After Zhang Lang walked out of the tribe, he felt his chest getting more and more stuffy.

His legs had begun to become weak, and they were so soft that they could not walk.

Zhang Lang forced himself to walk under a tree, holding a package in one hand and putting the other on the trunk.

He turned around and saw Bai Long, Hehuan, Qian Yuyuan and the other two slowly walking towards this side.

"Uncle Wolf, where are we going?" Bai Long had no strength before Zhang Lang could see.

Zhang Lang looked at the small tribe not far away, and Hehuan asked again: "Uncle, you are injured now, why don't we stay here?"

Zhang Lang shook his head and said, "It seems that Zhao Jiayi is still saved, but that Liu Zhijie is helpless. His petite intestine is very dangerous... If I really reach the point where I can't move, our situation will become quite dangerous..."

"It turns out that Uncle Wolf can't believe that fat man..." Bai Long sighed.

Zhang Lang nodded.

Qian Yuyuan suddenly said, "You think that fat man is dangerous, don't you think I'm more dangerous?"

Zhang Lang said: "If you want to do it, you would have done it long ago. You are fully capable of killing me now... I'll give you this opportunity!"

Zhang Lang suddenly stared at Qian Yuyuan seriously.

Qian Yuyuan's eyes suddenly became complicated.

After a long time, Zhang Lang asked, "I don't kill you, there is a reason for me. You haven't tried to assassinate me. I think you have your own reasons for me..."

Qian Yuyuan said: "I know I can't kill you, I don't want to cause trouble for myself..."

Zhang Lang shook his head, "Is this really the case?"

Qian Yuyuan was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Lang said again: "I'm afraid this is not your reason, right? I was not sure at first, but after seeing your attitude, I was sure that you wouldn't kill me at all, even if I don't have the ability to threaten you..."

Qian Yuyuan gritted her teeth and said, "Why are you so sure?"

Zhang Lang smiled: "Although I don't know what the reason is...but I'm so sure..."

Zhang Lang handed the package in his hand to Bailong, and Bailong took it and shouted, "What is it heavy...? Ah? It's eaten?"

Zhang Lang ignored Bai Long and stood in front of Qian Yuyuan.

He was one head taller than Qian Yuyuan, and Qian Yuyuan looked up and met Zhang Lang's sharp eyes.

She hurriedly dodged a little.

"If I have to guess... it's because...Ma Erxin?" Zhang Lang suddenly smiled.

Qian Yuyuan said in a daze: "You... why are you so sure?"

"Whip said my identity before. I am Marxin's friend. I accidentally saw a little shocked change in your expression... What is your relationship with Marxin?" Zhang Lang asked.

Qian Yuyuan said: "We are on the same boat and are good friends!"

Zhang Lang shook his head: "It's definitely more than that. You must have your own purpose... Anyway, think about it yourself. Do you want me to live or die? I think Marxin will definitely not let me die!"

Qian Yuyuan pursed her lips and her eyes were hesitant.

Zhang Lang suddenly felt that the woman in front of him became mysterious.

"So, think about a solution and see how to detoxify my body..." Zhang Lang stretched out his hand and grabbed one of Qian Yuyuan's wrists. The wrists that had turned black before had returned to normal: "So you still said you won't detoxify?"

Qian Yuyuan sighed: "Okay, I admit that I have some ways to save myself, but that is limited to the situation where the amount of poison on me is very small. Now your chest is covered in flesh, I can't do it either, I really can't..."

Zhang Lang stared at Qian Yuyuan for a while before letting go of Qian Yuyuan's wrist and said to Bailong: "Let's go first, find a place to stay tonight..."

Hehuan said worriedly: "But uncle, you are injured now..."

"I'm not in the way..." Zhang Lang had already begun to walk towards the distance.

Bailong and Hehuan hurriedly chased after him.

Qian Yuyuan looked at the backs of several people with a hesitant expression.

After a while, she gritted her teeth and said to herself: "Marxin, the man you have been waiting for is back... Don't forget, I'm helping you this time..."

Qian Yuyuan still gritted her teeth and chased after her.

The group left the tribe and walked into the jungle.

The more you reach the periphery of Shikashima, the jungle gradually becomes sparse.

Zhang Lang became more and more tired as he walked, and finally couldn't help but find a slightly empty place and sat down.

If it were the case before, Zhang Lang might have to consider whether he would meet any cannibals here.

But now in Shikashima... Zhang Lang felt that having a white dragon around him was enough to deal with it.

Zhang Lang leaned against the trunk of the tree, and the white dragon became busy, looking for dry firewood while making fire.

Although Zhang Lang did not give any instructions, he actually found Qian Yuyuan started to help in a daze.

In this way, Zhang Lang became more convinced of his judgment. Qian Yuyuan had the opportunity to assassinate him, but he had not taken action for a long time.

Just like in the tent before, he and Qian Yuyuan fell asleep. Zhang Lang felt that he was a very unsuspecting person. When he was woken up, he found that Qian Yuyuan was sleeping with him in his arms.

So why didn’t Qian Yuyuan kill herself during this period?

After Zhang Lang woke up, he felt very careless. How could he let such a dangerous person sleep with him?

Until the whip appeared and after the whip confirmed that he and Marxin knew each other, he saw some complicated emotions on Qian Yuyuan's face.

So Zhang Lang guessed that the reason why Qian Yuyuan was still with him must be for Marxin.

Zhang Lang took a deep breath and felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. He finally couldn't help but get tired and closed his eyes.

When he was sleeping until midnight, Zhang Lang seemed to hear someone calling his name gently.

He raised his eyelids hazyly and found a bonfire. Bailong was lying on the ground and fell asleep. Hehuan leaned on his shoulder and covered himself with a coat. Qian Yuyuan leaned against the tree trunk opposite him, resting with her eyes closed on the opposite tree.

"Zhang Lang...Zhang Lang..."

The sound was distant and deep, and in this late night it was like a Devil's cry coming to hell.

Zhang Lang was a little chilled, and he gently pushed Hehuan away.

His body stood up uncontrollably. He clearly had no strength anymore, but why did the sound keep attracting himself over like magic?

Zhang Lang felt that his feet were not following his commands, and he slowly walked towards the depths of the jungle.

After walking for a while, the sound finally stopped. Only then did Zhang Lang see that under the moonlight, a girl in white was facing her back.

"Who are you?" Zhang Lang found that his throat had become hoarse, and his voice was as ugly as a duck. The girl slowly turned her head and smiled, "Zhang Lang, long time no see..."

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