Traveling through the world of beasts: She came from a female superior

Ye Xing opened his eyes again, and before he moved he felt dizzy, his hands and feet were weak, and there was a piercing pain in his chest.

It took her a long time to finally calm down and feel a little more awake.

She was lying on the ground. The light around her was very dim. Everywhere she looked was pitch black and she couldn't tell where she was. The air at the tip of her nose was damp and stuffy, with a strong bitter taste.

She took a while to adjust herself, and felt her vision become a little clearer, and there seemed to be a dark cave above her body.

It should be that after she was injured and unconscious, Hu Qing brought her here.

Ye Xing didn't hear Hu Qing's voice and guessed that he might have gone out.

She felt her injuries carefully. Her left shoulder was hit by Hu Mian's claw, several ribs were broken, and there were some bruises on her chest and abdomen. They were all superficial injuries.

What made her depressed was that her internal energy had been severely depleted. Previously in the Tiger Tribe, she had used all her strength to intimidate Hu Changlei, and her internal energy had been depleted. Later, in order to wake Hu Mian up, she even used up all her strength, so that now she barely had less than 30% left.

Fortunately, his foundation was not damaged. With slow practice, his internal strength will slowly recover. However, if he wants to reach his previous peak state, it will take at least three to five years.

Ye Xing couldn't help feeling suffocated and started coughing violently.

"...Don't be anxious. What's the use of being anxious?" An old voice came over.

Anyone else?

She didn't even notice it!

As the sound appeared, there was a slight "click" sound, and a cluster of orange-yellow flames lit up.

The vision in front of him gradually became clear. Ye Xing frowned, looked in the direction of the voice, and then was stunned for a moment.

It was true that he was lying in a cave, but there were a lot of herbs piled up in a mess in this cave. Next to the pile of herbs sat a tall man holding a stone lamp in his hand.

"...Old man?"

Ye Xing remembered this long-lost name.

Only then did she realize that this place... could it be the Tiger Tribe?

Hu Qing brought her back to the Tiger Tribe?

As if he saw her confusion, the old man said softly: "Yes, this is the Tiger Tribe."

"You, saved me?"

Ye Xing didn't like talking while lying like this, so she struggled to sit up and leaned against the stone wall behind her. She looked down and saw that her wounds had been bandaged with leaves and animal skins. They smelled bitter and astringent, probably the scent of herbs.

The old man did not deny it, but he did not continue the topic. He walked over slowly, and Ye Xing realized that he was holding a large bowl in his hand.

The bowl was filled with steam, and it looked as thick as porridge and as black as ink...

"Uh...is this medicine?"

——It looks too much like mud.

Ye Xing had to care.

"As long as it works, the appearance is not important." The old man blinked and saw through her thoughts again.

——I’m afraid it may not be useful.

"This is a soup for calming the mind, regulating breathing, replenishing energy, and increasing physical strength. Are you sure you don't need it?" The old man was very patient.

——She really looks like a fortune teller.

When Ye Xing heard about regulating her breathing and renewing her energy, her heart was slightly moved. This old woman was said to be the best doctor in the entire tribe, but why did he dare to save her?

"Why did you save me?" Ye Xing did not take the medicine and stubbornly wanted an answer.

"Killing people requires a reason, but saving people doesn't." The old man shook his head and answered calmly.

After these words were spoken, Ye Xing fell silent, but before she could speak, she heard footsteps.

She turned her head and looked over, her eyes paused again.

Hu Changya walked in and sat directly next to the old A-mo. His face was heavy and he spoke in a low voice: "What if there is no need for a reason to kill someone?"

"Tiger fangs? Where's Tiger Green?"

When Ye Xing saw Hu Changya, all the doubts in her heart disappeared immediately. She had doubts when Hu Qing led her and Hu Mian to the valley. Now it seems that her guess was right. Hu Changya had been hiding behind the scenes.

"Hu Qing is safe. I will come to see you after nightfall."

Ye Xing looked at Hu Changya, her eyes revealing a look of sarcasm that showed she knew everything, but she didn't point it out for the time being.

Hu Changya was a little flustered by that look, but he forced himself to remain calm, took the medicine bowl from the old mother and handed it back to her: "The old mother is the best pharmacist in the whole continent."

Ye Xing paused, raised his hand to take it, lowered his eyes to take a look, then raised his head and gulped it down in two gulps.

"Uh... this is an external medicine!" The old woman was stunned.

"...!"

“Isn’t it called soup?!” Ye Xing held the bowl with a look on his face, “You old man, are you kidding me?”

"...Old man! Don't lie to her!" Hu Changya shook his head helplessly, but it was rare to see Ye Xing showing such an expression, and he found it a little funny, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

"I just think you are too serious. As long as we are still alive, right...!" The old woman's brows relaxed, and her smile was warm and cozy, she was completely different from before.

Ye Xing understood the unfinished meaning in his words and felt that he was indeed talking nonsense. However, after his interruption, her anxiety did ease a little.

"Okay, I still have to continue making medicine, so I'll go out first." After the old mother finished speaking, she didn't wait for anyone to answer. She stood up slowly, holding the big bowl and walked out. She looked sloppy, and she walked silently.

"Lao A-mo is a deer orc. It is said that when he was young, no one could catch up with him."

Is this the light skill that you learned without a teacher?

Ye Xing was a little interested in the old man, but then he looked at Hu Changya and felt that this guy was quite scheming.

"Old Ah-mo really listens to you."

"The old man only cares about the tribe. He will side with whoever does good for the tribe." Hu Changya replied.

"Are you talking about your clan leader father? Is he so eager to usurp the throne?" At this point in the situation, Ye Xing became even more calm.

"…Usurpation? No, I don't care about the position. I just don't want to see more killings."

Ye Xing naturally understood Hu Changya's concerns. This young orc had probably sensed a serious crisis, so he took a huge risk to save her and Hu Qing.

Not only that, I'm afraid I still want to continue working with her.

But Hu Mian was like her Achilles' heel. She would never let Hu Changlei and his tiger tribe go. A few soft words from Hu Changya were far from enough to offset the anger in her heart.

Ye Xing raised the tiger's fanged jaw as if he was not hurt at all: "...Do you think that just because you are so docile, I will sympathize with you and let the tiger tribe go?"