Traveling to the ancient beast world and farming busy

Chapter 151 Meeting
"Yes! If you are injured, you should find the witch doctor Sheng Ling to treat the wound in time!"

After experiencing this hunting season, Langbai worshiped Sheng Ling even more.

He has seen it before, in the last hunting season, and also this time, he has seen the casualties of other nearby tribes, so he naturally knows the importance of a witch doctor to the tribe.

Their Silver Wolf tribe also has witch doctors!

When Lang Han turned his head, he saw his son giggling and patted Lang Bai's head.

"Everyone go back and deal with it. Let's hold a bonfire party tonight!"

"it is good!"

Seeing that the clansmen had almost left, Lang Han carefully knotted the jar tied around his waist, and solemnly handed it to Sheng Ling.

His eyes and attitude are very pious.

"Thank you, Sheng Ling witch doctor."

From his words and attitude, Sheng Ling felt that Lang Han respected life.

Take the jar.

"You're welcome, I'm the witch doctor in the tribe now."

Lang Han is a smart orc. Although he doesn't know if Sheng Ling still wants to leave, judging from Sheng Ling's softening attitude towards their tribe, her favor for the Silver Wolf tribe is gradually growing, which is enough up!

When Sheng Ling returned to the cave, he saw the little tiger lying on the stone bed, in a daze.

Hearing her voice coming back, Chen Heng raised his head.

He looked at her first, then looked behind her nervously.

After waiting for a while, he didn't see any other orcs, which made Chen Heng slightly relieved.

But before his breath was completely relieved, he heard a deep and low-pitched voice coming from outside the cave.

"Witch Doctor Sheng Ling, I am Lang Cang."

Chen Heng, who was lying on the stone bed, became nervous instantly.

"Witch doctor Sheng Ling, are you free now? I want to ask you to treat the wound."

Sheng Ling stood up and spoke.

"come in."

It was still a bit cold outside the cave, and there was hot water inside the cave, which made it easy to clean the wound.

Lang Cang heard the words and walked in from the cave.

But as soon as he entered the cave, Lang Cang smelled the strange orc breath, and looked at the stone bed with a pair of cold eyes.

Facing Shangchen Heng's eyes, and seeing a seemingly injured tiger cub, Lang Cang frowned.

This little tiger cub...is a bit strange.

Moreover, he is not a cub in the Silver Wolf tribe!

Although there are many orcs in the Silver Wolf tribe, there are not many cubs, especially tiger cubs.

Lang Cang hesitated, but spoke anyway.

"Witch doctor Sheng Ling, where did you get this... tiger cub? He is not a cub from our tribe."

Sheng Ling looked at the tiger who had been extremely nervous since Lang Cang entered the cave.

Lowering his eyebrows, he found the medicinal powder for treating wounds from his own bottles and jars.

Open your mouth.

"When I went out, I encountered it by accident. At first I thought it was a cub from the tribe, so I brought it back."

Lang Cang's gaze still stayed on the tiger cub.

Chen Heng looked at Shangxiong with some vigilance, and wanted to stand up, but just moved, Sheng Ling seemed to know what he was going to do, and slapped him on the head.

"You don't want your feet anymore? Don't waste my medicine powder."

Chen Heng became honest in an instant.

He wooed twice.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Lang Cang couldn't help but secretly sighed.

The witch doctor Sheng Ling is just too kind.

As a witch doctor, when he saw the injured cub, he took action.

But what if there are some orcs with malicious intentions?

Moreover, the witch doctor Sheng Ling is a waste beast, and the sense of smell does not need to be a beastman. What if it is some wild beast?

(End of this chapter)