Fortunately, the wind has brought the powder to the bottom, and Yuan Zhan has been lucky enough to not be affected.

  He looked at his Priest Da Ren deeply and turned and the monsters from his side.

  There are not many monsters remaining. When Yuan Zhan entered The Awu residence, The Awu Chief greeted him while killing the enemy.

  "Uh Awu……"

  Yuan Zhan couldn't understand what the strong man was saying, he took the time to hold his right fist and rub it on his left chest.

  The Awu Tribe Chief subconsciously returned the greeting to his same movement.

  Yuan Zhan pointed the southwest with a sharpened wooden stick. "There, their leader, kill!"

  The Awu Tribe Chief couldn't understand his words, but he also saw what he meant, and immediately had the power to fight. The people screamed and followed Yuan Zhan to the highland grasses in the southwest.

  Twenty of The Awu Tribe rushed to the southwest with the Chief.

  "Hey-!" The sharp voice rang again.

  The monsters began to retreat to the southwest after hearing the cry, as if they wanted to protect their leader.

  Fighting morale sometimes depends not only on strength, but also on momentum.

  The leader of the little monsters was scared when he saw his own tribe suddenly falling down by a large number near the enemy in the opposite highland. He was not afraid of face-to-face killing and fighting, but he was afraid of such confused power. He didn't even dare to send his men to attack the men on the high ground. Instead, he planned to take a few prey's bodies and retreat.

  But the tall enemy who could change the earth wall actually led the enemy who was supposed to be the prey to kill him, and the terrible man standing behind the earth wall also moved.

  The little boss thought that the terrible man would also attack him. He immediately ordered the little monsters to escape, and he did not even have a few prey.

  The defeat that was supposed to be easy ended up with them defeated.

  After Yuan Zhan picked up stone-pick and threw it and after the little monsters boss's head was cut the remaining monsters almost did not manage escape, and most of them were besieged by the angry Wu Tribe.

  Yan Mo walked down from the blocked wall. One thing he saw was that he saw The Awu below were safe. The second was that he didn't know what to do with the little monsters who fell to the ground.

  In his heart, he wanted to kill those monsters as a deterrence, but he does not dare to do it.

  According to the rules of the previous guidelines for adding and subtracting scum points, although he used poison to paralyze up those monsters, but its because those monsters first attacked him actively, he should not add othercrdeath scum deathscum value regardless of how much he turned, even if all the monsters died it all the same.

  However, after those monsters had lost their ability to move, if he completely kill them, there is 100% that he will be killed by The Guide because he had killed other creatures.

  Although he has not been sure, this is only his speculation, but he is afraid to take risks.

  He left the monsters lying there because they will naturally be dealt with by The Awu people, and he just needs to pretend like it ain't none of his business.

  The Awu Tribe Chief lets the tribesmen pick up the wounded remnants and dispatch people to find the dead and wounded people and then carry them back. And he himself went to Yuan Zhan and spoke his gratefulness to him.

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  Yuan Zhan nodded to him and turned to Yan Mo who was slowly coming over……

  Yan Mo walked slowly because he couldn't wait to see his scum points. He just saw the light from his right palm, and he guessed it was reduced to a thousand points. He thought that his surgical tools were back. He feel almost excited.

  Therefore, when Yuan Zhan saw Yan Mo, he saw the uncontrollable happiness in this person's eyes. Yuan Zhan thought that the teenager was happy to destroy so many enemies and patted his head.

  Yan Mo slapped him. When is this? When did I say you could touch my head! Are you trying to kill majestic posture of a Great Priest?

  Yuan Zhan couldn't help but touched him again. His Priest had the ability to disabled so many monsters. But how did that made him think I would be afraid of him?

  Yan Mo was so angry that he hit him with his head.

  Several of The Awu Tribe bypassed Yan Mo and rushed to the highlands where he came from. They wondered what was going on there, especially the earth wall that suddenly came out. They saw the movement of the two men touching their heads and bumping their heads, and thought that it was a special way of communication between their families.

  The Chief followed him up again, uneasy and truly grateful: "Thank you for saving us, the bodies of all the enemies can be divided into half of you."

  Yan Mo did not feel happy at all, and gave them so much. What is he going to do with the monsters? Eat? Their a few genes away from being full fledged humans

  Maybe those monsters are similar to a lot of meat in The Awu Tribe's eyes. Yan Mo can see this by watching the complicated faces of The Awu Tribe members who are still alive. They are sad and many people are hurt, but they are happy this time. There are so many meat harvests, so many little monsters, when all the meat is marinated, and they don't have to worry about this winter.

  An old man came to them in the presence of several The Awu Tribe members.

  "Thank you for saving my people, where are you from?" The Awu Priest was grateful, but they talked a bit awkward

  Yan Mo didn't feel strange. When he talked to The Awu child, he found that The Awu Tribe had few words, and words like guests, guests, and rewards might not exist in their language.

  He nodded to The Old man and turned his head to Yuan Zhan. "I want to help them save their people."

  Yuan Zhan frowned, but did not stop him. Seeing Yan Mo moving, he did not care about the The Priest and the Chief, but walked behind Yan Mo as if he was a responsible man for protecting him.

  The Awu Tribe Chief and the Priest followed because they do not know what the two men are going to do.

  When the bald boy was kneeling in front of the injured tribe, the Tribe members seemed to be taken aback. Several people around him also asked with fear: "What are they going to do?"

  The Awu Tribe Chief ran straight at them. The Old man also immediately followed.

