Traveling to the ancient beast world and farming busy

Chapter 146 Scars
The tiger cub who was pinned down didn't move.

Sheng Ling found that the tiger cub was seriously injured.

After a few cleaning techniques, the dirt on the tiger cub disappeared.

Holding him in his arms, seeing the little tiger cub opening his eyes in a daze, Sheng Ling couldn't help warning.

"If you dare to move, I will strangle you to death."

No matter how small a tiger cub is, it still has claws.

Hearing Sheng Ling's words, Tiger Cub didn't move for a moment, but those eyes kept staring at her.

"Woooo?"

Sheng Ling couldn't understand animal language, so he naturally didn't know what the tiger cub was talking about.

Hearing that he stayed in her arms obediently without moving, he kept whining.

Sheng Ling was a little annoyed at being called, and patted it on the head.

"Be quiet."

The tiger cub stopped barking instantly.

But seeing his reaction, Sheng Ling was a little more certain that the tiger cub in front of him was probably an orc cub, not a wild beast.

Sheng Ling held the tiger cub in his arms and treated its wound.

After the wounds were almost treated, Sheng Ling went to get the roast chicken that was already a little cold.

Tear off a chicken leg and put it near the tiger cub's mouth.

Seeing that he was covered with wounds, even some bones were broken, Sheng Ling knew that it must be very painful.

Knowing that the cubs liked the food she cooked, she tore off a piece of chicken leg.

The tiger cub looked at the chicken leg in front of him, and tried to lick it.

Tasting the taste of chicken legs, the tiger cub paused.

After Sheng Ling gave him a chicken leg, he began to eat by himself.

Just eating and eating, but found that the little tiger in his arms was trembling slightly.

With the instinct of a witch doctor for several months, he looked at the little tiger in his arms.

But found that the little tiger was crying, crying very sadly.

This made Sheng Ling slightly taken aback.

She couldn't help but think of the cat that had been with her for many years when she was in the Last Soul Continent.

Her cat is dying.

But those years were not worth mentioning to her as a monk.

Her cat is very clingy to her, and although she may be cold sometimes, she always guards her side.

In the past, she cherished it very much.

Because of the Moling Continent, too many races were exterminated.

Seeing the little tiger crying and trembling, Sheng Ling sighed.

Stretching out his hand, he touched the little brain tiger's head tentatively.

"Don't cry, you'll be home soon."

The tiger cub raised his head, looking at her pitifully with his tear-filled eyes.

It was more like when the cat asked her to eat.

And her cat, when she was not strong, was also very thin.

They all came here hungry.

The little tiger in front of her was also very beastly. Nesting in her arms, she felt that her bones were a bit strangling.

Sheng Ling tore off another piece of chicken leg and handed it to Tiger Cub.

The tiger cub shook his head.

Sheng Ling didn't force it. After eating the roast chicken, he packed up his things and rushed to the tribe with the tiger cub in his arms.

When they returned to the tribe, the hunting team hadn't returned yet.

Of the three tiger beasts, two went hunting with the big tribe, and one seemed to be a white tiger.

Sheng Ling looked at the little tiger in his arms, and found that the little tiger was also looking at her.

At this time, she suddenly noticed something different about the little tiger's path.

Originally, she thought it was because his hair was wet, but now that she came back all the way, she secretly dried his hair with spiritual power, and there was still some problem with the hair on one side of his face.

Sheng Ling couldn't help stretching out his hand, and put his fingers there.

Tiger Cub froze instantly.

Sheng Ling followed the traces all the way down.

She found out that it was a scar, and this scar reminded her of an orc, Chen Heng.

(End of this chapter)