"Huff …" "Huff, puff …" His chest was rising and falling rapidly as he breathed in and out like a bellows. Seeing the peak, he was extremely worried and wanted to say something, but when he saw the determination on his face, he couldn't help but to look to the side at the sand and follow.

"I'm not leaving …." After that, he jumped off the stretcher, and step by step, he walked towards the group of crying women and children, leaving them dumbstruck. Even the strongest warrior could not take action after getting his connection severely damaged, because the peak had broken his common sense.

His left hand was originally wrapped by a black scale-like substance that was as black as a cuticle. No matter how he tried, this thing couldn't get rid of it, but at this moment, it followed the peak, grit its teeth and moved forward, creating countless spiderweb-like fissures.

Motherhood is the greatest love, sometimes even surpassing everything. A woman can't feel her own pain, holding a two or three year old child in her frail hands, begging for help from the peak, this child is dying, hanging his limbs powerlessly, staring at the empty sky with empty eyes, as if asking, why is he dying?

The woman stared dumbly at the peak. Her face was covered in dust, and the blood on her nose was mixed with the dust, but she didn't wipe it. She only held the child tightly, as if she wanted to crush him in her arms.

"There must be a way …" Under the eyes of countless people that had once again lit up with hope, Feng Feiyun raised his left hand and looked at the white palm as he muttered to himself.

"Crunch your teeth, collect more alpaca grass for me, the more the better..." The only method that Chu Feng could think of was his ability to refine liquids. Since the grass and trees were vigorous, they must contain water. He had to extract more water and bring the women and children with him.

"But there are hundreds of people here …" Of the people present, only he knew the peak's ability. A single alpaca plant could only extract a single drop of healing medicine, and this required all of Feng Feiyun's concentration to not be distracted. It was simply impossible to extract the water used by several hundred people.

"Some of the ones that can be saved are some. Support the hide against the wind. Tomorrow morning, there will be some water …"

Feng Feng didn't want to think too much, he just wanted to do it. Just now, all the negative reasons in his heart to convince him to let it go was suppressed by a thought. Difficulties and obstacles were originally excuses to avoid leaving, and were his excuses to numb himself.

It was this thought that had broken the shackles in his heart. He had found himself again, found that he had been indomitable and indomitable throughout the battlefield.

He let out a long sigh, shook his head at those Chenu who were looking at him, and finally said: "With this kind of master, are you willing to die with him?"

These words lit up the eyes of all the slaves. The people of the wilderness were simple in their thoughts, they did not have too many personal thoughts, the boundary between life and death was only a single thought, so they quickly let go of their unwillingness and willingly walked towards the peak. It was just like what Yang Zi said, to be able to obtain a master who could do this, what else could they not? What was there to be unreconciled about?

A mountain of alpaca grass was piled up in front of Feng Zhiling. Feng Zhiling had refined healing medicines one drop at a time, and he had once tested them on the servant who had been stabbed in the mouth. The medicine itself was not toxic, and when he drank it, there was a penetrating coldness in his mouth; it was a very good cold drink, so drinking it wasn't a problem, but … If he wanted to make drinks for hundreds of people, he would have to be able to make 100 drops of healing medicine at once.

"Hurry up, hurry up..." Drops of sweat seeped out of his forehead and then down his nose, forming small water stains on the ground between his feet. However, the Alpaca Grass in his hand was neither warm nor hot, slowly dissecting into countless small crystal particles that condensed in the air.

It had just congealed and then turned into a free fall in the air, caught by the black clay bowl. The broken teeth holding the bowl were even more nervous than the peak, staring with bloodshot eyes like copper bells, afraid of losing a drop.

"No, I have to take 30 stalks in half an hour, only one stalks per minute. I need at least 100 stalks to save a person, the efficiency is low..."

Suddenly, Feng Feiyun put down the healing grass and muttered to himself with a frown. He paused for a second and then said: "Not bad, this bowl of healing grass can save at least two severely injured men. If it were in the tribe, some warriors would definitely be willing to trade the dried meat and horns for it …"

"We can't think of a way up here. There are so many plants, and there must be a water source underground. It definitely isn't because of the bitumen lake that there are so many plants growing here."

The incisor had never received basic education and could not understand what Chu Feng was saying. It only opened its mouth and stared stupidly at Chu Feng's hands, ready to catch the water droplets at any time.

"No, I have to go out and see if I have a chance to find a water source. As long as I can find one …"

"Then I can plant the jujube …" The soil is very fat, that piece of pitch black oil can only make people smell bad and can't kill people, so there won't be any curses. With a bit of caution, you can cultivate tens of thousands of mu of jujube fields that can feed thousands of people... "

This time, Feng Feng Feng didn't roll his eyes at Chi Guda. He lamented that he and the barbarians didn't have the same language. He didn't care about Chi Ya at all. He got up and walked outside. He was very busy right now and didn't have time …

"This is the area. There are a lot of weeds here, and even if there's water, there's only water underneath …"

The pole was smarter than the incisor. He understood once the mountain peak was mentioned, and he quickly took it to the place with the densest vegetation.

This was a small hilly area. The humps were like burial mounds with nerves spread all over the place and they had strange veins. However, if one was not looking for water, they would not be able to see it clearly amidst the messy weeds.

Chu Feng frowned as he looked at the weeds on the hillside. He was very suspicious. When water flowed to the bottom, only the lowlands and lowlands would have water. Since this wasn't a mountain spring, how could there be water? But the bottom of the sinkhole was an asphalt lake. He couldn't possibly go to the center of the lake to look for it, could he?

"Let's dig it open and take a look …" Gao Feng didn't make any wild guesses and directly gave the order. More than 20 Chiru who still had a bit more strength started digging while waving all kinds of tools.

The mountain peak did not hold any hope, but only stared at the ruins below. According to his memory, buildings were usually built near the source of water, no matter where it was built.

In his reverie, the flying soil mixed with the grass and grass stems flew up and down, the pole stared at the ground with wide open eyes, suddenly he rushed up, pushed aside one of the Chiru, and grabbed the lowest part of the soil and put it under his nose.

"There is moisture, there is moisture, there must be water …" These words made all the other Chiru worry and put down their weapons at the same time. Only the peak could not be denied, there was no hope until there was water in front of them. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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