Long Mo seemed to have fainted, leaning against the wall without moving, and did not even respond to Ying Yuan's questions.
Ying Yuan felt something was wrong and walked slowly closer with a frown.
Only after getting closer did he smell a faint smell of rotting flesh and blood on Long Mo's body.
Is this guy injured
When did it happen
Ying Yuan stretched out his hand to wake Long Mo up, but before his hand touched his shoulder, the pair of golden animal eyes suddenly opened, emitting a cold and bloodthirsty light.
It seemed that if he stretched his hand forward a little bit more, he would cut off his hand without hesitation.
Ying Yuan's whole body trembled. The murderous intent frightened him so much that he quickly withdrew his hand and took two steps back.
After a few breaths, he calmed down and said in a deep voice:
"Long Mo, you are injured but why are you coming out with us?"
His tone was affirmative.
He had great confidence in his senses.
"It has nothing to do with you." Long Mo gradually withdrew his murderous intent, glanced at Ying Yuan coldly, took out a few herbs from the package he carried with him, crushed them in his palm, and then took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles.
He wiped the herbal residue on his back with his backhand.
Only then did Ying Yuan discover that there was an arm-long scar on his back. The scar had no scab, but pus was oozing out of it. There was some green residue on it, which should have been left by Long Mo when he applied medicine.
Long Mo's technique is very skillful.
It seemed as if it had been repeated countless times.
Since he couldn't see the wound, he relied entirely on his intuition, but he was able to apply the herbs on the wound accurately.
The wound was obviously painful, but Long Mo remained calm, as if he was just taking a bath in clean water.
The muscles on his body bulged with his movements, forming arcs that outlined his strength.
Even Ying Yuan was amazed.
Is this guy insensitive to pain
"I was wondering why you came out with me. It turned out that it was to avoid Hu Jiaojiao and didn't want her to know about your injuries?" Long Mo guessed what he was thinking almost instantly.
In this respect, he and Long Mo are actually very similar.
But Long Mo was a beast, and he treated himself even more cruelly, to the point of not caring about his life.
If it weren't for Hu Jiaojiao, Ying Yuan estimated that he would have lost his life long ago.
Long Mo paused and glanced at Ying Yuan coldly:
"Don't mind your own business."
He put on the animal skin again. His face was still pale, but there was no sign of anything unusual in his expression.
"If you dare to say a single word of nonsense to Jiaojiao, I will pull out your tongue."
Ying Yuan is not afraid of him, and he is not a coward.
But this time, he did not do anything with Long Mo, and snorted coldly:
"Don't worry, I'm not that free. Even if you die, I won't say a word to Hu Jiaojiao."
No male wants to make his partner worry about him.
Perhaps because he could understand Long Mo's feelings, he did not argue with him. This was also the most harmonious time the two of them appeared in the same frame.
Ying Yuan returned to his previous seat and sat down, looking meaningfully at the cold-faced Long Mo.
"I remember that you haven't been injured since you returned to the tribe. Where did you get this injury?"
The injury must be very serious for the pus to have oozed to this extent.
He also never heard from the veterinarian about Long Mo being injured. This kind of thing is difficult to keep secret.
This guy had never seen a veterinarian at all, and he didn't want to let any orcs know about it. I'm afraid he would have kept it a secret if it wasn't for the worsening of his condition and he was afraid that Hu Jiaojiao would find out and come out with them.
To what extent is the secret concealed
Until he deteriorates to the point where he cannot be cured, until he dies
This time, Long Mo didn't even bother to look at Ying Yuan, and had no intention of answering him at all.
Ying Yuan narrowed his sharp eagle eyes, looked at Long Mo inquiringly, and soon thought of something.
Continued:
"I remember now, the only time you were injured was when you were hunting in the camp outside the Leihe tribe, and a cow scratched the dragon scales on your back!"
The location is right.
But!
Why did such a small wound deteriorate to its current extent after so long
This is too unbelievable.
"You dragon orcs who failed to transform will have low self-healing ability, but your self-healing speed is too slow. I remember that your self-healing speed was not this fast before."
Ying Yuan looked at Long Mo with suspicion.
Trying to find something fishy from his cold face.
"Speaking of which, after your dragon race's transformation failed, besides your weak self-healing ability, are there any other sequelae?"
"You can shut up now." Long Mo interrupted him with a dark face.
This bird is usually not very smart, but at this moment its brain is working very quickly.
Ying Yuan sneered, "Don't think I'm worried about you. I just don't want the tribe to lose a fighting orc. If you die, with Hu Jiaojiao's ability, you won't have to worry about having a bad life in the future, but..."
"She may end up lying in the arms of another male, and your cubs will have to call another beast daddy."
Long Mo's face was so dark that ink seemed to drip out.
He picked up a stone and threw it at Ying Yuan.
Ying Yuan dodged instinctively and was about to laugh at Long Mo's poor aim when the stone hit the wall behind him.
The wall behind him was loose, a stone was knocked down, and the wall behind him collapsed.
There was a loud "boom" and dust rose up. Before Ying Yuan could react, he was crushed by the falling rocks and got a bump on his head.
Long Mo sat there expressionlessly.
I interrupted Ying Yuan just now because I didn't want him to guess the truth.
Only he knew that the weak self-healing ability of the dragon orcs after their failed transformation was only an initial phenomenon.
In the middle stage, the disease will heal slowly and even a small wound can become very serious or even fatal.
If it reaches the later stage, the wound will completely lose its ability to heal itself, and you can only pray for luck and avoid getting hurt. Otherwise, even if a needle pierces a small hole, you will just wait to die.
The only solution is to return to the Dragon Tribe and undergo a second transformation.
"Found it! We found it!"
Two bird-tribe orcs flew back from the horizon. Their voices came closer and closer, and reached Long Mo's ears before they landed.
As soon as he raised his eyes, two bird-tribe orcs landed at the entrance of the cave.
He shook off the snow on his feathers, transformed into a human form, and said excitedly:
"Long Mo, Ying Yuan, we just found traces of the female outside, not far from this cave!"
The orc was so excited that he was about to take Long Mo to see it in person.
"Are you sure he is a member of Feng Sheng's tribe?" Long Mo asked calmly.
The orc shook his head. "I'm not sure yet, but the number is correct, and the location is not much different from what Feng Sheng said. The direction is correct."
"Luckily, this heavy snow allowed us to stop and rest, otherwise we would have missed it!"
Another orc said cheerfully.
The two of them talked back and forth, and after they finished, they realized that Long Mo was the only one there.
"Eh? Where's Ying Yuan? Why isn't he here?"
"Has Yingyuan also gone out to explore the way?"