God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet
Chapter 348: Beast World 63
When the dry season comes, the most venomous thing is the sun in the sky.
The temperature has risen a lot recently, and it has reached more than 30 degrees.
Everyone was sweating profusely from the heat every day, and their expressions were dumbfounded.
Not only the adults look listless, even the little cubs don't like to go out to play.
Ningmeng turned into a human form, her black hair was tied high behind her head, turned into a ball shape, and then fixed with a black hairpin.
Carrying a small basket on her back and holding an equally small and exquisite sickle in her hand, she walked out of the cave towards the outside of the tribe.
Since Yuelu left, Ningmeng has been acting as a tribe physician. Anyone in the tribe who is unwell will come to Ningmeng.
Ningmeng's medical skills are better than Yuelu's medical skills, almost no matter how serious the injury passed through her hand, she became insignificant. And it will not be the same as before, even if the wound has been bandaged by Moon Dew, it still hurts for ten days and a half.
With the contrast of Ningmeng, everyone's last regret for Yuelu was gone.
Ningmeng was carrying a small basket and a scythe in his hand to gather medicine in the forest near the tribe.
In fact, she didn't need to do this, Qi Yu sent two people every day to help Ningmeng pick the medicine.
Otherwise, after waiting for the dry season to come and everything is exhausted, even if Lemon Meng knows how to heal, it will not help if there is no herbal medicine.
And Ningmeng herself couldn't be idle. When she was in the animal shape, she often couldn't help but jump, even if she was locked in a small schoolbag by Qi Yu, she would have to quietly stick out a head to be reconciled.
Now that she has become a human being, she has hands and feet, and Ningmeng can't stand it anymore.
There are many herbs in the forest, and there are a lot of lemons that are picked casually.
Until, when Ningmeng was collecting herbs, Yu Guang suddenly glanced at the thin legs behind the bushes not far away.
Ningmeng was taken aback, and she immediately stood up straight, grabbed the sickle in her hand, and stared at that place vigilantly: "Who is there? Come out!"
After Ningmeng's words landed, the people in the grass paused.
Then, several people walked out of the lush grass.
These men are thin and thin, just like homeless people who have been wandering for a long time. They are all dirty and unkempt, as if they have not taken care of themselves for a long time.
Ningmeng opened her eyes and looked at them. She only found one just now, but now they have come out so many.
One to six?
It seems that I can't beat it, what should I do, should I run?
Ningmeng took two steps back, already thinking in her mind whether she would run back faster in human form, or just turn back into a red panda and roll back faster.
Those people saw her intention, and the man in the lead said, "No, we have no evil intentions towards you. We are here to surrender."
Huh?
This voice seemed familiar.
Ningmeng turned her gaze on the man who spoke.
The man seemed to see the doubts in Ningmeng's heart. He smiled and showed a big white tooth that was extremely inconsistent with his dark skin: "It's me, I am He Zheng, a member of the Cang Yue tribe, let's go I’ve met this time. I would also like to thank you for talking about this. If it weren’t for you and the people in your tribe, the Rock Tribe would not let us go so quickly."
Hearing what he said, Ningmeng suddenly remembered.
This person was the one who was bullied by some lion and beasts last time by the river, and finally pretended to be dead.