Chapter 1763 Amo

Chapter 1762

Xia Yuanqiu said angrily: "Beasts, these people are simply inferior to beasts, they can think of such vicious methods."

Zhu Yan discarded the iron hook, took a cloth towel to wipe his hands, and sighed: "I have seen more cruel ones. Once human beings go on the wrong path, there is really nothing they can't do."

At this time there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside, Xia Yuanqiu quickly pulled King Behemoth and Zhu Yan into the space of the jade bracelet.

Fighting against them in such a place full of traps is obviously not good for them. It is better to wait until these people find that they are empty, they will definitely rush out to pursue them, and then they will go out again and fight head-on. Never been afraid of anyone.

In the space of the jade bracelet, as soon as Xia Yuanqiu appeared with King Behemoth in his arms, the group of Behemoth beasts who were sitting on the grass in a daze in a daze rushed forward one after another.

He twittered and yelled that he was hungry and wanted to eat the meal she cooked.

Xia Yuanqiu put the Behemoth King in his arms on the ground, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about eating, let's see who I brought for you?"

Xiao Ling jumped forward, walked around twice in front of King Beamon who was trembling with his eyes closed, shook his head and said, "Who is it? It looks like us."

Xiaoling is a little Beamon beast born later in the Beamon Beast Clan. For King Beamon, he just listened to the constant narration of the elders, but never saw it with his own eyes.

In its mind, King Behemoth must be tall and mighty, and definitely not as thin as it is in front of him.

At this time, Elder Behemoth squeezed to the front, and it saw King Behemoth at a glance, the very special gray animal hair, and the drop-shaped mark on the forehead representing the king.

It jumped up in shock, and threw itself in front of King Behemoth, tears falling from the corners of its eyes: "My lord, is it really you? My lord!"

The entire Beamon clan was stunned, they couldn't believe that the thin and weak Beamon in front of them was their Beamon King.

King Behemoth raised his eyelids with difficulty, looked at the elder Behemoth in front of him, and said hoarsely: "Do you still recognize me?"

The elder prostrated himself in front of King Bimon and cried, "Your Majesty, don't you recognize me? I am Amo!"

King Bimon also had tears in his eyes: "Amo? My own brother, Amo?"

Amo kept nodding, looking at his brother's miserable condition, its eyes kept rolling down: "Brother, it's me, it's me! Amo is willing to die if he can see his brother alive."

Xia Yuanqiu sent the Lingquan water to King Bimon's mouth: "Drink some water, it will be very good for your recovery."

Not to mention whether it is good for the recovery of the injury, even if there is no benefit at all, it still needs water to quench its thirst. The reason why its throat is hoarse is because it is too dry, so dry that it barely emits blue smoke.

King Behemoth drank a large bowl of spiritual spring water, and finally regained some vitality, his voice was no longer hoarse, and he had a little more strength.

Xia Yuanqiu took out the wound medicine and applied it to the wound on King Behemoth's back.

Amo pulled Xia Yuanqiu aside, and asked in a low voice, "Miss Xia, how is my brother's injury? Can it be cured?"

Xia Yuanqiu sighed: "His injuries are not serious. The reason he has become what he is now is because he lost too much blood. According to him, someone will come to draw the blood from his body every ten days. It has never been interrupted, and the blood has been drawn more frequently recently, and blood needs to be drawn every few days, which is the biggest reason why it has become so weak."