He looked around and decided to find a secluded place to treat his wound first.
There should be some medicine left in the secret compartment.
Safeng thought of Ye Feng's recklessness and started to feel unhappy again: "Is this what you call being cautious?"
“I just like to be direct.”
Ye Feng searched along the mountain and soon found a place sheltered from the wind.
Safeng criticized without hesitation: "It's so direct and audacious."
"...It's indeed risky, but I'm used to close-quarters combat; it's faster and saves time."
"Habit? Then I can tell you responsibly that close combat is the stupidest habit here."
The more Safeng spoke, the angrier he became. This man's refusal to listen to advice, his self-willed behavior, and his habit of taking risks in battle gave him a headache.
Ye Feng explained in a rare good-tempered manner: "I know that these beasts are indeed not suitable for head-on confrontation, but the situation is urgent, so I can only choose the method that I am best at."
He actually understood what it felt like to have someone who was always against him and he had no way to deal with it.
But even though he understood it, he couldn't change it.
It is impossible for him to follow other people's orders in everything, especially in critical moments when opportunities are fleeting.
Moreover, he has his own judgment and persistence.
"Even if that's the case, few people would do it like you!"
Ye Feng's fighting styles all have a desperate attitude. They are ferocious enough, but lack self-protection. It is easy to hurt a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of his own.
"Indeed, if you are not careful, you will pay a heavy price."
Ye Feng didn't argue, leaning against the mountain, opened the secret compartment, took out the scraper, and just as he was about to start, he thought about it and reminded: "It might hurt a little, just bear with it."
Now that both of them were in the same body, the pain should be the same.
But that doesn't make sense when you think about it. This person's mental strength is at level 2S, so he should be more sensitive to pain than him.
"You think I'm afraid of pain?!"
Safeng was filled with evil fire at the moment, and he could be ignited by just striking a match.
Ye Feng quickly changed his words and said with a smile: "You are definitely not afraid, it is me who endures it, haha.
"I say, now we're about to be stabbed together. With this blow, can we be considered to have shared joys and sorrows? Can this revolutionary friendship be considered to have taken a step forward?"
"Who will take you one step further..."
Safeng felt that it was really unique that this person could still smile and try to get close to him at this time.
At least they seemed different from the people he had met before.
Ye Feng felt a little short of breath.
He could bear it no matter how badly he was injured, but it was a bit uncomfortable to cause others to suffer as well.
So at this time, no matter how angry this person was, he would not join in the fight. Instead, he said a little embarrassedly: "You have been implicated by me. I'm sorry."
“You really are…”
Safeng's evil fire suddenly became a little difficult to release, and finally said in a slightly irritated tone: "Alright, hurry up and treat the wound."
"good."
Ye Feng gritted his teeth and took action without hesitation.
This kind of pain was sharp, the kind that pierced his heart and brain. After a few cuts, he was sweating profusely.
There is a layer of low-quality protective film on my face, which makes it even more uncomfortable because the sweat cannot come out. It can only flow down from the top of my head and make my neck wet.
Safeng suddenly said in an angry voice: "Even if you make a sound, no one will hear you."
"Does it hurt?"
Ye Feng took a deep breath, paused his movements, took a few deep breaths and held them, opened the visor of his helmet and wiped the sweat off his face before speaking: "Let me tell you a story about a hero who had his bones scraped to treat his wounds."
It's good to have some distraction.
Safeng said unhappily, "Whatever."
"Okay, I'll tell you, there's a Guan Erye in our place..."
Ye Feng continued to shave while talking. He twisted his body uncomfortably, his palms were sweating, and the knife kept slipping when he held it. He wiped it on his body twice before picking up the knife again and lowering his head to continue shaving quickly and steadily.
Safeng didn't listen very attentively.
First of all, it was really painful. His sensitivity was much more acute than Ye Feng's. The pain was so sharp that it seemed to pass directly across his brain stem, and even his soul was suffering.
Secondly, he couldn't help but wonder why this person's voice sounded so steady when he was obviously in great pain.
Even though some of the words were spoken with a heavy bite due to the pain and tension, he remained calm and composed, as if dealing with this kind of injury was as commonplace as daily meals...
I have to admit that this guy is really capable.
The wound was not too big, and Ye Feng scraped off the rotten flesh with a few more cuts.
The story had just begun at this time, and Guan Erye had not yet finished fighting in Fancheng.
Ye Feng took a breath, took out the medicine bottle and shook it. There was not much left. Seeing that the man did not say anything to stop him, he continued:
"...Guan Erye held up his Azure Dragon Crescent Blade in one hand, pointed it upward, and shouted, 'Even if it's only one arm, I will still take your Fancheng!'..."
When Ye Feng read the story, he always felt that some of the dialogues were not powerful enough, but here he could express himself freely.
Since there was no way to verify it, people began to tamper with it more and more at will.
The medicine was poured onto the wound, making a "sizzling" sound.
As the pain raged, Safeng listened to the man take a deep breath, close his eyes, and after a moment he managed to spit out a single word from between his teeth: "Awesome!"
Safeng was speechless. This man's arrogance was definitely from the bottom of his heart.
The remaining toxins were quickly neutralized and evaporated by the potion, and a layer of crystal clear water film gradually formed on the wound.
The burning sensation subsided and I felt much cooler and more comfortable.
Ye Feng secretly sighed, opened the helmet visor and wiped the sweat off his face, and casually wiped the corners of his eyes, and continued to speak:
"...Master Guan remained calm, stroking his long beard and smiling faintly at the doctor: 'Come on!' He then shouted: 'Bring some wine! Prepare the chess pieces! Who dares to play a game with me?'..."
Safeng was impressed by this man.
Ye Feng didn't stop talking until he had wrapped the anti-radiation film in circles.
He found that the bandage was gone, so he wrapped the wound tightly with a vine rope and tied a knot at both ends.
This vine rope was really useful today.
He looked up at the sky, which was still bright, and asked, "I remember there are still many tasks to collect minerals and plants. Do you know where to find them the fastest?"
The arm injury will affect his mobility, so Ye Feng decided to find a more stable and reliable way to make money.
Safeng replied, "Most of the items listed in the bounty list must be found in exotic beast caves or dangerous places."
Ye Feng pondered for a moment and came up with an idea: "I remember there should be some in the Tongtian Beast's cave?"
Safeng thought for a moment: "You mean... that one?"
"Don't you want to see that Tongtian Beast again?"
Ye Feng had been busy before and had no time to think about this matter in detail, but now he was a little curious whether the beast would still recognize him.
Ye Feng raised his head, drank some water, wiped the sweat off his face, and returned to the place where they had parted before.
Of course the beast was no longer there.
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