Chapter 243 (1/2)

On the open space at the cave entrance.

Those who were stunned by the roar of savage beasts were still lying on the ground bleeding.

The worst was the old man with gray hair. Although he was not in a coma, his face was sallow and his breath was like a hairline. Eyes straight staring at the sky, can't turn around, has been fast.

The rest of the people who were not in a coma knelt around the old man. Their health was not very good, and their faces were covered with blood. But no one cared about it. They looked at the old man with red eyes and looked down from time to time to wipe tears.

They knew that the chief held his last breath, because he wanted to know the result of the black scale tiger and the unknown soldier, and whether the black scale tiger was still alive.

”Who is that soldier? How could he suddenly appear in our tribe? ” A woman asked the man beside her in a low voice with tears.

”I don't know. He appeared too suddenly.”

At this time, duanling was still in a coma, and no one could answer for them.

”Do you think the soldier won or the black tiger won?”

”Of course, it's the black tiger. It's still useful. It's a fierce beast!”

……

The rest of them talked to each other with a look of uneasiness on their faces.

At this time, the sound of disordered feet came, and all kneeling people immediately looked out.

Only a dozen people around the leaves came to them carrying the black scale tiger. The black scale tiger's head was beaten to pieces. Along the way, there was blood dripping down, which was obviously dead.

Kneeling beside the old man, the savages seemed to have been struck by thunder. All of them were silly in their place, and their hearts were cold.

Ye Xi stood not far away, looking at their dead father's expression coldly. They have been sheltered by savage beasts for a long time. They don't know how to survive without it.

After a struggle, his linen clothes are still clean and tidy. If they are stained with blood, they can be washed off by rubbing them with water.

Among the crowd of people around the leaves, ye Xi, dressed in hemp clothes and wearing leather boots, was particularly incompatible with them.

The old man on the ground noticed the movement and raised his head with difficulty. When he saw the dead black scale tiger, he immediately widened his turbid eyes, choked at one breath, and immediately had to carry his breath to see his ancestors.

Ye Xi strode to him.

The wild man who was surrounded by the old man saw Ye Xi coming over and immediately got out of the way.

Ye Xi held the old man's breath in his hands. At the same time, one hand took out the stone box containing the seven leaf grass from the animal skin bag, took out one from it, folded it half, pinched the old man's mouth and stuffed the half of the grass in.

”Get the water.” Ye Xi said to the wild people beside him.

At once, an intelligent person came to the cave and took out a dirty hard water bag. After opening the plug, he handed it to Ye Xi with both hands.

Ye Xi raised the old man with one hand and fed him water with the other.

The old man swallowed the clover with water.

In the eyes of the people holding their breath, the old man's face quickly became ruddy, his breath returned to normal, and his hair seemed to turn black a lot, and he suddenly came back to life.

However, although the man was saved, the God was gone. He sat up and looked at the black scale tiger's body, muttering: ”dead, dead, dead...”

Ye Xi didn't care about him. He stood up, took out the second seven leaf grass in the stone box, tore it into pieces together with the remaining half of the grass, and then fed them to the other bleeding comatose people on the ground one by one.

Even if it is torn to pieces, its energy is more than enough to save these ordinary people.

Although variegated grass is precious, but the black scale tiger roars because of him, looking at their miserable situation, he can not stand idly by.

Some savages see this, quickly drill into the cave, carefully hold a few blue face, seven orifices bleeding coma of the baby.

These miserable babies made Ye Xi's eyebrows jump.

He was still a little reckless. He should have led the black scale tiger out first and then made a move.

Fortunately, he had some exotic grass given by the Gongtao tribe. Ye Xi gave the pieces of the grass to the babies. Soon their faces returned to normal. Some of them opened their eyes and began to cry.