That night, everyone didn't chat much, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. Many slaves didn't even dare to show off their anger.

There is no reason, just because the axe has not come back, the five-claws love the most.

The jungle is dangerous, especially at night, and has not come back by this time. There is only one possibility, that is, the axe must have died.

"Bang!"

Five claws hit the ground with one punch: "How is it possible? How is it possible? The axe is so strong. Even if he encounters ten wolfs, he can escape, not to mention that he is surrounded by soybeans!"

"This..." The people around him didn't know how to comfort him now.

But no one is surprised. The jungle is full of dangers, and even the most powerful people are at risk.

"Tiger." Five claws roared at this time.

"A Da, what's the matter with me?" Hu ran over with guilt.

"Your brother is gone, you must find him tomorrow." Five claws' voice was deep.

"I know Ada."

"By the way, when I went in, I saw you and Axe on the same route. Have you ever seen him on the way?" Wuzard stared at Hu and asked.

"See it." Hu nodded.

"oh?"

"Yes, but I walked away without talking to him, and then I saw him running inside."

"I haven't encountered it again?"

"No more." Hu swears.

"Well, you can rest." Wuzhao waved his hand.

Hu returned to Wang Chong's side. Wang Chong was drinking mutton soup alone at this time, but his eyes were actually looking at Hu.

"I told me what you taught me about, Ada, it seems that he has no doubts." Hu whispered.

Wang Chong bit off a piece of meat and whispered: "Suspicion must be suspicious, but you can't beat an axe before, so even if you doubt it, he may not understand how you did it. Remember to not reveal any flaws in the future."

"knew."

"In addition, don't drink wine, so as not to say nonsense when you get drunk." Wang Chong reminded.

"Um."

Early the next morning, Wuzhao personally took the people into the jungle. After searching for a long time, he finally found in a grass where he was gnawed and his servants.

"My son is dead!"

Five claws looked at the corpse and their bodies trembled.

After returning, the bodies of these two people were buried. Wang Chong looked at the axe's small grave and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Today next year, the grave grass should be full. In order to kill you, I wasted 2,000 experience points."

Wang Zhong murmured silently in his heart and returned to the hut.

Without the axe, the days ahead were indeed much better.

Now, the most powerful person around Wuzhao is naturally the tiger. Many people who originally supported the axe have turned to support the tiger.

After this guy was trained by five claws, although he was still not very brave, his strength was trained to grow stronger. Now, he was afraid he would be equal to each other when he was asked to compete with the axe.

Late at night, Wang Chong lit an oil lamp for his small thatched hut, looked at the mute girl in thin sheepskin in front of him and nodded, "Let's start."

"Yes." The mute girl focused her head and rushed towards Wang Chong.

"Bang!"

The two attacked each other in an instant. If you look closely, you can see that their moves are the same.

"The speed is too slow. Please let go when attacking me."

Wang Chong said, pushing his palm slightly, attacking the mute girl's chest.

The mute girl groaned and took a few steps back.

"Come again." Wang Chong shook his head: "Next year will be your assessment. Your strength is already small. If you don't work hard on speed and skills, you won't pass the assessment, do you know?"

"Yes." The mute girl nodded, her eyes ignited.

"Attack me, treat me as a big bird, don't forget how those people treat you, if you are weak, you will be beaten."

Wang Chong's voice echoed in the mute girl's ears, and the mute girl's movements became faster.

"Bang bang bang..."

An hour passed and the two were sweating profusely.

Two hours passed and the two were panting.

Three hours later, I finally couldn't beat it.

The mute girl lay on the bed with difficulty, and said, "Mu Tou, how did you learn these?"

Nowadays, the mute girl has been trained to speak very carefully.

"Use your brain." Wang Chong sat cross-legged and pointed to his head: "Remember, force is external force after all, and our most powerful weapon is our brain."

"Well, I... know."

The mute girl nodded in admiration. She remembered that after Wang Chong became a servant and owned his own house, he let her live here.

Originally, she thought that Mutou had any inappropriate thoughts about her. After all, in the wasteland, many children ripened prematurely.

But later she found that it was not. Mutou asked her to come in, not only gave her delicious food and drink, but also taught her kung fu.

At first she didn't know what kung fu was. It was not until after the wood was demonstrated that she realized that with kung fu, she could defeat the Warriors, a weak woman.

From that day on, she decided that she would become a warrior. She should not be a humble slave, she should not be with people she does not love, she should not even know who her father is.

She wants to decide her own future!

"Okay, wipe your sweat, eat something, and go to bed."

Although Wang Chong is a child, the mute girl no longer thinks so. Instead, she has long regarded Wang Chong as an elder.

The mute girl went to make hot water, while Wang Chong added a handful of firewood to the fire in the house.

The flames were sizzling. Although the temperature outside was very cold, the room was very warm.

When the mute girl was scrubbing herself, she looked at Wang Chong curiously.

From beginning to end, Mutou was always facing her back, which made her very strange. You know, there were many little kids in the tribe who had learned to peek at the slaves and girls when they were seven or eight years old, but Mutou never.

"What a strange wood." The mute girl thought to herself: "Don't you like me?"

After thinking about it, the mute girl denied this idea herself.

Because she remembered that other girls in the tribe seduced Mu from time to time, but Mu kept holding a stern face.

"Could it be?" Thinking of this, the mute girl looked at Mutou with a hint of pity, "No, I have to find a way to correct Mutou."

The mute girl went to bed soon.

The bed in the house is different from the beds of other wasteland slaves.

The beds of other wasteland slaves were covered with hay underneath and soft fur on them.

However, the bed inside Wang Xu's house has a bracket. In Wang Chong's words, it is to prevent moisture.

This small invention was learned by many people at that time. Everyone said that since the bed bracket was established, they were not afraid of the fur being wet.

Wang Chong scrubbed his body and walked to the edge of the bed.

The mute girl was sleeping against him. At this moment, she opened a crack and watched Wang Chong walk.

"The wood is so high now, and he will definitely be as strong as other warriors in the future, no, he is stronger than them."

The mute girl was thinking, and Wang Chong reached out to her.
Chapter completed!