Gu Mengmeng rolled up half of her sleeves and pointed at the sinister-looking man, "Hit me, beat me to death!"
"Okay." Ervis put Gu Mengmeng down and kissed her gently on the forehead. The moment he turned around, his murderous intent was fully unleashed, and he walked step by step towards the former messenger of the beast god's tribe, Da Yao, like a Shura.
Gu Mengmeng was not idle here either. She picked up a piece of animal skin and ran to the nearest injured person, asking him to help her tear the animal skin into strips with his sharp claws, and then died from the end near the heart. He tied up the wound tightly and performed emergency hemostasis treatment. Gu Mengmeng couldn't even name the wounded man who fell on the ground, but she remembered his face. During this time, they always had a pleasant time together while digging potatoes, sweet potatoes and bacon. .
"Gu Mengmeng... I'm sorry, I'm too weak." Blood was pouring out from the wound, but the male lowered his head as if he couldn't feel the pain, and did not dare to look into Gu Mengmeng's eyes, as if he was ashamed, but also seemed to be Annoyed, as if he had done something heinous.
Gu Mengmeng still couldn't agree with the unspoken rule of the beast world that "it's wrong to be weak, and you deserve to die". She slapped him hard on the shoulder and said: "Don't think blindly, you are very brave. You know you can't beat him." , aren’t you still standing in front of me? You are a warrior of Saint Nazé, and I am proud of you. Heal your injuries first, and it won’t be too late to seek revenge on him when you improve your strength.”
"Yeah!" The male nodded firmly and said nothing more about giving up on himself.
Gu Mengmeng was about to deal with the second wounded person, but there was a light touch on her hand.
"Leave it to me." Leia took the animal skin from Gu Mengmeng's hand with smooth movements without any delay.
Gu Mengmeng sighed. No matter what kind of grudges she had with Leia, she had to let them go before foreign enemies. There is nothing more important than saving the lives of your own people.
No longer needing to worry about the wounded, Gu Mengmeng turned her attention back to Ervis and the courier. The two of them seemed to be of equal strength, and the fight was very close and inseparable. Gu Mengmeng looked at it carefully for a long time and came to the conclusion that Ervis belongs to the practical school. His attack moves are all accumulated from actual combat. Each move is very solid. As long as he hits it once, the messenger will probably be defeated. Can't get up.
The messenger's figure was light and flexible, and he was able to dodge Elvis's attacks every time, and used the opportunity to counterattack with his own moves. Moreover, his moves are very vicious. They are all three-way moves. They specialize in people's vital points. They don't need to use too much force, but they can still achieve the effect of defeating the enemy with one move. It is a light style of play.
If the fight continues like this, Elvis will obviously suffer the most.
Gu Mengmeng frowned and suddenly thought of what Walkley said to her that night.
fire…
The last beast god messenger used fire to create an absurd belief, and then ruled the world in disguise, so that for thousands of years, no one in the beast god messenger tribe of Sioder dared to violate it.
It's a pity, I heard that no one in this tribe knows how to light fires now.
But... anyone from Saint-Nazet can order it.
Gu Mengmeng raised one corner of her lips and smiled evilly. He winked at the wound lying next to him and said, "Brother, please lend me a fire."
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