[Everybody! I'm really sorry today.,Because I'm a pure newcomer.,I didn't know where I clicked the wrong thing in the middle of the night last night.,The author's backstage was locked.。 As a result, the previous chapters disappeared, and the worse news was that the new chapters could not be uploaded. I contacted the editor-in-charge in the morning, and I was back to normal just now. Quan Pinxiang apologizes to everyone here. 】

In a long wooden house near the sea, Wang Dahai, whose back was full of whip marks at the moment, was lying on the animal skin, enduring the pain coming from his flesh, and comforting Nala softly.

Nala's eyes were red and obviously she had just cried, although Evan had escaped the fate of being beheaded, but seeing the whip beating again and again, and hearing the crisp sound of the whip touching the skin, she felt that her heart was about to break, and she wished that it was herself who was whipped.

Looking at the well-behaved and sensible little Evan in front of him, no one would have thought that he was so brave in the face of whipping, not only did he not dodge anything, but he never said a word, and even a tear did not fall.

A teenager of his age should be able to cry and scream and beg for mercy, but these reactions that should have appeared were not seen in him at all, he never said a word, and endured in silence, if it weren't for the clear proof that everything that happened was true, Nala even felt a little dreaming.

Leaving only Nala and her siblings in the family, Olaf and his people continued to search for Obert's traces, the scars on his back washed and herbs applied.

He is actually very sleepy and tired now, he didn't have a good rest last night, plus a hangover, who knew that he came out again early in the morning, and now the whole person's spirit is very poor, but the wound on his back hurts, and he can't sleep if he wants to.

Seeing that Russ and Little Mary wanted to come up but didn't dare to come up, they could only hide from a distance and look this way, with a concerned expression on their faces, Wang Dahai felt warm in his heart.

This is the family, this is the affection.

But when he saw Nala crying while drugged himself, he could only endure the pain and pretend that he was not in trouble, bragging to Nala that he was very good and that he was as strong as a bison, so he almost stood up and swore that Nala would not cry.

He didn't want Nala and his family to worry about him, he didn't want his family to cry for him, he couldn't stand this situation, he got too much warmth in this home, his life was saved by Nala, he just wanted to bring joy and happiness to his family, but so far he couldn't reciprocate, he was ashamed, he was very guilty.

Time passed slowly in recuperation, because of the back injury and age, he could only honestly lie on the animal skin all day long and couldn't go out.

Nala also joined the search team the next day, leaving only Russ and Mary at home, but fortunately with these two clever ghosts, Wang Dahai's life will not be difficult.

Russ took good care of him every day, and always reminded Mary of the wound for fear that her young sister would accidentally touch the wound.

Although little Mary is small, she should be said to be very sensible, because it is still very hot in the wooden house in summer, so she will bring water to Wang Dahai when he is thirsty, and will wipe his sweat with her delicate little fat hands from time to time.

Ole and they came the next day, not only by themselves, but also by their parents, and brought all kinds of herbs and food, but fortunately they all came with their parents, if they had made an appointment to come together, their little wooden house would not have been able to fit so many people.

When the brothers came, they saw Wang Dahai, who was pale and scarred on his back, his expression was ugly, and his eyes were red.

If it weren't for them and their parents, Boss Wang felt that they would definitely start crying, and he could see that the tears of Ole and their eyes were rolling in their eyes at that time, and they endured it very hard.

When the brothers came, while their parents were talking to Nala and Olaf, he whispered to Ole and Leaf, telling them to take advantage of the lack of attention to secretly re-examine the place where the weapons had been hidden that day, and cover up all traces.

He was afraid that the time was a little hurried that night, and if any flaws were revealed, he would do a good thing for the thief, and the Count would definitely take those weapons as his own, and take them for himself.

More than ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Wang Dahai can already go out to sit on the beach and bask in the sun, although the scars on his back have long been scarred, but the pain is still there.

And with an unbearable itch, several times he wanted to reach out and scratch his back, which should be absolutely comfortable.

He can't do strenuous exercise now, for fear of breaking open the wound that has just grown into a scar, so now he walks very carefully when he goes out, and his body is always straight, and he doesn't dare to bend in the slightest, which is comparable to a puppet.

In the past ten days, everyone has searched almost everywhere, but there has been no trace of Abbott, and since yesterday the search has stopped, and the count has to face the reality that his only heir, his son, has disappeared.

Although no one said anything, everyone knew in their hearts that the little fat man was definitely no longer on this territory, and now there were two results.

One is that Abbott was kidnapped in order to threaten Count Rolf, so he is still alive.

The second is that this poor boy is no longer in this world, he is dead!

If it was the first, there was still hope of survival, but after so many days, the Count had not received any news, and no one had come to the Count.

So in the midst of this anxious waiting, the Count's temper became very bad, and I heard that several men had been pulled out and whipped for various reasons, including guards who were loyal to him.

During the time when he was recuperating from his injuries, Da Moguwu and Linda never came, if it wasn't for what he saw with his own eyes that day, they saved themselves, Wang Dahai felt a little unreal, they appeared like ghosts to save themselves, and then disappeared from their sight.

"Ole! You're coming. ”

In recent days, as Wang Dahai can stand up and go out for activities, Ole and others will come to the beach to accompany him after finishing training every morning.

Today was no exception, with more than a dozen teenagers frolicking to his side.

Looking at the group of teenagers in front of him, Wang Dahai felt that although his appearance was similar to them, his mentality was really old, and it was fully reflected from them that the very philosophical words of the ancestors, [young people don't know what it feels like]!

"These days, you've taken the time to chop more wood like this."

As his words spoke, Wang Dahai took out a thin piece of bark from his arms and handed it over.

"Huh? What is it?

Look at the front like an arrow.

But why does it look so strange? ”

As everyone's heads came together and stared at the bark, the sound of questioning was heard.

"This is an arrowhead, and it's a kind of bow.

However, this bow is more lethal and can shoot farther.

The main thing is that this bow is simple to operate.

Although it is still loaded with one arrow at a time, it is more stable.

I've got a new name for this arrow! ”

Wang Dahai explained to everyone while pointing to the sketches drawn on the bark of the tree to explain the function to them.

"And most importantly.

The average adult can shoot a maximum of eighteen to twenty-five arrows with the original bow, and then he will have no strength.

But this crossbow has no such problem at all.

As long as the distance is long and the arrows are enough, then you can keep firing at the target.

There is no such thing as a lack of energy to shoot an arrow. ”

He didn't care that the young man was still surprised by the sketch, and he told himself the greatest advantages of the crossbow in his previous life.

Wang Dahai showed everyone that it was the killing weapon [Crossbow] that had dominated for thousands of years in his previous life, and he also drew it with his original vague memory after repeated revisions.

After the decapitation of the Count, he himself lay on the hide, because the pain of the wound always made it difficult to sleep, and he thought a lot, thinking of the past, and of the future.

The past has become a memory, but the future has always made him feel confused, but after this incident, what kind of confusion finally revealed a gap, he knew what he needed, and he knew what he needed to do now.

The feeling that life can't be controlled by himself is really too bad, that helplessness, that kind of confusion is enough once, and he doesn't want to try it once.

He finally realized how difficult it was to live on his own terms without being threatened in this desolate and savage place, and that freedom was a luxury.

The Count killed him as casually as if he had trampled an ant to death, and he believed that he would never forget that feeling for the rest of his life.

If you want to live well, if you want to be free, if you want to take control of your own life, you need great strength, but also powerful weapons and followers, and only by doing this can you stand in this chaotic world.

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