Doomsday god-level breeder

Yu Xiao came over quickly and said eagerly: "Xun Yi, have you found the healing potion yet?"

Xun Ye, who knew he couldn't help him, had already begun to dig the magic crystal consciously.

But Xun Yi said, if possible, don't waste any magic crystals, he is now a small expert in collecting magic crystals, and he is very proficient in his business.

Hearing Yu Xiao's question, Xun Ye said bluntly: "Xun Yi's morality exploded today. He killed dozens of zombies with only a low level. He really broke out a healing potion. He came back immediately after getting the potion."

"Great, great." Yu Xiao finally burst into tears.

Li Rui looked at her strangely, not understanding why she was so sure that even if Xun Yi had healing potions, he would definitely use them for Huacheng?

"Thanks for your hard work."

Huacheng's expression also relaxed, and he looked at Xun Yi softly.

Xun Yi didn't look at him, he carefully picked up the fabric of Huacheng's wound with the tip of the knife, and carefully cut open the trousers with the tip of the knife, completely exposing the wound.

"Xun Ye, find a bottle of baijiu with the highest alcohol content." Xun Yi ordered.

Xun Ye responded, and he had already gone to the wine cabinet to look for wine, and soon came over with a bottle.

Xun Yi unscrewed the bottle cap, looked at Huacheng, "Can you bear it?"

Huacheng looked at the bottle of high-altitude liquor and smiled weakly, "You may want to let me rely on you."

Xun Yi took out a clean piece of clothing from his backpack and handed it to Huacheng.

Huacheng laughed helplessly, and bit the dress into his mouth.

Xun Yi looked at him.

Huacheng took a deep breath and nodded.

Xun Yi poured liquor on the wound, Huacheng's whole body was tense, the pain caused his leg muscles to tremble, and the veins in his arms were bulging due to the forceful clenching of his fists.

The white wine kept pouring down, and the blood stains on the wound were washed away layer by layer, exposing the clean flesh around the wound. The dirty blood was washed away, and clean and fresh blood flowed out from the wound.

Hua Cheng was probably in extreme pain, he raised his arms to wrap his arms around Xun Yi, and buried his head in Xun Yi's shoulder.

Xun Yi paused while pouring the wine, and then continued. After he was sure that the wound had been rinsed clean and there would be no more blood from the zombies, he put down the wine bottle and held the arrow in his right hand.

Yu Xiao was so distressed that she didn't dare to look at it, so she could only turn her back and cry silently.

Xun Yi exerted force on his hand, and it took some effort to pull out the arrow tip that was stuck in the flesh and blood. Fortunately, Xun Yi's current strength was comparable to others, and it was not impossible to pull out the arrow with bare hands.

"Well--!"

Huacheng exhaled in pain, his voice could only be muffled in the cloth, he hugged Xun Yi's arm and tightened it to the extreme, almost breaking Xun Yi's shoulder with such strength.

Xun Yi pulled out forcefully, and as the arrow tip was pulled out, blood sprayed out.

Xun Yi didn't care about the bleeding wound, took out a light red potion, lifted the cork with his thumb, supported Huacheng's head, made him turn to himself, and pulled out the clothes in his mouth.

"Open your mouth."

Huacheng was already dazed by the pain, and Xun Yi's familiar smell filled his breath.

He opened his mouth, and Xun Yi poured the potion into his mouth. After swallowing the potion, his originally blurred mind suddenly regained consciousness, and the pain in the wound quickly receded.

Soon, he couldn't even feel the pain, only his violent panting was left.

Xun Yi kept staring at the wound, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after seeing the wound healed.

"Okay, take a break, it's all right."

Xun Yi patted Huacheng's shoulder to show comfort.

Huacheng was exhausted and could barely sit still, so Xun Yi just squatted on the ground, letting him hug him for a while.

No one spoke in the hut, except for the low cries of a few survivors, the only sound left was Ludi digging the zombies.

Yu Xiao heard Xun Yi's words and turned around. Seeing Huacheng's legs that had recovered to the original state, she began to cry silently again, and went to help him up. Xun Yi couldn't just squat on the ground like this.

"Does it still hurt?"

Distressed, Yu Xiao wiped the sweat from Huacheng's face and the splattered zombie blood with his sleeve.

Huacheng leaned on the counter, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled, his lips were still a little pale, he didn't feel the pain anymore, but he was still a little weak.

Xun Yi stood up and went to the back to look for things. After searching for a long time, he only found a few bottles of mineral water.

Unscrew the lid and hand it to Huacheng, "Drink a little."

Huacheng kept looking at Xun Yi, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and reached out to take it.

"Thank you."

Xun Yi unscrewed a bottle himself, drank half of it in one gulp, then took his backpack to search again, found a can of eight-treasure porridge from inside, opened the lid and handed it to Huacheng, without asking Huacheng if he wanted to eat it or not, that's all. Done.

Huacheng took it and said with a smile: "I think I may need to eat some red dates now."

Xun Yi didn't change his face, "You are not a woman."

After learning what a woman loses blood, use brown sugar and red dates to replenish blood.

Huacheng laughed out loud without any excuses, and started eating with a small spoon.

Xun Yi searched for some more snacks, gave Yu Xiao a can and Li Rui a bag of biscuits, without asking if they were thirsty or not, he put the remaining two bottles of mineral water into his backpack.

They had hands and feet, and if they were thirsty, they would naturally find water to drink. Xun Yi thought that there was no need to take care of them.