch dominoes? Take it out quickly."Yanjiao shouted urgently.

"ah? I didn't bring the witch dominoes."Hei Ya shook his head quickly and said

"You, you didn’t bring the witch dominoes? Yanjiao

's eyes widened, he glared at Hei Ya, and asked,"You didn't bring the witch dominoes. What did you do when you came back?""

"I brought the witch."Hei Ya got out of the way, revealing Su Bai and Yan Hua who were bending over and panting.

"You, are you here to make me angry on purpose?

Yanjiao trembled and roared:"Who asked you to bring the witch here?""

"Okay, if you keep scolding, people will die."Su Bai straightened up and said

"Witch, have you brought the witch dominoes?"

Yanjiao quickly suppressed his anger and asked expectantly:"Maimang needs treatment from the witch dominoes now. His wounds are too serious."

"No."Su Bai shook his head

"……"Yanjiao blinked and asked hesitantly:"Witch, you said you didn't bring the witch dominoes?"

"yes."Su Bai nodded affirmatively.

"hiss……"Yanjiao suddenly felt his gums itching. He turned around and glared at Hei Ya, feeling the urge to slap someone with totem tattoos.

"Put the person down and let me take a look at the wound."Su Bai shouted

"Witch, now you have to go back to the tribe to get the witch dominoes. Mai Mang's wound can't delay." Yanjiao roared hoarsely.

"If you want to save him, put him down quickly."Su Bai said more and more calmly.

"How can we save without witch dominoes?……"Yanjiao still wanted to say something, but Heiya had already rushed up, holding Maimang and letting him go on the ground.

"It's really serious."Su Bai looked at the unconscious Maimang. The animal skin on the belly of the bag had been dyed red, and he could tell how much blood had been shed.

He reached out and touched Maimang's neck, and found that there was still a faint beating, indicating that the person was still alive. not dead yet

"Take the hide away."Su Bai raised his head and told Yanjiao:"I'm going to start treatment."

"okay. Yanjiao hurriedly squatted down, and after hesitating for a moment, he pulled open the animal skin on Maimang's abdomen.

There was a hideous wound as long as a palm, and blood was pouring out, and his intestines could still be vaguely seen.

"Healing!"

Su Bai resisted vomiting, opened his palms towards the wound on Maimang's abdomen, and activated the healing skill.

Suddenly, his palms emitted a green light, covering the wound like spring rain, making people feel relaxed and happy when they saw it.

"This, is this witchcraft? ? ?"Yanjiao's eyes widened and he looked at the green light in disbelief.

Isn't it said that learning witchcraft is difficult? Does it take at least thirty days?

Old witch, you lied to me. It only takes one day.

"Chief, you actually lied to me and said that it takes at least thirty days for a witch to learn witchcraft."Heiya said angrily.

"Ahem……"Yanjiao coughed twice in embarrassment

"Is this witchcraft?"Yanhua's red eyes stared closely at the emerald green light, and miraculously found that the wound on Maimang's abdomen was slowly healing. Although the speed was a bit slow, it was still healing.

Five seconds later, the emerald green light disappeared

"call……"Su Bai looked at the wound on Maimang's abdomen, which was as big as half a palm. One healing spell LV.1 could only last for five seconds. The main reason was that the wound was too big and it was cracked. If it was a normal wound, it would have been long ago. Healed.

He used the healing technique again, the emerald green light appeared again, and Maimang's wound was slowly healing.

It took three healing spells in a row to heal Maimang's wounds.

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