I became a heartthrob in another world

Chapter 233 Cover up the traces on your body

Bomani lay limply on the stray orc.

With her eyes closed, there were crystal tears dripping from the corners of her eyes, her lips were extremely red and swollen, and her body was covered with blooming red flowers, densely packed.

The wandering orc hugged her, moved back, leaned against the tree trunk, held her limp waist, and started a new round of whipping.

At dawn, Bomani woke up at the time when he was used to getting up, feeling extremely uncomfortable, as if he had been trampled dozens of times by wild animals.

She slowly opened her eyes, feeling a little confused, and it took a long time to realize that she was sitting on a wandering orc.

Moreover, the animal skin skirt around her waist was nowhere to be found, and when she looked down, she could clearly see where they were connected.

The memories of last night replayed in his mind like a revolving lantern, and Bomani was full of regret.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have saved him yesterday.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be suddenly "eaten."

She was only fifteen, and although she hadn't decided on a partner yet, she didn't plan to find an orc other than the Apollo tribe, not to mention that she was a witch doctor's disciple and a future witch doctor.

It is absolutely not allowed to form a partner with an orc outside the tribe.

Bomani dragged his heavy legs, found his own animal skin chest and skirt in the grass, put them on one by one, packed his things in a panic, and ran towards the tribe.

Before returning to the tribe, she jumped into a river close to the tribe to wash off the remaining filth on her body.

I grabbed a handful of fine sand from the river bed and rubbed vigorously where the "safflower" bloomed on my body.

I rubbed it until it turned blue and bled.

Then he got up, grabbed another handful of herbs, rubbed the wound vigorously, and walked back to the tribe.

Bomani walked back with a limp. The orcs of the tribe saw her like this and whispered to each other.

The current three elders were still three strong adult orcs at that time, and it was the first elder who saw Bomani come back with injuries.

He hurried over and asked, "Manny, what's wrong with you?"

Bomani's Apaam is no longer there, and she lives alone in a relatively remote place in the tribe, so no orcs noticed that she hadn't returned last night.

When Bomani was a child, he had a withdrawn personality and rarely interacted with the tribe. He would get up every day and report to the witch doctor.

Learn to identify herbs, make medicines, which herbs can treat coughs, fevers, which can stop bleeding and reduce swelling, etc.

Or go to the mountains to collect herbs.

She is very curious, and every time she encounters something novel, she can't help but pick it up and study how to use it.

For this reason, I have suffered a lot.

The worst time, she had vomiting and diarrhea for three days, and she was skinny and skinny. Maybe the Beast God disliked her for being too withdrawn, and didn't call her back to her side.

When all the orcs thought she was going to die, she survived tenaciously.

And this time.

Once again, she was in bad luck because of her own curiosity.

The Great Elder waved his hand in front of her: "What's wrong? Can you still walk? Do you want me to carry you back to the witch doctor?"

Bomani recovered and shook his head: "No need, I can cure it myself."

After speaking, he continued to limp and walk back to where she lived.

Bomani thought that as long as she didn't tell about this matter, it would not be discovered.

She hid in the tribe for two days in fear. Whenever someone asked her why she was injured, she always replied: "When collecting medicine, I accidentally fell down and fainted. I woke up the next morning."

So the marks on her body were all scratches, not anything suspicious, so she walked wrong because of a sprained foot, not because of something uncomfortable.

Everyone took it for granted.

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