  The wounded member of The Awu was almost out of order. Some people want to carry him to the place where the wounded are concentrated. He shook his head and told everyone to leave him alone. He thought he was going to die. He even felt it himself but he saw the bald boy who I have never seen before.

  Yan Mo looked at the man who had a stone-pick plunged into the right chest.

  Fortunately, stone-pick is relatively small, the wound area is not large, but this person may have his lung injured, his breathing was like a broken wind, it seems that even drawing breath is extremely laborious.

  The lungs actually have a good self-repairing ability, and are relatively easy to tolerate the penetrating injuries. The general lung tissue leaks and bleeding will soon stop. On the contrary, if it is a blunt injury, which is commonly known as internal injury. Because of the large area of ??injury and the possibility of secondary reactive changes, if it is not handled properly, the injury is likely to be life-threatening.

  Yan Mo took the injured man wrist and checked for a diagnosis and observed all the appearance features of the other man.

  The injury did not lead to too much blood loss, only the breathing is more serious. It is reasonable that he will need to do a chest examination, sew the leaking bronchus and also the bleeding blood vessels, and then suture the torn lung tissue. If necessary, it must be severely broken he will need to do a local resection of lung tissue. It's just that these things are simple to say. In such an environment, it is almost impossible to do a successful thoracotomy, unless he does not care about each other's life and death.

  If the treatment does not save maybe the The Awu Tribe will also suspect that he has any strange purpose. After all, he needs to cut through the other body directly. This is probably similar to killing in the uncivilized savage era

  However, as a doctor, he is always accustomed by the heavy and light stare. If there is no way to rescue someone he will still not give up.

  This injury is really difficult to treat but do you think that will make Yan Mo give up treating the wounded who is more likely to be saved. He will think that it is the embarrassment of his medical skills.

  However, from the size of this stone-pick, perhaps he does not need to do open chest treatment, it is not impossible to suture the damaged area directly from the wound.

  The people who ran up to the highlands ran back down. The Awu Tribe was full of awe and looked at Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo. One of them ran to his Chief and told him the scene he saw on the high ground.

  He heard that there were more monsters falling, and The Awu Tribe Chief quickly told them to kill the still breathing monsters, and looked at Yan Mo with a more awe-inspiring look, even if he didn't dare to approach them.

  Yan Mo turned to The Awu Tribe Chief and The Awu Tribe Chief stepped forward with a little doubt and anxiety.

  Yan Mo reached out and smiled at him first.

  The handsome and kind appearance of the young man gave The Awu Tribe Chief great comfort, and he also smile back at the teenager.

  So when Yan Mo put his hand on his forehead, he didn't resist.

  Yan Mo said: "We are from the Jiu…… Yuan tribe, The Mountain God Human-face bird Jiu Feng is the patron saint of my tribe, I am the Priest of the ancestral god and The Mountain God Jiu Feng, The Mountain God Jiu Feng saw you were in danger, he told me to come and bring the warrior blessed by the Earth God to save you."

  The Awu Tribe Chief's eyes widened, and when he clearly couldn't understand the pronunciation of the boy, but in his head understood it!

  Priest! Priest of The Human-face Bird! God! God did not abandon them! The Awu Tribe Chief was crying excitedly.

  Looking at the brawny man with red eyes in front of him, Yan Mo's mouth twitched and he continued to hold the stick. "You are the people recognized by The Mountain God Jiu Feng, and also my people, I will not give up on you, many injured people can still be saved but I need your help to save these people, please help me according to my instructions."

  "Yes! Priest Da Ren!" The Awu Tribe Chief tears came out, he had a strange feeling, he always feel that The Awu Tribe members will be completely different after today.

  Because they are people recognized by God! God's Priest also regarded them as his own people! Their Awu Tribe may not be hungry again!

  After listening to Yan Mo's instructions, The Awu Tribe Chief suddenly got up and walked with his head held high.

  The Awu Tribe looked at him together, especially the elderly Priest who was afraid that their Chief would be hurt by the strangers.

  Yuan Zhan stared deeply at the boy. This guy definitely has a lot of things he hasn't told him. For example, this kind of hand pressing on someone's head can let others understand his words. He is not the Priest of the ancestors, he really knows better than him but any of the rituals he done and the Old Priest was amazed.

  "God did not give up on us! God sent his Priest and the warrior blessed by The God Of The Earth to help us! We have not been abandoned by God!" The Awu Tribe Chief shouted, he wanted to convey the excitement and joy to each The tribe member tp let everyone know that they are God-recognized people.

  The Awu Tribe were surprised at first, but after their Chief repeatedly shouted it so loudly, many people also expressed joy and excitement.

  It is clear that there are still wounded members everywhere, and there are still many people who are suffering, but The Awu Tribe has seen hope, even the wounded face has revealed a desire for life and an strange sense of pride.

  The Old Priest did not cheer, he just stared at the teenager and slowly walked to the teenager.

  "You are God's Priest?" The Old man was skeptical.

  Yan Mo also knows that his current image is not awing at all, but he can make up for it with temperament.

  "Yes, are you The Priest here? I need your help." The teenager smiled and his words were peaceful.

  The Old man couldn't understand. What Yan Mo wanted was this exact effect. He also extended his hand to The Old man head

  The Old man hesitated.

  After three seconds, Yan Mo put his hands down, got up, and followed The Awu Tribe members, who were carrying the wounded, to the biggest tent in Awu Tribe land - he was almost going to die from the cold! It's hard to endure not to tremble!

  The Old man's mouth couldn't close and he thought did his Priest ancestors gave up on him? This this…… ——