Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

The spear flew in the air, and a bone whip wrapped itself around the shaft of the spear like a spirit snake.

Pulled it out of the air.

Savage A's attack was intercepted.

Lin Yuyan waved the bone whip in her hand triumphantly. After so long practice, she became more and more flexible in using this weapon.

Savage A was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

He has no other tricks.

Behind them, wildlings swinging boats shouted to their fighting companions.

Savage A saw that Xiaozhou was ready, and he no longer wanted to fight, and fled towards Xiaozhou with his people.

Everyone boarded the boat as quickly as possible.

Zhang Yiming wanted to chase him, but was stopped by Mo Qing.

Now the sea is pitch black, only illuminated by the bright moonlight, making it difficult to see clearly.

In this situation of pursuit, if the enemy fights to the death and pulls one or two people behind, the loss outweighs the gain.

Mo Qing didn't care how many savages died, but there must be no casualties among his people.

Savage A boarded the boat, his angry eyes fixed on Mo Qing who was standing on the shore.

Run away in embarrassment again.

Still because of the same group of people.

Han Ling, who had been in the shooting position, released the arrow at this time.

With the night as a cover, the Arrow Savage A didn't notice.

He was still glaring at Mo Qing.

"Pfft"

The arrow pierced his shoulder, followed by a howl of pain.

Han Ling put away his longbow, his face was cold.

The man who dared to touch her would have to pay the price.

The savage drove the boat away and disappeared at the end of the sea.

Mo Qing's expression was not relaxed, but still dignified.

If you beat them back once, there must be a second time.

The number of people will only be more than today.

What's more, this time they still used the trick of poisoning.

The poison used was showy toadstools, chopped finely and added to the wildling's soup.

This mushroom was different from what Mo Qing and the others mistakenly swallowed before.

It will only cause symptoms such as vomiting and diarrhea.

If he hadn't suddenly thought of this trick, what followed would be a long and protracted battle.

But the savages have been tricked once, and they will definitely be more careful next time.

The days ahead will not be peaceful.

The savage tribe can lose many times, but Mo Qing only needs to lose once, and the whole army will be wiped out.

He is now thinking about whether to leave the island?
It's just this vast sea, where can they go?
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midnight.

The moon moves westward.

The sound of the sea wind whistling and the waves churning in my ears.

The small boat driving in the front is lit with fire, guiding the small boat behind.

Savage A forcefully pulled out the arrow stuck on his shoulder, and the arrow tip came out with blood and flesh.

He had a grim expression and his eyes were red.

The arrow was thrown into the sea, floating on the surface of the sea, moving with the waves.

The subordinates beside him took out the ointment and applied it to his wound, doing a simple bandage.

After the wound was healed, Savage A stared at the sky.

There is a star twinkling there.

There is a proverb in the tribe, "Those who are lost in the night, the stars will guide the way home"

The boat was very quiet, no one spoke.

Savage A closed his eyes and fell asleep.

They traveled along the waves for an unknown distance.

"boom"

The boat seemed to hit something hard and made a dull sound.

Savage A opened his eyes, and the torch held high by the person in front of him illuminated his front.

At this moment, everyone's expressions were extremely shocked.

A black wall appeared in front of him.

The walls are smooth and cold to the touch.

It was the first time the savages had seen such a high wall.

They looked up, and there was a red light flashing on the high wall.

In the dark night, this red light is particularly eye-catching.

The savages talked a lot.

Some say they have reached the end of the world.

Some say it is a high wall built by demons.

"Wow!"

A whistle sounded from the high wall.

The sound is very loud and can be transmitted to extremely far places on the sea surface.

The savages were all shocked by the sudden noise.

Everyone is scared.

I'm afraid that this high wall will trap them here forever.

Even as brave as Savage A, he has the intention to retreat.

This high wall is really too weird.

He immediately ordered everyone to row away.

But at this moment, a beam of light shot down from the high wall.

This light is comparable to the sun, and the torches in their hands are like fireflies and bright moons compared to this beam of white light.

The wildlings were blinded by the light.

Only the voice of talking came from above the high wall.

It's not the language of the tribe, but it seems to be the same as the language of the weirdo on the deserted island before.

The wildling Kato stood in front of his eyes, blocking the harsh light.

He looked up again.

A group of people stood on the towering wall.

I can't see the faces clearly, but these people are holding all kinds of strange things in their hands.

"boom"

There was another loud noise.

After this sound, Savage A obviously felt something fly past his cheek.

"what!"

The companion behind him fell to the ground.

There is a hollow on the forehead the thickness of a thumb.

People have lost their anger and just died like this.

Nobody even knew what was going on, only heard a gunshot.

The savages panicked immediately.

They are the bravest fighters in the tribe, but they also fear the unknown.

Death is not the scariest thing, not knowing how to die is the scariest thing.

Another sound appeared.

Another person on the boat fell into a pool of blood.

There is still a hole in the body.

The people on the high wall laughed,

Savage A felt powerless, and he wanted the people on the boat to row away quickly.

Get away from this place of horror.

Seeing them walking away, the people on the high wall did not stop them, they were still laughing.

It was like the laughter of a mighty beast playing with a weak prey.

The sound is like the sickle of death, every time it appears, it will definitely take away a person.

No matter how far they go.

A sense of powerlessness sets in.

All Savage A can do now is to pray to the deceased ancestors and bless them to survive this catastrophe.

After a while.

The noise stopped.

There were ten of them in three small boats, but now there are only four left.

The bodies of the remaining six people are still on the boat.

The warriors of the tribe will not abandon their companions and flee alone.

Even their dead bodies must be taken back for burial.

Because those who are wandering in the wilderness cannot find their way home.

Savage A clenched his hands into fists, his nails went deep into his fleshy palms, and he was about to bleed.

Those who survived thought the punishment was over.

When I feel rejoicing in my heart, I can't help but feel sad when I see the corpse of my companion again.

However, they were happy too early.

"bang bang bang"

This time the sound was different from before, it was more intensive.

Savage A saw with his own eyes that there were "sparks" flying towards them from the high wall.

Anyone hit by "Mars" explodes immediately.

Flesh and blood splattered, staining the sea red.

But as the waves surged, the blood finally dissipated invisible.

Savage A looked at the sparks coming towards him, and he knew in his heart that he couldn't go back.

The stars in the sky are dim, and they have no way to go home.