Plop, plop~!
The warriors from the surrounding tribes all knelt down before Song Yang.
Song Yang asked: "What are you doing?"
These soldiers all raised their heads and spoke at once.
"Powerful warrior, please help me heal my wounds too!"
"I'm blind now. I can't shoot arrows anymore, and I can't be a warrior anymore. I don't want this to happen!"
"Me! My arm is broken, please help me connect it, I can still continue to fight!"
"Powerful warrior, I am willing to be your slave. Please help me heal this wound on my stomach. If I return to the tribe like this, I will end up being a useless person."
"And me, my leg is broken!"
"My ears were cut off!"
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Hearing the requests of these tribal warriors, Song Yang felt a headache.
He wanted to leave, but he was surrounded and couldn't leave easily.
These tribal warriors were all covered in blood and were crying as they spoke.
Song Yang was not a heartless man. In the end, he was fed up with what people said and decided to help others to the end. He directly bought a stack of treatment cards in the system mall.
Then Song Yang said loudly: "All of you line up, come one by one. If anyone cuts in line, everyone will give up treatment!"
After hearing Song Yang's words, all the soldiers cheered.
They lined up in an orderly queue.
Song Yang was stunned by this situation.
As for you, even the soldiers in the honor guard can't do it so quickly and neatly!
A man should do what he says!
While Song Yang was slandering, he started to do things.
The first person was a tribal warrior who had lost an ear. After he came over, Song Yang slapped him in the face where his ear was broken.
Ah~!
The warrior with the broken ear screamed.
Song Yang said: "Howl a few times! Stand still!"
The warrior with the broken ear immediately stood still, not daring to move!
Song Yang said: "That's right, let me give you a massage to relax you."
He aimed at the ear and kept hitting it, making the soldier grimace in pain.
At the same time, Song Yang secretly put a treatment card on the man.
The bleeding at the site of the soldier's broken ear stopped immediately, and some small buds of flesh slowly grew out.
His injuries are starting to heal!
The second one was a tribal warrior with a gash on his stomach. Song Yang grabbed him by the collar and threw him out.
There was a loud bang, and the tribal warrior screamed and fell to the ground in a big shape.
He straightened up in fear and looked at the wound on his stomach, only to find that the wound had healed and was slowly closing. The wound where the intestines could be seen had completely disappeared.
The third one was a man with a blind eye, and Song Yang kicked him in the stomach.
When he was kicked out, his eyes were recovering. If the picture is frozen, you can see that his eyes seemed to be covered up by the painter.
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All the tribal warriors who lined up were taught a lesson by Song Yang during the treatment opportunity.
Although Song Yang was very ruthless in his heart, the tribal warriors who were beaten were all very happy.
They looked at the healing wounds on their bodies and grinned happily.
They expressed great respect, awe and gratitude to Song Yang, the great wizard of the Tianya tribe.
It was Song Yang who gave them a new life.
In the hearts of these rescued Sharp Fang Tribe warriors, Song Yang is like a little sun, with love in his kindness that warms their hearts!