Xia Yuanqiu said angrily: "Beasts, these people are worse than beasts. They can come up with such vicious methods."
Zhu Yan threw away the iron hook, took a cloth to wipe his hands, and sighed: "I have seen even more cruel things. Once humans go astray, there is really nothing they can't do."
At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside, and Xia Yuanqiu quickly pulled King Behemoth and Zhu Yan into the jade bracelet space.
It is obviously not good for them to fight against them in such a place with many institutions. It is better to wait for these people to find out that the people are empty, and they will rush out to pursue them. Then they will go out and fight head-on with the sky high and the sky high. Never been afraid of anyone.
In the jade bracelet space, as soon as Xia Yuanqiu appeared with King Behemoth in his arms, the group of Behemoth beasts who were sitting on the grass in a daze of boredom rushed towards him.
Chirping, she said that she was hungry and wanted to eat the food she cooked.
Xia Yuanqiu put King Behemoth in his arms on the ground and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious about food. Let's see who I brought for you."
Xiao Ling jumped forward, walked around twice in front of King Behemoth who was trembling with his eyes closed, shook his head and said, "Who is it? How does it look like us?"
Xiao Ling is a little Behemoth born later in the Behemoth tribe. As for King Behemoth, it has only listened to the elders' constant stories, but has never seen it with its own eyes.
In its mind, King Behemoth must be tall and mighty, not as thin as it is in front of him.
At this time, Elder Beamon squeezed to the front, and it saw King Beamon at a glance, with its extremely special gray fur and the drop-shaped mark on its forehead that represented the king.
It jumped up in fright and threw itself in front of King Behemoth. Crystal tears quickly fell from the corners of its eyes: "Your Majesty, is it really you? Your Majesty!"
The entire Behemoth clan was stunned. They couldn't believe that the thin and weak Behemoth in front of them was their King Behemoth.
King Beamon raised his eyelids with difficulty, looked at Elder Beamon in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you still recognize me?"
The elder knelt down in front of King Behemoth and cried: "Your Majesty, don't you recognize me? I am Amo!"
King Behemoth's eyes also filled with tears: "Amo? My biological brother Amo?"
Amo kept nodding, looking at his brother's miserable condition, his eyes kept rolling down: "Brother, it's me, it's me! If I can see my brother alive, Amo will be willing to die."
Xia Yuanqiu brought the spiritual spring water to King Behemoth's mouth: "Drink some water, this will be very good for your injury recovery."
Not to mention whether it is good for the recovery of the injury, even if it is not good at all, it still urgently needs water to quench its thirst. The reason why its throat is hoarse is because it is too dry, so dry that there is barely any smoke.
King Behemoth drank a large bowl of spiritual spring water and finally regained some of his energy. His voice was no longer hoarse and had a little more strength.
Xia Yuanqiu took out the wound medicine and applied it to the wound on King Behemoth's back.
Amo pulled Xia Yuanqiu aside and asked in a low voice: "Miss Xia, how is my eldest brother injured? Can it be cured?"
Xia Yuanqiu sighed: "His injuries were not serious. The main reason why he became like this now was due to excessive blood loss. According to him, someone would come to draw blood from it every ten days. For hundreds of years, it has been It has not stopped, and recently the blood collection has become more frequent, and blood collection has to be done every few days, which is the biggest reason why it has become so weak."