Not far in front of the house, there is a piece of chopped firewood.

They are piled up neatly and orderly, forming a small mountain.

In addition, an ax with a cold light struck the wooden pile next to it.

There is a row of racks for drying clothes next to this wooden pile. You can see that a snow-white sheet is hanging on it.

Eh?

Got an ax?!

Zhang Feng, who was not interested in anything, his eyes lit up the moment he saw the axe.

For some reason, he felt that he and the ax were very connected, and when he looked at the ax, he found it particularly pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Feng stood up excitedly, with a touch of excitement in his eyes.

He picked up the basket in his hand and walked quickly to the wooden pile.

He tried it, but with his strength, he couldn't pull out the ax directly with his hands.

So, he stepped on the wooden stake with his little feet, held the ax handle with his small hands and pulled hard!

He held this sharp ax in his hand.

Maybe it's because the ax struck the wood pile very deeply.

When Zhang Feng pulled out the ax, he also fell backwards and fell on his back.

[Ah, this body is really hard to use. He fell down when he pulled out an ax.] Zhang Feng muttered.

He used his ax to support the ground and stood up on the mud.

[Hey, I got the ax. It feels like I got the equipment in the game. 】

Zhang Feng briefly weighed the weight of the ax.

Suddenly, he discovered that the ax was ridiculously light. It looked so big, but it was effortless when he held it in his hand.

It was as if the ax was tailor-made for him, and he could even perform tricks with ease.

After Zhang Feng got the ax, he waved it in the air several times.

After the "swish" sound broke through the air, a satisfied smile hung on his face.

With weapons and his invincible movement skills, he can finally go on the road with peace of mind.
Chapter completed!