The Apocalypse’s Great Merchant

505 coquettish mace

There is no door in the house, only animal skins are hung to cover it.

The owner of the house obviously didn't like cleanliness, and the house was filled with an unpleasant smell, which made people want to vomit.

Lan Ke flashed to the door of the inner room, and the strong body odor came from the room, making her frown.

Really unwilling to stay any longer, the sharp stone in Lan Ke's hand shot out like a bullet, and sank into the back of the man's head with a "poof".

When the stone went in, he was lying on a person and moving. The sudden attack made him stiffen for an instant, and then he fell down without a sound, without even screaming.

Lan Ke didn't look too much, but glanced at the position of the man's head in a hurry, and looked away after confirming that he had been hit, and said to the woman inside: "If you want to become stronger, clean yourself up as soon as possible. Gather outside later."

After that, she hurried out of the room without waiting for the woman's response.

On the stone bed in the back room, a thin and embarrassed woman was being crushed under the body of a man. She stared into a pair of panic-stricken eyes, and a turbulent sea was already set off in her heart.

Who was that person just now? Why does it sound like a woman?

And the sentence just now, does it mean that women can also become stronger?

How is this possible? Women are not like men who can cultivate Yuanli. She... can she really become stronger?

But the person just now was so powerful that he killed a junior soldier without making a sound.

By the way, is this person really dead?

Thinking of this, the woman's eyes widened even wider. She nervously looked at the man on top of her, only to see that his eyes were protruding, and he clearly looked like he was dying.

After hesitating for a moment, she nervously raised her hand and pressed it lightly on the side of his neck.

No pulse.

No more breathing, no more.

He seemed really dead.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and pushed his body away with great effort. It's a pity that she is thin and weak, and she has just been tortured, so her strength is really pitifully weak.

The roots of her teeth were itching, and she barely pushed the man aside.

The man fell to the side, his eyes staring fixedly, his face twisted, ferocious and unwilling.

The woman snorted, panting heavily. She was tortured terribly, with blood all over her body, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't lift her spirits.

After lying down for a while, she managed to regain some strength.

Recalling the miserable experience after coming here, the woman's eyes suddenly filled with tears, and the horrific scars on her body made her desperate to die!

But just when she wanted to commit suicide, what Lan Ke said suddenly echoed in her ears——

"If you want to become stronger, clean yourself up as soon as possible and gather outside later."

"Get stronger...get stronger...can I really become stronger?" the woman murmured, her voice was weak and hoarse, as if her throat had been injured.

After whispering, she mustered up the courage to look at the man beside her, only to find that the animal skin under his head was a little wet.

The animal skin was already so dirty that the original color could not be seen, and even the blood on it could not be seen. The woman was still too close to notice the change in the animal skin.

She hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand cautiously, and touched the wet spot.

As soon as she touched it, she found that her fingertips were sticky. Turning the finger and looking, the originally pale and bloodless finger pulp was stained with glaring bloodstains!

He is bleeding!

This idea appeared in her mind instantly, she hesitated for a moment, then suddenly mustered up courage, climbed up from the stone bed with difficulty, knelt beside the corpse, and hugged his head with her hands.

It's impossible not to do this, her strength is too weak, if she lies down like before, she won't be able to exert strength at all.

After picking up the man's head, she touched the back of his head with her hand, and after a while, she found a hole the size of a thumb.

There was a hot stream gushing out of the pothole, just pouring on her palm.

The woman took out her palm and took a look, only to see that the palm was full of blood.

The blood was still hot, making her palms tremble.

"That man is amazing..."

A woman has lived to such an age, and she has never seen such a method, her eyes have become brighter and brighter as she whispers, and there is a sense of determination in her voice: "I want to become stronger, I have to go and see!"

She is really fed up with the current life, why should a woman not be able to practice, but have to live like this?

Thinking of this, the woman threw away the dead man, and wiped her hands on the animal skin again. When she finally wiped the blood off her hands, she immediately turned around and staggered down the stone bed.

She wants to become stronger, but before that, she has to clean herself up first.

That person said, let her clean herself up and gather outside.

She has to take good care of her, and she can't go out to meet people dirty. What if that person dislikes her and refuses to help her become stronger?

The woman turned around like a headless chicken, and finally remembered something, and hurried to the kitchen.

There is a water tank made of stone in the kitchen, and there is still more than half of the tank of clean water in it, which is enough.

Just as she was cleaning herself carefully, Lan Ke had already broken into the patriarch's house.

The Jufeng tribe is built on the mountain, and the patriarch's house is at the highest point, which symbolizes his supreme status in the tribe.

This patriarch is indeed the only senior warrior in the Jufeng tribe.

When Lan Ke broke in, he was lying on top of a woman just like the man just now.

But compared to junior fighters, his strength is obviously much stronger.

As soon as Lan Ke kicked open the door, he was startled, turned over and got out of bed, picked up a piece of animal skin, wrapped it around his waist, and left the room.

This man was unusually burly, judging by his appearance alone, he looked about forty or fifty years old.

His whole body is full of strong muscles, his eyes are shining brightly, and he is full of energy, and he can tell that he is full of energy and strength.

After seeing Lan Ke, his eyes became even hotter: "Where did you come from? You are quite courageous, you dare to come to my place."

Lan Ke didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he didn't say a word, just palmed, and there was a mace in Bai Nen's palm.

The Black Scale Knife was given to her by Jun Tianheng, she was not willing to let this person defile her Black Scale Knife. Compared with the noble and glamorous black scale knife, the coquettish mace is more suitable for a beast like him.

Seeing something out of thin air in Lan Ke's hand, the patriarch not only was not afraid, but looked at Lan Ke even more scorchingly: "What kind of ability do you have? Tell me!"

What responded to him was Lan Ke who swung the mace vigorously: "Go to hell!"

The mace was covered with spikes. After Lan Ke swung it vigorously, even the air was torn apart, making a piercing scream.

The patriarch didn't pay attention to Lan Ke at first, but he was a high-ranking soldier after all. After hearing that piercing scream, his expression changed instantly.

"How can it be!"

I feel that this kind of person is especially suitable for a mace, does it? Well, I definitely don't want to be crooked. Only to find that the chapter number was accidentally marked wrong, I want to cry.