Gu Mengmeng rolled up half her sleeve, pointing at the man with the peculiar smile, "Beat him, beat him to death!"
"Alright." Elvis put Gu Mengmeng down and gently kissed her forehead. An aura of death was instantly dispersed around him the moment he spun around as he walked towards that faithful messenger from the messengers tribe of the Beast Deity one step at a time, looking like a demon.
Gu Mengmeng did not idle either. Immediately, she stripped a piece of beast skin, running towards the nearest casualty, telling him to use his sharp claws to tear the beast skin into strips, then tie it around the wound tightly from the area closest to the heart for emergency hemostasis. Gu Mengmeng could not recall the name of the casualty lying on the floor, but she remembered his face. During the times that they dug potatoes, sweet potatoes and cured meat, they always had a great time together.