The waste is going to strike back

He is unable to use the spiritual spring water to replenish his supernatural powers now. After all, Yan Shaohui doesn't know that he has a space.

Besides, Yan Shaohui had just said that this place was most likely under surveillance by Yan Longping and others, so it was impossible for him to enter the space.

The wound on the giant's broken arm had stopped bleeding at this time, and it seemed that the huge amount of blood he had just lost had no effect on him at all.

He chased the firewood relentlessly, and the chain in his hand seemed to have life and kept chasing the firewood.

Several times, Mu Xin's back was hit by the iron chain. Although there were no wounds on his skin, all the clothes that were hit by the iron chain were torn.

Over time, after a long period of chasing each other, Mu Xin gradually felt that the internal force in his Dantian was exhausted, and his Qinggong was not working properly. He almost stumbled and fell several times, but fortunately, Mu Xin's quick eyes and hands barely prevented him from falling.

If you fall down at this time, the giant will whip you and even if you don't die, you will only be half dead.

There were already quite a few marks on Mu Xin's clothes from being hit by the chain. Fortunately, there were no sharp edges on the chain, otherwise Mu Xin would have probably become a bloody cover now.

It is naturally extremely painful to whip a person with a chain weighing dozens of kilograms. Mu Xin's back and legs were all burning with pain. He had lived in the apocalypse for such a long time, and he had never experienced such an experience, being whipped by a chain like this.

Even though he had no wounds that would bleed, he wouldn't bleed, but the bruises would at least last for a week or two.

Mu Xin's speed slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye. There were more and more marks of being beaten on his body, and red began to seep out of his originally beige sportswear.

It seemed that Mu Xin's skin had been broken by the chain and started to bleed.

Yan Shaohui, whose face was still pale, saw this and was anxious. But he didn't dare to say anything at this moment, because he was afraid that if he opened his mouth and made a sound, it would attract Mu Xin's attention and distract him. With the giant's intelligence, he might take advantage of this opportunity to give Mu Xin a fatal blow.

He was extremely anxious, but didn't know what to do. He could only stand there and stare without blinking as Mu Xin and the giant chased each other back and forth in this space.

"Shh!"

The giant raised the chain and threw it out when Mu Xin tried to turn.

Mu Xin had sharp ears and eyes, so he could naturally sense the sound of the chain hitting his back. He subconsciously wanted to turn sideways to avoid the chain, but the giant seemed to understand what he wanted to do, and kicked the box that was casually placed on the ground away.

Mu Xin had no time to dodge, so he could only draw his sword and split the oncoming wooden box in half. The flying sawdust scratched Mu Xin's cheek, leaving two tiny red marks on his face.

Mu Xin let out a long breath, and his accelerated heartbeat slowly calmed down.

But before he could catch his breath, Mu Xin felt his waist tighten and his whole body was lifted up.

"Monkey..." The giant actually spoke. However, these two words made Mu Xin and Yan Shaohui extremely embarrassed.

...I never expected that in the eyes of the giants, they were just like monkeys.

The giant was like a child who had found a toy that suited his needs. He threw the firewood up and caught it in his hands several times, enjoying it. The firewood was like a roller coaster. His head felt dizzy and he felt nauseous.

"Fun..." The giant laughed happily. His laughter was so deafening that Mu Xin's eardrums felt swollen and painful.

His head was dizzy at this time, and things in front of him were spinning. He had no time to think.

His internal energy and supernatural powers were almost exhausted, and he really had no strength to resist. He remained semi-conscious and allowed the giant to manipulate him.

Yan Shaohui's expression suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. The veins on his forehead bulged. He stood up from the ground holding the Dragon Flame Ancient Sword, and then used the last bit of his internal strength to perform lightness skills and fly towards the giant.

"Don't! Move! Him!"

Then the Longyan ancient sword stabbed towards the giant with the force of breaking the wind.