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Zhuang Lun's fingers stopped suddenly, although the hunger still kept hitting his mind, but he still resisted the strong urge.

His hands were stirred together, and the force he used even wrenched his fingers, but even the pain of breaking them could not distract him.

People who have not had this experience will never be able to understand what a great torment it is to feel like to be starved to death.

It's not the kind of feeling like you're on the verge of dying because you're busy with work, eating one or two meals less, or drinking vegetable juice all day long to lose weight.

Those who feel that hunger is not torture are like a person who has run 10 meters and dares to say that running is not torture and that the marathon will be easy.

In those famine periods in history, there was even a phenomenon of changing children and eating, dissecting the remains and cooking, and the pain of hunger could even annihilate human nature.

Survival, it's an instinct that's engraved in your bones, you can despise it, but you can't ignore it.

The reason why Zhuang Lun can still support it now is because he is constantly reminding himself that he is now a fifth-level warrior and cannot die of hunger, and this feeling of hunger is just a false illusion.

A burning heat appeared from his stomach and spread to all parts of his body, Zhuang Lun's body was constantly trembling, his muscles were twitching, and his bone marrow seemed to be pulled out.

"Ahh

Zhuang Lun's mouth kept screaming, his nails were inserted into his thighs, blood was gurgling out, his teeth were biting his lips tightly, and blood continued to ooze out along the corners of his mouth.

He wanted to distract himself with these pains, but these pains, in the face of the strong wave of hunger and pain, were instantly drowned.

"You can't starve to death right now. As long as you believe in this, you will be able to withstand the pain of hunger. ”

Shui Xin's voice sounded in Zhuang Lun's mind, her tone was cold, but her words made Zhuang Lun's consciousness sober up a little.

Zhuang Lun let out one howl after another in pain, and these sounds spread out of his tent and throughout the entire square in front of the mountain gate.

"What's going on? Whose cry is this? Why is it so miserable? ”

"It seems to have come from Zhuang Lun's tent, could it be that Zhuang Lun is torturing someone?"

"I didn't see anyone enter his tent! But if I listen closely, I think the sound is a bit like that of Zhuang Lun. ”

"Don't be kidding, that Zhuang Lun's strength is so strong, who can catch him. It's so miserable. ”

"Don't say it, listen to him, if I listen to it again, I also feel that this voice looks like that Zhuang Lun!"

"Go see, go. Check it out! ”

The surrounding city lords, whether they want to know what's going on. I still want to take advantage of people's danger. All of them surrounded Zhuang Lun's tent.

Standing at the door of the tent, listening to the screams that kept coming from inside the tent, as well as the powerful mutants around him, Yuan He only felt sweating all over his body.

"Is something wrong with Zhuang Lun? Why don't you guys go in and have a look? Are you so relieved? ”

A young city lord in a black shirt walked out of the crowd and took a few steps forward. He leaned in front of a few plant warriors and asked with a concerned expression.

The piercing plant warrior just stood there quietly, ignoring the words of this city lord. If they could have helped, they would have gone in long ago.

The mutants wanted to take advantage of the plant warriors to go in and see what was going on inside, but seeing the plant warriors' reaction, they knew that the idea had failed.

"Since you don't go in, let's go in and have a look, maybe we can help Zhuang Lu!" The young city lord in a black shirt was about to walk towards the tent as he spoke.

"Boom!"

The spears in the hands of the two piercing plant warriors were directly set together, blocking the way of the young man, and at the same time, his eyes were cold, and he looked like he was ready to do it at any time.

"If you don't go in to see the situation yourself, and you don't let us in, it's not that Brother Zhuang Lun screams like this, or you can't be harmed?"

For the group of city lords in front of them, the plant warriors guarding the door of the tent just looked at these people with cold faces, closed their mouths tightly, and said nothing.

"For the safety of Brother Zhuang Lun, I can only break into this tent today!"

As the words landed, a figure jumped out from among the city lords and rushed towards the tent.

A piercing plant warrior shook the spear in his hand, and met the figure, the spear in his hand was like a dragon covering the sea, wrapped in gusts of wind, forcing the figure to retreat again and again.

"Seeing that you are so thieves, I also want to see if you are planning to murder Brother Zhuang Lun!"

"I am also very concerned about the safety of Brother Zhuang Lun."

"Go together, go together!"

Dozens of city lords shouted loudly and threw themselves towards the tent, as if they were very familiar with Zhuang Lun and were friends of life and death.

To be able to become a city lord, these mutants are also at least third-level strength, most of them have an ancient martial arts foundation, and some of them are spiritual masters.

Although there is only one door to the tent, the rest of the tent, where can these city lords be blocked.

And with only ten plant warriors, they couldn't surround the tent entirely, which gave those city lords a chance to break through.

Those old men also came to Zhuang Lun's tent at this time, and when they saw those city lords rushing towards Zhuang Lun's tent, the old man's face showed an anxious look.

Now I don't know what Zhuang Lun's situation is, and this group of people actually broke into it recklessly.

"Chief, do I want to go up and call them all back now?" The sturdy man looked at the old man with an inquiring expression.

The old man shook his head gently, he also knew in his heart that although these people temporarily respected him as the leader, he could not really command these people.

Seeing that those dozens of city lords were about to break through the defenses of the plant warriors and enter the tent.

The white-haired and cold-faced Ice Plant Warrior snorted coldly, took a step forward, and with one hand, a cold ice field instantly appeared around him.

Those dozens of city lords were all frozen in it, although it was only a short ten seconds, but it was enough for the piercing plant warriors.

The spears in the hands of the four piercing plant warriors shook, and thousands of spear flowers sprouted, stabbing towards the heads of dozens of people in the ice realm.

The moment he saw the appearance of the Ice Realm, the old man secretly said in his heart that it was not good, he originally just wanted these people to suffer a loss, so that they could honestly obey his arrangement.

But he didn't expect that the strength of Zhuang Lun's subordinates was so strong, and these dozens of city lords were about to die under the gun.

"Don't, keep people under the gun!"

Except for Zhuang Lun's orders, how could these plant warriors care about other people's words.

"Poof" "Poof" "Poof......

Every time the spear flower bloomed, a city lord's head was poked and exploded, and in just a short moment, dozens of powerful third-level warriors fell in front of Zhuang Lun's tent.

After these dozens of city lords died, the city lords behind them all felt the same and had a kinship!

The atmosphere that was originally just tense suddenly became murderous, and the eyes of those city lords looking at a few plant warriors were full of murderous intent and jealousy.

"Boom"

A few flying knives slashed through the air in a white wave, flying towards the tent, and by the time everyone heard the sound, the flying knives had already arrived in front of the tent, and the fierce knife wind was about to cut the tent.

The suppressive plant warrior, who had been sitting cross-legged at the door of the tent with a calm face, slowly opened his eyes, and several flying knives that were originally moving forward quickly stopped in the air in an instant.

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the throwing knives shot back quickly along the trajectory of the time they came.

A young man standing among the many city lords had a changed face, wanting to regain control of the flying knife.

But then he found that there seemed to be a field around his body, and as long as his spiritual power left his body, it would be affected by this field, and it would not be able to function at all.

"Boom!"

Several flying knives shot into the young man's body in an instant, and collided together in his body, and with a loud bang, the young man's body was directly torn apart.

The howling that had been coming from inside the tent had gradually subsided, until finally, the howl disappeared directly. (To be continued)