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"Don't waste time, bring their heads back and ask the patriarch for an errand!" The man in the lead looked fierce and vicious, and he slashed at Zhang Xiaolang's head with the knife in his hand.

The other men were all watching from the sidelines, because they felt that when the two people were seriously injured, it was impossible to have the strength to resist anymore.

Especially that girl, although the strength she showed before was very terrifying, but now she is in a coma!

This is the perfect opportunity!

When the man's knife was about to slash Zhang Xiaolang's head, Zhang Xiaolang shouted, pulled out the sword of the heart, his eyes were confused, and he swung a sword at the back.

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

He gritted his teeth and stood up.

He was drawing on the last of his body's strength.

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

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

The other men also exclaimed.

"Let's get on it!"

"Be careful, this little imp still has strength!"

"Damn little ghost, don't die obediently!"

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

The knives in their hands were all slashed towards Zhang Xiaolang's body one by one.

Zhang Xiaolang felt that his mind was becoming more and more unconscious.

Even, Zhang Xiaolang has the illusion that he can fall asleep immediately as long as he blinks.

He finally lost consciousness, as if in a dream.

In the dream, Zhang Xiaolang turned into a murderous madman, holding the sword in his hand, and went on a killing spree, killing all the dozen men who caught up!

All he could hear was the screams of those men, and the blood that kept pouring out of them!

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

I don't know how long it took, but he didn't even feel the slightest bit of consciousness.

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

He felt like his whole body was frozen.

When he opened his eyes, Zhang Xiaolang found that the surroundings were very dim, the moonlight was very dim, and there was a wolf-like crescent moon hanging in the night sky.

Around, it's still the same forest.

It's the place where I fell to the ground before.

There was a pain all over his body, and he even felt that his body was still a little slimy, which was very disgusting and uncomfortable.

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

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

"Paper Knife ......"

Zhang Xiaolang slowly wanted to get up.

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

But when he stood up, he was startled.

Because he found that the surroundings ...... They were all lying full of corpses.

The Sword of Punishment was unsheathed, and it was lying next to a corpse.

Zhang Xiaolang hurriedly picked up the sword and put it back in the scabbard.

"This ...... What's going on? ”

Zhang Xiaolang remembered that he was obviously surrounded by these people, and at that time he didn't even have the strength to resist a little.

He just felt like he had a dream, and in the dream he was like he had gone berserk and killed them all.

But...... When I woke up now, I saw so many corpses.

Could it be that the scene in my dream has actually become true?

But now Zhang Xiaolang can't care so much, since these people are dead, it can't be better.

It's night now, and a long time has passed, which shows that Master Ke didn't continue to send people to chase and kill him.

I don't know how the red beans and the nineteen pots are doing now? Did they decide the winners?

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

Although the paper knife has passed out and is completely unconscious, the paper knife's chest is still hot, and Zhang Xiaolang can also hear a steady heartbeat, so it seems that the paper knife is not dead.

Zhang Xiaolang picked up the paper knife, he only felt that he was already a little weak, but ...... It's as if there's always a force in his body that keeps him going to overdraw.

Holding the paper knife, Zhang Xiaolang didn't know where to go.

His mind was a little vague, and he couldn't tell the direction, he only knew that he had to go as far as possible, and he must not be caught up by the people of the Ke tribe again.

After walking aimlessly with a paper knife for an unknown amount of time, Zhang Xiaolang suddenly felt a burst of air under his feet.

Brush Brush Brush ......

He felt as if he was rolling on a large slope with a paper knife, and kept rolling down.

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

And then ...... Zhang Xiaolang is completely ...... Loss of consciousness.

At this time.

Lost deer island coast.

"It's been going around and around for a few days, Uncle Wolf, let's ...... When are we leaving? "The white dragon slashed a tree trunk weakly with an axe.

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

Acacias, on the other hand, light fires along the coast.

Yes, they are building ships.

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

For two days, when they were tired, they would sit down and rest for a while, and then rely on the weapons in the White Dragon Weapon Box to cut the wood into various regular shapes, hoping to build a ship.

With no experience in shipbuilding, Zhang Lang could only rely on his memory of the ship to slowly explore.

This large area on the coast has already been cut down by Zhang Lang and Bailong.

"Uncle, let's ...... There is no food......" Hehuan opened the cloth bag that came out of Liu Zhijie's tribe and Bailong afterwards, with a distressed face.

Nowadays, Lost Deer Island, especially on the edge of Lost Deer Island, is very barren, and all the game that can be found has been destroyed by other tribes, and it can be said that it is very difficult to find meat in the area around 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 in a hurry.

Zhang Lang stopped what he was doing and said, "Let's stop here today...... Let's continue ...... tomorrow."

Seeing that the pieces of wood around him that had been cut into planks were no longer usable, Zhang Lang felt distressed.

Shipbuilding, why is it so difficult?

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

Zhang Lang walked to the edge of the bonfire and sat aside, Hehuan walked over to help Zhang Lang wipe his sweat, but was gently pushed away by Zhang Lang, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Xiaohehuan ......" Bailong also came to Zhang Lang's side as if he had been amnestied: "Uncle Wolf, let's ...... now" Isn't it time to find something to eat? I'm really hungry, I'm doing you a favor, how can you make your workers hungry? ”