Chapter 1241

Mu Yichen immediately felt the short knife tied to his thigh and pried it into the teeth. With repeated efforts, youyou's arm was finally free.

Lisa throws in a bottle of "wound medicine" for emergency use. Mu Yichen immediately grabs youyou's arm and applies the medicine to his wound.

You you can't bear the pain. He can't help humming a few times. His shoulders rise and fall violently and his scalp is numb.

"It's a little painful. You can bear it!"

Mu Yichen didn't stop the action in his hand. After stopping the blood completely, he pulled up his clothes, crooked his head and picked up a corner with his mouth. He tore off a small step with great force and bandaged the wound skillfully.

Biting a knot at one end of the rag strip, you you immediately fell down beside Leng Moli as if he were empty, gasping heavily.

Lisa stood at the entrance of the cave and observed.

This is a trap. It's very new. It's probably just arranged.

It's not deep, but it's five or six meters deep. It's difficult to climb up with your bare hands.

Lisa said, "wait for me."

Said, turned around and left.

You you lean on the rock wall, and the wound is not serious. However, the cave is very cold and cold, with blood clotting. The wound seems to be frozen and painful.

Physical strength is nearly overdrawn. You protect the whole person. You can't lift a trace of strength.

Mu Yichen looks around. It's probably a trap for hunting animals.

He sat down beside youyou and lifted his sleeve, but it was stuck by blood.

At that moment when he fell to the ground, it was probably where he fell down. There was a broken arrow. At this moment, one end of the broken arrow went into his arm.

Along the way, he tried to bear the pain, until he lifted his sleeve, only to find the injured position, which was already bleeding.

He recalled in a trance what had just been a thrilling scene, and his mood was hard to calm for a long time.

If Lisa hadn't turned around and saved him, I was afraid that the wolf would bite him in the throat next second.

Youyou is surprised to see the wound on his arm.

"What's the matter?"

"It's OK. It's a little hurt."

He sat up with difficulty, grabbed the dagger in his hand, cut a hole in his lapel with the knife, and carefully tore his lapel to his shoulder.

He examined the wound, looked at the half arrow still stuck in the wound, bit his lip, scratched a "ten" in the wound with the knife edge, grasped the arrow and pulled it out with force, the blood spattered out.

Mu Yichen wipes off some blood beads splashed on his face. Looking at the heart of the arrow, his brow can't help wrinkling deeply.

He was worried that the arrow was poisonous.

This mountain forest is often hunted by hunters.

Many hunters will put some poison on the arrows to paralyze the nerves of wild animals.

After a moment of hesitation, he bit his teeth and kissed the wound.

After a while, he turned his head to spit out a mouthful of blood, frowned and kissed the wound persistently. Then, he tore off the rags on his body, bandaged the wound firmly, raised his head and stared at him coldly.

"What's the matter?"

You you Zheng for a long time.

It's not because of anything else, but because of Mu Yichen's skillful and agile technique. Is he often hurt like this?

"Stupid brother, do you often get hurt?"

Mu Yichen was stunned and nodded slowly: "HMM."

"Why?"

"In the past, when we were in the special training camp, when we were fighting in the field, we were often injured," said little Yi Chen