poor mechanic

Grandma Dashan waited for Liu Xiang to finish the soup and went back with the bowl.

Seeing her struggling to move, Liu Xiang suddenly felt an unknown sadness welling up in her heart.

This feeling was uncomfortable, so he quickly lowered his head and moved the mechanical palm of his left hand to divert his attention.

After Grandma Dashan came home, Liu Xiang began his survival in the wild.

He went to the stove to get a smaller shovel, and then walked outside the tribe.

No one was seen on the road in the tribe.

The spring sun is warm, but now it can only shine on a lonely place, with no one to feel it.

After leaving the tribe, Liu Xiang roughly determined the direction and walked toward a low hill to the west.

As he walked, Liu Xiang observed his surroundings.

It was empty here, with no vegetation, only a few unknown shrubs in the distance, and only wooden straws left.

The ground was dry and hard, and the animal skin soles made a tingling sound when stepped on.

Liu Xiang didn't dare to walk too fast for fear of wearing out the soles of her shoes.

Halfway through, he began to compare the surrounding environment with the wilderness survival knowledge transmitted to him by his brain.

This should be considered a desert environment like the Gobi Desert.

The only things that can be eaten should be small insects and the like, but there should be no plant tubers.

After carefully observing the surroundings, there was no sign of crawlers, not even an ant.

It's too desolate here.

Liu Xiang cursed and continued walking forward.

Soon we arrived near the small mound. The environment here was similar to that on the road. There were a few shallow ravines. There was nothing in them, not even rotten leaves or the like.

Cleaner than face.

Climbing up the mound, Liu Xiang looked into the distance.

Suddenly, a burst of energy came towards him. In an instinctive reaction, Liu Xiang blocked it with his left hand.

With a clang, a huge force came from Liu Xiang's left palm.

Liu Xiang didn't expect the opponent's strength to be so great. He was knocked back far away before he could react, and fell onto his back with a plop.

He quickly propped himself up, and then the attack from the opposite side came again.

Liu Xiang saw clearly this time that the man was holding a machete.

If it weren't for the mechanical palm of his left hand that resisted the attack, he would be a dead man now.

For a moment, he was stunned, and the man's attack was already approaching.

This knife was aimed at his head. If it had been a solid cut, his head would have been cut in half.

In the flash of lightning, Liu Xiang quickly rolled aside.

As a result, before he had rolled far, a strong wind was already hitting his back.

Liu Xiang quickly turned around, grabbed the scimitar with his left hand, pulled hard, and flicked it.

The opponent's scimitar left his hand and fell to the ground far away.

The person who attacked Liu Xiang did not expect that this young child would have such strength in his hands.

While he was stunned, Liu Xiang had already jumped on him and knocked him to the ground.

Then he raised his fist and smashed it into the man's face.

This person also reacted quickly, returning his arms to defend and blocking Liu Xiang's right fist attack.

But he forgot that Liu Xiang's left fist was very strong. With this punch, there was only a click, and the man's arm was broken.

Liu Xiang now fights solely by instinct, what kind of rules does he have?

The left fist was raised, and the right fist was lowered.

However, before the fist could land, a force of skill came over and Liu Xiang was thrown off the man.

That man's strength is not as strong as Liu Xiang's, and there is a lot of difference, but his fighting skills and fighting experience are very rich.

With a few twists and turns, Liu Xiang was freed from Liu Xiang's restraints.

However, his right arm was injured and he was not as strong as Liu Xiang, so he already wanted to give up.

But Liu Xiang had no intention of letting him go. It wasn't that Liu Xiang was bloodthirsty, but that he couldn't control himself in his current state.

He was frightened and instinctively wanted to eliminate the threat in front of him.

Therefore, after being thrown off, he turned around and got up and rushed towards the man again.

This pounce was in vain, but by chance, he pounced next to the scimitar that was thrown away.

Without any hesitation, he grabbed the scimitar, turned around, and ran after the man who ran not far away.

As he approached the man, Liu Xiang stabbed him in the back.

Just hearing the sound of "Ah!", the man was split in half with a knife.

Liu Xiang subconsciously raised the knife in his hand to continue chopping, but there was a shout in the distance.

He was startled and became more awake.

Seeing a group of people running towards him quickly, he was so frightened that he dropped the scimitar in his hand and ran back.

Liu Xiang didn't know how he got back to his residence. He only knew that when he woke up, he felt pain in the soles of his two feet.

And there were three people standing beside him.

One is Liu Yongsheng, the other is Grandma Dashan, and the other one he has some impression of is a tribal leader.

The three people looked at Feng Hao, who was curled up on the torn fur blanket.

Seeing that he was somewhat awake, Liu Yongsheng asked.

"You brat, you went out for a walk when you had nothing to do, and you almost got hunted back and eaten."

"Don't talk. The baby was frightened just now. Talk to him again later."

Grandma Dashan scolded Liu Yongsheng, then turned around and gave Liu Xiangdao a bowl of water.

"Baby, drink some water to calm down.

It's okay now. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? "

Liu Xiang took the water from Grandma Dashan's hand and took two big gulps. However, he suddenly smelled the smell of blood on his hand, and his head felt dizzy, and then he vomited violently.

Grandma Dashan patted his back distressedly and comforted him.

"Baby, it's all over, okay, okay."

At this time, Liu Yongsheng looked at the leader, who motioned for him to go out before talking.

So the two of them came to the yard. After a while, Liu Yongsheng followed the leader and came back soon with some things in his hands.

Liu Xiang also slowly adapted to it at this time, leaving only the pain in the soles of his feet.

Grandma Dashan was collecting the bitter water he had just spit out, still mumbling about it.

"When two demons fight, the stronger one will stay. Kill those who deserve to be killed, keep those who deserve to be kept, and fight with those who are alive. Don't force yourself to die..."

Listening to what Grandma Dashan said, Liu Xiang's attention was diverted. He wanted to ask Grandma Dashan what she was mumbling about, but Liu Yongsheng spoke.

He put the things he was carrying on the table and gritted his teeth.

"Haha, you are so talented. You are so young, yet you still dare to kill people."

After hearing this, Grandma Dashan turned around and glared at him. She wanted to say something but was attracted by the things on the table.

She put down the tools in her hands and went over to grab those things.

"Are these given by the leader?"

"Ok.

No, it can’t be said that it was given.

This kid earned it by risking his life. "

Liu Yongsheng said something confusing.

Liu Xiang didn't understand, and neither did Grandma Dashan. She asked casually.

"What's the meaning……"

Halfway through her words, she seemed to understand and asked eagerly.

"You mean the leader wants the baby to go..."