Chapter 11: Killing intent (1/2)

The girl pointed to the corner of the wooden house not far away. There was thatch over there, but it was vaguely visible that the wall was a little damaged.

”If it doesn't work, just run away. If you pretend to be real, you will die.” Because the girl said a few more words, her voice was not as hoarse as it was at the beginning.

”Thank you, I can.” Tang San said in a low voice.

The girl looked up at him and saw Tang San's peaceful gaze. Her petite body trembled, then quickly lowered her head, ”Oh.”

She moved her body, as if she was about to leave.

”My name is Tang San, what is your name?” Tang San asked in a low voice.

Except for Zhu Jiaxin, this is the first human being he communicated with, and he was born as a slave with him.

The girl looked at him again, and was obviously not surprised by his name that used numbers directly. After hesitating for a while, she whispered: ”My name is Ling Muxue.”

Hearing her name, Tang San was stunned. This name didn't sound like the name of a slave!

”My mother is a quilt, is a quilt...” Ling Muxue said in a very early stage: ”So, my mother and I are in the same village, our village. She taught me...”

Although her expression ability was limited, Tang San still understood what she meant. Her mother should have been taken by a wolf demon. Although she was a slave, she had some privileges. At least she was able to live with the child she gave birth to and taught her something, so the girl's thinking is obviously better than that of her peers, and she understands better. There is even a nice name.

”Hmm.” Tang San didn't say much, and nodded to her.

Ling Muxue looked at him again, and there was obviously a little worry in his eyes, ”You, are you really OK?”

”Hmm.” Tang San nodded again.

”Oh.”

At this time, someone from other human slaves was already looking over here, Ling Muxue didn't dare to say anything more, just nodded to Tang San again, then curled up and went to the other side.

Maybe it was because of the simple exchange with Ling Muxue that made Tang San feel better. Being a stranger in a foreign land alone, feeling a warmth, for him, is like finding a fire. After all, it has been eight years.

Two days will come in an instant. The ten people who survived have eaten their best food in the world in these two days. Everyone is obviously more energetic than when they first came. The older young people are obviously eager. They all understand that this is their own opportunity!

Among the ten people, only Ling Muxue is a girl. No one paid attention to him. Now everyone's goal is blood awakening.

If the bloodline can pass the level, it means that you are no longer a slave and can become a vassal of the Wind Wolf tribe. For slaves, this is indeed a step up to the sky.

Slaves in this world are so humble that they are no different from food. They are basically the treatment of livestock. Not even livestock.

The door of the wooden house finally opened under the expectation of most people. Several strong wolves walked in and shouted, letting Tang San and the others in the room keep up.

Walking out of the wooden house, the sun was a bit dazzling, but the shining brought a lot of warmth on the body.

Ling Muxue followed Tang San, and Tang San felt the worried gaze again.

”An Xin.” He whispered.

Ling Muxue was taken aback for a moment, and looked up at him.

Tang San nodded to her.