Beast World Sweet Pet: I rely on the foundation to become a boss

It's okay, it's much better now. "Feeling Feng Yi's stiffness, Luo Yang endured the pain to comfort him, the inner flesh has grown, but the surface has not yet.

"Yeah!" came the muffled voice, and Luo Yang knew that he was depressed, but it really wasn't his fault.

No more talking, Feng Yi carefully applied medicine to Luo Yang, his previous clothes were torn and he couldn't wear them at all, and the wound was on his shoulder, both front and back, so the witch doctor wrapped his upper body in the animal skin they wore .

Bai Run's shoulders seemed to be shining in the morning light, completely different from the sub-orcs in the Beast World Continent, even though Feng Yi was all about taking medicine, he couldn't help but look a few more times.

"Is it all right?" Luo Yang asked the person behind him softly after not feeling any movement for a long time.

"Well, it's done!" hurriedly looked away, Feng Yi quickly got out of bed.

"Then let's go back quickly." Speaking of which, Luoyang was about to get out of bed. He was afraid that the Qingshu witch doctor would come back to check his injuries, so it would be more at ease to go back to his own place. Who knew just stood up...

"Be careful!" Feng Yi hugged Luo Yang, only then did Luo Yang realize that his right leg seemed to be injured as well, but he ignored it because he didn't feel any pain while lying down.

Feng Yi saw that Luo Yang's facial features were distorted in pain, his heart moved, a princess hugged Luo Yang up.

"You?" Luo Yang was stunned;

"This way you don't have to walk, I'll carry you back!"

"I……"

"You're injured now, I won't listen to you." As if knowing what Luo Yang wanted to say, Feng Yi directly interrupted him, striding out.

When passing by the square, there were still many clansmen who kindly asked about the injuries of the two of them. Seeing that they were in good spirits, they were very happy, but Luo Yang blushed and buried his head in Feng Yi's chest. It was so embarrassing. I didn't expect You can still feel the princess hug in your lifetime...

Arriving at Luoyang's thatched hut, Feng Yi carefully put Luoyang on the bamboo bed, poured him water to drink and put some fruits beside the bed, and immediately made breakfast.

Luoyang is a restless character. After eating and lying down with nothing to do, he thinks about the future development of the tribe. The most important thing right now is food. Only by having enough food can we survive the winter safely.

"I don't know how much salt I have now, I should be able to make bacon!"

Luo Yang thought that he could try to make a few pieces first, and then make a large batch if he succeeded, so he directed Feng Yi to make a few pieces of bacon and smoke them on the fire, as long as there is always smoke, there is no need to keep watching.

Ten days later, Luoyang cut a piece of bacon and fried it to eat.

"Although the taste is not very good, the meat is not bad." Without the spices, this bacon is definitely not as delicious as the later generations, but the meat is worse than it is, and it is not unacceptable.

"Delicious!" Although he was recovering from his injuries these days, Luoyang was not idle. He asked him to make a stone pot for cooking. Now there are many stone pots in the tribe.

Orcs don’t like it very much, the fried ones are not enough, um... Luoyang taught everyone to use animal fat to extract oil, and use the fried oil to fry wild vegetables, which won unanimous praise from the Asian orcs. Everyone is working hard to collect wild vegetables, so There are many kinds of food.

"You should rest more." Feng Yi was very dissatisfied with Luoyang's behavior of cooking by himself. Since the time at the witch doctor's house, Luoyang has not allowed him to take medicine. Even if he covered his shoulders, he couldn't see whether the injury was getting better, so he could only let him do nothing every day to heal his injuries.

"I'm really much better. Look, my hands and feet are very flexible." Fearing that Feng Yi would not believe him, he stretched his arms and legs. Luo Yang was also very guilty. The wound healed completely on the second day after he returned to his thatched cottage, and his kneecap was also healed. After growing up, he always pretended to be injured and not recovering.

It was only because the wound on Feng Yi's back had scabbed over that he dared to say that he was healed, but he didn't know that sub-orcs were not as good as orcs in physique, and such a serious injury couldn't heal so quickly.

"Feng Yi, this bacon needs to be smoked for a little longer, let's go tell the patriarch that it can be made in large quantities."

Luoyang is eagerly preparing for a big fight. He has been busy growing mushrooms for the past few days, so he wants to go out for a run.

"You stay at home, I'll go!"

"I can..." Luoyang was only answered by Feng Yi's back, who turned into a tiger and ran away...