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Wu Jiong observed carefully. "That's right."
Jian Mo was shocked. "Jiujiu likes male beasts?"
Jiujiu is a male Flying-Winged Beast too!
Wu Jiong: "It doesn't necessarily mean they like it."
Jian Mo: "If it's not because you like them, why would a male Flying-Winged Beast tolerate another male Flying-Winged Beast freeloading off you?"
Wu Jiong reminded him, "Have you forgotten the herbs that Jiujiu brought back?"
Jian Mo suddenly realized, "This male Flying-Winged Beast is injured? No, it's flying quite steadily; there's no sign of injury."
Wu Jiong judged, "It's not very stable; its hind leg must be injured."
The Flying-Winged Beast was covered in black fur, Jian Mo's eyesight was only average, so she couldn't really see where it was injured.
Wu Jiong sniffed the air and said, "Its wound is infected and festering."
Jian Mo sniffed as well, but couldn't detect anything.
The unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast landed smoothly and disappeared into the cave.
The cave was quiet, with no cries of Flying-Winged Beast. It seemed that Jiujiu and the new Flying-Winged Beast hadn't started fighting.
Wu Jiong said, "Let's go in and take a look."
Jian Mo followed behind Wu Jiong: "Be careful."
Flying-Winged Beast are indeed quite aggressive, and that tail with poisonous stingers isn't for nothing.
Wu Jiong nodded to indicate that he understood, his muscles tensing, ready to transform back into his beast form at any moment.
They went straight in.
The strange Flying-Winged Beast that was eating herbs spotted them immediately, letting out a short, high-pitched cry, "Jehovah!"
They seemed very wary, staring at them as if they wanted to attack, but also as if they wanted to escape.
Jiujiu heard the chirping and sat up to look.
In an instant, it nearly dropped the nut in its paws, its furry face filled with guilt, its eyes looking down at the ground, revealing only half of the whites of its eyes. "Chirp?"
It's exactly the same situation as when a dog steals food.
Jian Mo was almost laughing in exasperation.
The unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast let out another warning cry.
Jiujiu only then realized what was happening, and instantly forgot all about feeling guilty, loudly calling out to the unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast, "Chirp!"
The unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast turned its head and bared its fangs at Jiujiu: "Heh!"
Jiujiu shrank back, its chubby body shrinking in fear. Jian Mo felt a pang of sympathy and was about to call it over.
The next moment, upon seeing Jian Mo and Wu Jiong, Jiujiu immediately scrambled to her feet and ran to the cave entrance. She spread her wings and stood in front of Jian Mo and Wu Jiong, shouting at the unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast, "Hehehe!!!"
The Jiujiu had changed, and its fur was bristling; it was clearly afraid, yet it was protecting Jian Mo and the others.
Jian Mo's heart softened, her throat tightened, and she looked at Jiujiu with deep emotion.
Jiujiu's love for them was so simple and pure.
Wu Jiong put his arm around Jian Mo's shoulder, looked at Jiujiu, and also at the unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast opposite them.
The unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast developed airplane ears from Jiujiu chirping, its fangs were exposed more, and it let out a threatening growl from its throat.
It's noticeably bigger than Jiujiu, with longer claws, more muscle, and looks much stronger.
Jiujiu wouldn't budge an inch, and even roared at the other side, "Heh!"
Jian Mo patted Jiujiu's bottom. "It's okay, Wu Jiong is very strong, don't be afraid."
Jiujiu moved aside a little, turned to look at them, and her gaze became innocent. "Chirp."
Jian Mo patted it again, pushed it aside, and peered at the Flying-Winged Beast opposite. "We mean no harm."
The unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast remained wary.
Jian Mo gestured, pointing to the lower abdomen and hind legs of the Jiujiu, and said to the unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast, "Can we take a look at your injuries?"
After a while, the unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast seemed to understand. It hesitated for a moment, then folded its wings and withdrew its threatening posture, letting out a soft "Chirp."
They had raised Jiujiu for a long time, and upon hearing this sound, they knew that the unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast had no intention of attacking them.
Jian Mo carefully made her way over under Wu Jiong's cover.
Soon, Jian Mo walked up to it.
At such close range, Jian Mo could already smell the strong, fishy stench.
The smell was like a punch to Jian Mo's nose, making his nasal cavity hurt.
He couldn't help but hold his breath.
The unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast stood uneasily.
Jian Mo gently touched the area around its wound and could clearly feel a bump near the wound.
Gently press, and a moist liquid flows out of the wound—it's pus.
Jian Mo glanced at the unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast, making sure it wouldn't attack randomly, before gently opening the swollen wound.
The wound showed no signs of healing; on the contrary, it festered badly.
After prying it open, Jian Mo saw a broken horn sticking out of the hole.
He blinked incredulously, then looked closer—and sure enough, there was a broken horn stuck inside its body!
With such a thick horn broken off inside, this strange Flying-Winged Beast still had the ability to move and go out hunting freely.
Wu Jiong glanced at it and whispered, "It's a horn from Fork-Horned Beast. This Flying-Winged Beast probably got gored while hunting Fork-Horned Beast, and the horn broke off inside."
Flying-Winged Beast are omnivorous and sometimes hunt animals.
Given that the Fork-Horned Beast is a large prey similar to a stag, this Flying-Winged Beast's willingness to hunt is truly remarkable.
I don't know if it succeeded in its hunt, but this lesson was certainly painful.
Jian Mo tried to squeeze it, but found that the corner was firmly stuck in the flesh, possibly even in the gap between the bones, and she couldn't squeeze it at all.
He didn't dare to force it out and withdrew his hand. "There's no way to get it out now; we can only take it back with us for surgery."
Jian Mo took a step back, looked into the eyes of the unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast, and said, "Come back with us, we'll heal you."
Whether the strange Flying-Winged Beast understood or not, it stood still.
Jian Mo led Wu Jiong back two steps, waved, and signaled the unfamiliar Flying-Winged Beast to follow them.
The strange Flying-Winged Beast remained motionless.
Jian Mo said to Jiujiu, "Jiujiu, talk to your friend and see if it wants to come back to the tribe with us for treatment?"