Xiao Yang raised his head and looked at Zhao Yuan in surprise.

It is a vengeful person, and the same is true for the former master, so it believes that all living beings in the world are like this.

At this moment, he heard Zhao Yuan say that he would not kill himself, and he couldn't believe it.

"Why?" Xiao Yang asked, his tone still strange.

Zhao Yuan smiled and explained: "You just did it again before, and there is nothing to blame."

As the topic changed, his tone suddenly became cold, "But from now on, you must obey my orders and not violate them. Even if you have not completed the task, you must notify me as soon as possible, rather than escape and hide yourself! Do you understand?"

Xiao Yang tilted his head, as if he was digesting the meaning of Zhao Yuan's words. After a moment, he nodded vigorously and replied, "I understand." He pointed to the prison demon ring that was put on Zhao Yuan's hand and said, "With it, I will not violate your order."

Obviously, Xiaoyang means that if you have the Demon Prisoner Ring, you are my master, and I will obey your orders 100%. But there is another meaning hidden in this sentence, that is: If the Demon Prisoner Ring is taken away by others or lost or broken, I will not listen to you again.

Zhao Yuan shook his head and laughed, thinking that mountain spirit is mountain spirit. Although he is a little clever, his intestines are straight and he doesn't know how to be tactful. However, such a younger brother is better.

In fact, Zhao Yuan did not want to control Xiaoyang just through the Demon Prisoning Ring. His purpose was to make Xiaoyang truly loyal to him. But he also knew that this could not be done overnight, so he was not in a hurry. He started with small things first, so he could make Xiaoyang kind or grateful to him, rather than be blindly afraid and afraid.

Treating injuries is undoubtedly the best way.

Zhao Yuan asked Xiaoyang to open his mouth and check its throat.

Although Xiaoyang was puzzled, he still did what he did.

In the previous fight, Zhao Yuan first stuffed the fearless pearl into Xiaoyang's mouth, and then inserted the wind and thunder whip into it. Two magic weapons made Xiaoyang's mouth, throat and other parts burned with scars.

In addition, its internal organs were also hit and damaged to varying degrees! In comparison, Xiaoyang's trauma was not serious. Because of its rough skin and thick flesh, its hair was also very hard, only some burning scars were left.

In the trauma, Xiao Yang made some herbs himself, chewed them and then covered them. Zhao Yuan, who had studied "Chinese Medicine", suddenly identified it. There were rhubarb, white hyacinth, kaleus, etc., which all had the effects of cooling blood and detoxifying, astringing sores and regenerating muscles. This surprised him: "Do you still understand medical skills?"

Xiao Yang asked with confusion: "What is medical skills?"

"It's the technique of treating injuries..." Zhao Yuan explained briefly, but Xiao Yang was still confused and said he couldn't understand. Helplessly, Zhao Yuan could only ask in another way: "How do you know that these things can treat injuries on your body?"

This time Xiao Yang understood and replied: "Some of them have been tried by themselves, and some have been used by other animals."

Zhao Yuan understood that this guy did not understand medical skills, but lived in the mountains and fields all year round, exploring and summarizing a set of ways to heal his own injuries. This is like many animals in nature who can find suitable medicinal materials after getting sick and injured. It is an experience that has been tempered by nature.

"Just use these medicines for external injuries. I'll treat your internal injuries for you. You stand up..." Zhao Yuan ordered. After Xiao Yang really stood up, he regretted it again and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, you'll lie down. Good guy, once you stand up, I'm not as tall as your waist, so I can't help treating you."

Xiaoyang lay down obediently. At this moment, it was not as fierce as it was when it fought with Zhao Yuan before.

Zhao Yuan took out a golden needle to treat Xiaoyang's internal organs. Fortunately, his hand was strong enough. If it were other doctors, even if the needle had been cut off thousands of needles, it would not have been inserted into Xiaoyang's skin. This guy's skin was as hard as iron stone!

With Zhao Yuanxing's needle, Xiao Yang felt a sensation of soreness, numbness, swelling and pain, which came from several pierced positions.

Although this feeling is strange, it has overwhelmed the pain of the internal organs and even made it feel that the injuries of the internal organs are gradually improving.

Xiao Yang immediately understood that Zhao Yuan was healing it!

Before Zhao Yuan, it had several masters, but those people only knew how to drive it to work. At most they were happy and would appreciate it for some food, but no one had ever cared about it, let alone healing it like Zhao Yuan.

Xiao Yang's heart felt a little inexplicable. Looking at Zhao Yuan again, there was a little more intimacy in his eyes.

After the acupuncture was completed, Zhao Yuan was also exhausted.

Although the meridian position of Xiaoyang is just like that of a human, its fur and muscles are extremely hard and tight. It is much harder to give it a needle than to give it an ordinary person. Even though Zhao Yuan has the strength to wash the marrow in the late stage, he has been exhausted and sweated a lot.

"Okay, the injuries of your internal organs have been treated almost the same. Next, take some decoctions every day to recuperate." Zhao Yuan put away the golden needle and reminded him: "Remember, during this period, you need to use ginseng and astragalus..."

He was claiming the name of the medicine, but was interrupted by Xiao Yang and asked in confusion: "What are you talking about?"

Zhao Yuan was stunned, and then he thought that even if Xiao Yang had seen the medicinal herbs he had reported, he would not know what their names were. So he said, "It's better, come with me." He immediately took Xiao Yang and ran towards Jinhua Village under the cover of the night.

He did not notice that in the woods in the distance, a little fox with red hair was hiding in a cluster of bushes and secretly saw the whole thing. At this moment, he and Xiaoyang left, and after hesitating for a while, the little red fox also quietly followed.

When I returned to Jinhua Village, it was already four o'clock in the morning. But it was still dark and everyone in the village was sleeping soundly.

Feeling the breath of Xiaoyang, the livestock in the village curled up to the corner again, trembling and dared not say anything.

The white cat ran out of the room and glanced at Xiaoyang. Perhaps he knew that the silly man had been subdued and did not show hostility. Instead, he jumped up and climbed all the way to Xiaoyang's head and sat cross-legged.

If other animals dared to be so disrespectful to themselves, Xiao Yang would have been furious and tore it to pieces. However, when it was not dissatisfied with the white cat, it showed an expression of honor to serve the master. I don’t know if it was because of Zhao Yuan or the white cat’s own charm.
Chapter completed!