A deep and familiar voice came from above my head.
Hu Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then looked up in surprise.
"Long Mo, are you okay? Are you injured..."
She nervously touched Long Mo up and down, checking if he was injured.
Long Mo held her restless little hand, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a hoarse voice:
"I'm fine, I'm not hurt, don't worry."
He raised his hand and gently smoothed Hu Jiaojiao's frowned brows.
Only then did Hu Jiaojiao stop.
"Who's lying over there..." She looked at the surrounded orcs worriedly.
"Don't worry, they are fine. Two of the orcs have serious injuries. The veterinarian is treating them. There are also a few with minor injuries."
Long Mo knew what Hu Jiaojiao wanted to ask, and without waiting for her to finish, he answered her questions one by one.
Hearing this, Hu Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good."
She was afraid that there would be heavy casualties this time, but fortunately, what she worried about did not happen.
"Did you bring back the Lingshuangzhi?" Hu Jiaojiao then remembered the most important thing.
Long Mo lowered his head and saw Hu Jiaojiao's clear and expectant eyes, which were like a pool of clear water without a trace of impurities.
He nodded slightly, "I brought back a little, I don't know if it's enough."
"Just bring it back. I asked Feng Sheng, and she said that a Lingshuangzhi can wake Ling'er up." Hu Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly lit up with surprise.
Can't wait to ask:
"Where is the Ling Shuang Zhi? Let's quickly get the Ling Shuang Zhi and go back to save Ling Er!"
"Okay." Long Mo naturally would not refuse Hu Jiaojiao's words.
He nodded with a doting look in his eyes.
Holding Fox Jiaojiao's hand, he walked towards the group of orcs.
After taking only two steps, he turned around and said to Hu Qingyuan, who was standing there in a daze, not knowing whether he should follow him or not:
"Come and help get the Ling Shuang Zhi."
Only then did Hu Qingyuan follow.
He curled his lips and complained in a low voice:
"Don't you have arms? It's such a small thing, but you still need my help to carry it..."
He stopped and his eyes fell on the dozen or so large animal skin bags in front of Long Mo, and he fell into deep thought.
…
Soon, the living room of Hu Jiaojiao's house was filled with animal skin bags.
There was barely enough space for two small steps.
After Hu Qingyuan and a group of orcs helped deliver the Lingshuangzhi, they went to ask Fengsheng to come over.
After all, only Feng Sheng knew how to save Long Linger.
Not long after, Fengsheng arrived.
As soon as Feng Sheng entered the room and saw the living room full of animal skin bags, he thought he had walked into the wrong stone house.
He stepped out, looked around again, made sure he was not in the wrong place, and went back in.
The animal skin bags were still full.
What is going on
"Fengsheng, you're here, come upstairs quickly." Hu Jiaojiao poked her head out from the stairs and waved at her as she walked down.
Feng Sheng then walked over the animal skin bag with difficulty.
It was not easy to get to the room with Hu Jiaojiao.
Long Mo was standing beside the bed, his stern face showing a hint of fatigue, but he still stood straight, guarding Long Linger.
Seeing two people coming in, he consciously moved away.
He moved sideways to give the two of them the closest space.
"Where is the Lingshuangzhi?" Feng Sheng looked around and his eyes fell on the bulging animal skin bag at Long Mo's feet.
As soon as he finished speaking, Long Mo took out a transparent mushroom covered with blood from the animal skin bag.
The blood lines are like the heart of a newborn baby, still beating vigorously.
Even after so long since it was picked from the Wild Soul Forest, the Lingshuangzhi has not changed at all from when it was first picked, as if it is still growing in the soil.
"Ling Shuangzhi is here. How can we wake Ling'er up?" Long Mo handed Ling Shuangzhi over and asked in a deep voice.
Feng Sheng looked over and saw that the Lingshuangzhi in Long Mo's hand was the same as what she had heard from the old orcs in the tribe, and nodded.
only…
Why does this animal skin bag containing Lingshuangzhi look so familiar
What’s in such a big bag? Could it be all Lingshuangzhi
Feng Sheng quickly gave up the idea.
How is this possible? Lingshuangzhi is so precious, the animal skin bag should be filled with other things brought back from the Wild Soul Forest!
Thinking of this, Feng Sheng's doubts dissipated a little.
Under Hu Jiaojiao's expectant gaze, he took the Lingshuangzhi.
A cool and soft touch came over me.
The soft Lingshuangzhi feels as cold as ice.
It's like frozen tender tofu, but it's not frozen hard at all.
It was exactly the same as the orcs in the tribe had described the Lingshuangzhi.
Feng Sheng was still a little surprised just by touching this strange thing with her own hands. Soon, she transformed her hand into sharp claws and cut the Lingshuangzhi with her claws.
Pick out the blood lines inside that look like blood vessels.
"Ling Shuang Zhi is not meant to be eaten directly. The essence of Ling Shuang Zhi is inside these blood lines. If you cut the blood lines, the juice inside will flow out through the opening."
As she spoke, she cut open the blood line.
Drops of red liquid fell from the opening of the blood line like pearls.
Feng Sheng was quick to act and pinched open Long Linger's lips, allowing the liquid to drip into her mouth.
This liquid looks exactly like blood.
It smells sweet, like the smell of some sweet fruit being cut.
A few minutes later.
The last drop of liquid flows out.
The originally round Lingshuangzhi became flat like a balloon that had lost its air.
Feng Sheng took the used Ling Shuang Zhi aside.
"Is this all right? How long will it take for Ling'er to wake up?"
Hu Jiaojiao stared at Long Linger intently, and couldn't help but clench the corners of her clothes with both hands.
Long Mo silently reached out his hand, put her little hand in his own, and signaled her not to be anxious.
"It depends on how long it takes Ling'er to absorb all the energy from Lingshuangzhi." Feng Sheng pursed his lips and explained, shaking his head.
"But..." She looked at Hu Jiaojiao's nervous expression, bit her lip, and was about to speak when several childish voices suddenly came from outside the door.
"Mother! Father!"
"Mother, is Ling'er awake?"
A few kids pushed the door open and popped their heads in one after another.
Four heads were stacked on top of each other, looking anxiously into the house.
Yin Cang stood behind them. Although he did not squeeze in, his gaze was so hot that it had already penetrated the door and looked at Long Linger.
"Yuer, why are you back?" Hu Jiaojiao looked at the cubs with puzzled eyes.
At this time they should be practicing hunting skills with Xieman.
She wanted to wait until Ling'er woke up before telling them.
I didn't expect the cubs to come back first.
Long Zhong couldn't wait and came in directly. "We heard that Daddy was back, so we told Uncle Xieman that we were back first."
Long Yu, Long Xiu and others also came in.
How could they not be there when Ling'er woke up!
No matter what happens or what the consequences are, they must face it together with their mother.
Long Yao used his white and tender little hand to grasp Hu Jiaojiao's index finger, and a childish voice came out:
"Mother, Sister Ling'er will definitely wake up."