Distressed, very distressed!

The stomach screamed again, thinking about the money he spent for his body, Yan Bei finally came out of despair, stubbornly propped up his upper body, moved his mouth, and called "Hey" twice.

A savage heard her voice and looked up from the food to look at her.

"You!" Yan Bei raised a finger with difficulty to point at him, and then at himself, "Me! ”

He pointed to the cave again: "Cave! ”

Then they connected and gestured, "Can you take me to the edge of the cave?" ”

Although the cave was a wolf's den, as long as he was there, she believed that she would not be eaten by the herd.

He looked at her for a long time, and then he realized what she meant, raised his hand and swayed it again and again.

No, she can't drag it now, or she'll die.

In the past, Ah Fei fell from a height and broke his leg, and as soon as he dragged it back to the cave, it died.

Since then, he has learned that a wolf that falls from a height and is injured cannot move.

Yan Bei was a little surprised when he saw that he was waving his hand and explaining excitedly.

It seems that this savage son is a little smarter than he imagined.

Well, if it's smart, that's easy.

Yan Bei changed his approach, pointing to his unlanded back, and then pointing to the big stone not far away beside him, he quickly understood what she meant, and easily moved the stone over and put it on her back.

His hands were finally free, and Yan Bei breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the stones, gasping for air.

After holding it on for a short while, a layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, and the wound on her arm obviously exploded again, and blood soon seeped out of the green leaf.

But for Yan Bei, it was nothing.

She had to find a way to get rid of her broken leg, or the consequences would be dire.

Beneath is a thick layer of fallen leaves, and behind it is a large dense jungle, which can be used to make a splint.

It's just that it's obviously unrealistic to want to cut down the branches yourself.

"Hey!" Yan Bei turned his head to look at the man beside him who was only covered in a piece of animal skin, and felt that he was also looking at him, so he asked with a wry smile:

"What's your name?"

The task still has to be done, and it is time for her to accept reality.

He still didn't understand what she was asking, but when he saw her wry smile, he pulled the corners of his mouth and made a strange smile.

Yan Bei knew at a glance that he didn't understand, guessed that he might not have a name at all, looked up at the sky, thought seriously for a while, and suddenly showed a surprised smile.

"Hey, I'll call you Simba! What do you think? Simba! Yan Bei pointed at him, afraid that he would not understand, and repeated over and over again: "Simba, Simba, your name, I call you Simba, is it okay Simba?" ”

"Forget it, no matter, I feel like you can't understand me, so I'll call you Simba." Yan Bei said with a domineering smile.

"Simba?" He pointed to himself, his pronunciation standard.

Yan Bei stopped laughing in surprise and asked in surprise, "Do you know I'm calling you?" ”

After asking, seeing his blank gaze, she couldn't help but smile helplessly, "It's that I'm thinking too much, and you can't understand what I say." ”

Although she had read the Universal Language Encyclopedia, the wolf boy had obviously never learned to speak, and the communication between them was really a big problem.

However, his positivity and curiosity surprised her a little.

"You?" He pointed at her, and actually said what she had said earlier.

Then, he pointed to himself again and asked suspiciously, "Me?" Simba? ”

"Oh my God, are you asking me if you're me or Simba?" Yan Bei suddenly came to his senses, endured the pain of the wound tearing, raised his right hand, stretched out two fingers, and patiently explained:

"One is me, the other is Yan Bei, it's all me, I am self-proclaimed, Yan Bei's my name, name, it's like your name, I call you Simba."

"Simba is the lion king, although you are not a lion, you are also a king, right, this name matches you very well."

"Hitch?" He asked, confused, unable to understand what the word meant, but he could feel her joy and couldn't help but feel happy too.

Simba...... Simba, I'm Simba. He pointed to himself and kept repeating this, the more he talked, the happier he became, and Yan Bei followed Silly Le as well, although he didn't know what he was happy about, but she was able to speak, and the depressed mood disappeared.

This is good.

If...... Her broken leg doesn't need to be dealt with at the words.

"Simba!" Yan Bei suddenly put away his smile and looked at him very seriously.

Simba noticed her seriousness and became serious, looking at her suspiciously.

Yan Bei touched a stone beside him, gently brushed it on his hand, attracted his attention, and threw it lightly, and the stone in his hand fell to the dagger in a parabola.

At first Simba didn't understand what she meant, but after she threw the stone twice, he finally understood what she meant, and got up and walked to the place where the stone had fallen.

Yan Bei gestured with his hand, telling him that there was something under the dead leaves in that place, and told him to be careful with a very serious expression.

Simba looked back at her, then at the pile of dead leaves, and then carefully crouched down and peeled off the dead leaves little by little with his hands.

Then he saw the silver-white blade.

Yan Bei shouted in time, and kept gesturing, telling him to carefully gouge out this thing.

The two of them carefully worked for a long time, and the dagger was finally taken by Simba in the correct posture.

The silver-white blade of the dagger was very sharp at a glance, and Simba carefully held the handle, his eyes a little excited.

He knew at a glance that this thing must be powerful.

No, there is no need for Yan Bei to say, he has already taken the dagger and slashed at the grass beside him.

The knife broke through the grass, and his eyes widened in shock.

At this time, Yan Bei didn't have to say too much, so he asked him to help him get a lot of branches.

And this guy is also addicted to chopping, if it weren't for Yan Bei shouting loudly, he wouldn't have been willing to stop at all.

Eventually, though, he walked back with the twig she needed.

The branch was dropped, but the dagger was clutched tightly in his hand, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

"Do you like it?" Yan Bei raised his eyebrows and asked.

The two have been communicating their feelings for a long time, and they have formed a tacit understanding.

Hearing her inquiry, he nodded emphatically.

If he had this artifact, he would be able to hunt more prey for his people, and the cubs of the clan would be able to feed their stomachs.

Yan Bei pointed to the pile of branches beside him, gestured another finger, and said slowly, "You help me get these branches according to my requirements, and I will lend you this dagger for one night." ”

Are you sure?

He looked at her in surprise, saw her nodding, and was so excited that he turned around several times in place, and then stopped, and cut the splint for her very seriously according to her request.

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