"Don't waste time, take their heads back and ask the patriarch for the job!" The leading man looked fierce and chopped down at Zhang Xiaolang's head with the knife in his hand.

The other men were watching because they felt that when the two were seriously injured, they would not have the strength to resist.

Especially that girl, although her strength was very terrifying before, she is now unconscious!

This is a great opportunity!

When the man's knife was about to cut on Zhang Xiaolang's head, Zhang Xiaolang shouted loudly, pulled out the Zhuxin Sword, his eyes were confused, and he swung a sword at the back.

But this time, Zhang Xiaolang heard a scream like a pig slaughtering from behind him!

He gritted his teeth and stood up.

He overdraws the last strength in his body.

He saw that his sword just now had actually cut off the man's arm very unexpectedly!

This is also because the man just now had no defense, so Zhang Xiaolang actually injured him!

The other men also exclaimed.

“Go together!”

"Be careful, this little devil still has the strength!"

"Damn it, why don't you die obediently!"

More than a dozen men actually rushed towards Zhang Xiaolang like a swarm.

The knives in their hands were all cut at Zhang Xiaolang's body one by one.

Zhang Xiaolang felt more and more confused.

Even Zhang Xiaolang had the illusion that he could fall asleep immediately in the blink of an eye.

He finally lost consciousness, as if he had a dream.

In the dream, Zhang Xiaolang transformed into a murderous maniac. He held the heart-killing sword in his hand and started a killing act, killing all the dozen men he caught up with!

He could only hear the screams of those men in a daze, and the blood that kept flowing out of them!

Zhang Xiaolang felt that his face was hot and very sticky, and it was the feeling of blood sprinkling on his face!

I don't know how long he had lost his consciousness.

When Zhang Xiaolang woke up again, he felt very cold and very hot.

He felt like his whole body was frozen.

When Zhang Xiaolang opened his eyes, he found that the surroundings were very dark, the moonlight was very bleak, and a new moon like wolf teeth hung in the night sky.

The forest is still around.

It's where I fell to the ground before.

A pain came from his whole body, and he even felt a little sticky. This feeling was very disgusting and uncomfortable.

At the same time, the strong smell of blood around made Zhang Xiaolang feel pungent and want to vomit.

He turned his head and saw the paper knife lying next to him with his eyes closed.

"Paper knife..."

Zhang Xiaolang slowly wanted to get up.

He himself didn't know that he could still have the strength to stand up.

But when he stood up, he was startled.

Because he found out, the surroundings... were all covered with corpses.

The Zhuxin Sword has been unsheathed and is lying next to a corpse.

Zhang Xiaolang hurriedly picked up the Zhuxin Sword and put it back into the scabbard.

"This...what's going on?"

Zhang Xiaolang remembered that he was obviously surrounded by these people, and at that time he had no strength to resist.

He just felt like he had a dream, and he was like crazy in the dream and killed all these people.

But... Now after waking up, I saw so many corpses.

Did the scene in my dream become real?

But now Zhang Xiaolang can't take care of that much. Since these people are dead, that's great.

It's already night now, and it's been a long time since then, which means that Master Ke has no longer sent anyone to chase him.

I don’t know how Hongdou and Shijiu are now? Have they decided to win or lose?

Zhang Xiaolang thought about this in his heart, so he slowly squatted down and lay on the chest of the paper knife.

Although the Paper Knife has fallen into a coma and has no consciousness at all, the Paper Knife's chest is still hot, and Zhang Xiaolang can hear a steady heartbeat. It seems that the Paper Knife is not dead yet.

Zhang Xiaolang picked up the paper knife. He felt that he was already a little weak, but... it seemed like there was always a force in his body that he could overdraw.

After picking up the paper knife, Zhang Xiaolang didn't know where to go.

His mind was a little blurry and he couldn't tell the direction. He only knew that the further he had to go, the better he would never be caught up with by the people of the Ke tribe.

After walking aimlessly with the paper knife, Zhang Xiaolang suddenly felt a moment of rushing under his feet.

Brush brush...

He felt as if he was rolling on a large slope, rolling downwards.

Then, he felt his arms loose, the paper knife left his arms, and his whole body suddenly became cold, as if he had fallen into the water.

Then... Zhang Xiaolang completely... lost consciousness.

at this time.

The coast of Sokashima.

"It's been a few days since we went around, Uncle Wolf, when will we... go?" Bailong cut down a tree trunk weakly with an axe.

Zhang Lang was covered in sweat and was using vines to tie the wood that had been cut very neatly together.

Acacia makes a fire on the coast.

Yes, they are building ships.

Since I came here the day before yesterday, Zhang Lang and Bai Long have been busy for two days.

After two days, when they were tired, they sat down and rested for a while, and then used the weapons in the White Dragon weapon box to cut the wood into various regular shapes, wanting to form a ship.

Without experience in building a ship, Zhang Lang could only rely on his memory of the ship to explore slowly.

A large piece of trees have been cut off by Zhang Lang and Bai Long in this large area on the coast.

"Uncle, we... have no food..." Hehuan opened the cloth bag that Bailong had come out from Liu Zhijie's tribe, with a look of distress.

The current Sikashima, especially the edge of Sikashima, is very barren, and the wild game that can be found has been destroyed by other tribes. It can be said that it is even more difficult to find meat on the edge of the coast.

Zhang Lang wiped his sweat, but Zhang Lang didn't feel cold in the cold weather.

Bai Long complained a little, and Zhang Lang was really too hasty.

Zhang Lang stopped the movement in his hand and said, "Let's stop here today... let's continue tomorrow..."

Seeing that the pieces of wood that were cut into wooden boards were no longer used, Zhang Lang felt distressed.

Why is it so difficult to build a ship?

But if you want to build a raft, you can't resist the waves at all.

Zhang Lang walked to the bonfire and sat aside. Hehuan walked over to help Zhang Lang wipe his sweat, but was gently pushed away by Zhang Lang and smiled and said, "Thank you, Little Hehuan..." Bai Long also came to Zhang Lang's side as if he was granted a general amnesty: "Uncle Lang, should we... go find something to eat now? My stomach is really hungry. I am helping you. How can you make your workers hungry?"
Chapter completed!