After the man named Wang Shiqi was knocked on, he was a little confused. Normally, the dreamer should have knocked on the door politely, and then he talked to the dreamer and told the dreamer that he was going to start hunting and let the dreamer run away.

But why did this dreamer knock him down as soon as he met?

But soon his eyes turned from confusion to fierceness when he looked at Zhou Fan. His face turned pale in an instant, his eyes turned pale, and he wanted to pounce on Zhou Fan.

However, Zhou Fan raised the wooden stick indifferently and knocked Wang Shiqi's head one by one before he stood firm.

Wang Shiqi wanted to raise his head again and again, but he was knocked down. His hands stretched forward, but he couldn't catch anything.

The wooden stick hit Wang Shiqi's head with blood splattered everywhere, and he finally lay on the ground.

Wang Shiqi couldn't stand up, so he stretched out a finger and pointed at Zhou Fan and shouted: "My brother..."

Zhou Fan didn't let Wang Shiqi finish speaking and knocked several more sticks until the stick was broken. He stopped breathing slightly, and Wang Shiqi's brain was shot out.

Even if Wang Shiqi has the ability to transform into a corpse, he will die so much that he cannot die again.

Zhou Fan threw away the wooden stick and dragged Wang Shiqi's body into it. He entered the house and first glanced at the layout inside the house. When he saw the hunting bow, hunting knife, and axe hanging on the wall, he showed joy on his face.

He took off the three things, hung the hunting knife and axe around his waist, then pulled the bowstring before nodding with satisfaction.

He did not stay in the wooden house anymore, but pushed the stove down on the wooden board, peeled off the animal leather jacket on Wang Shiqi, and put it on himself before leaving the wooden house.

After leaving the wooden house, there is no place to hide around the wooden house, but it doesn’t matter.

Thin snow continues to fall from the sky.

Zhou Fan rolled around the ground, his body was stained with snowflakes, and he leaned over to the snow.

He felt the chill from the ice and snow, and his body felt a little numb, but he still leaned over without moving, allowing the fine snow to cover him.

Zhou Fan was wrapped in thick animal skins and was not afraid of ice and snow to freeze him to death in a short period of time.

The man who was killed by him said he had a brother, so his brother might come back soon, and Zhou Fan decided to wait here.

Time is constantly passing by.

At this time, the two men came on horseback.

They look exactly the same as Wang Shiqi who Zhou Fan killed, and it is difficult to tell what the difference between the two is.

And they also brought hunting knives, axes, bows and arrows.

They stopped before they rushed to the wooden house, took arrows, clasped their fingers on the bowstrings, and looked around with caution.

This scene made Zhou Fan's pupils shrink, and the two of them obviously knew that he was here.

This made Zhou Fan a little puzzled, but he still didn't move because the two of them just knew that he was nearby and could not know his exact location.

"Be careful, something is wrong with the dreamer. I originally thought that Shiba's death was just an accident, but Shiqi was killed by him so quickly, and the two of us were allowed to enter the dream, which is very telling." Wang Shiliu said to Wang Shiwu in a low voice.

"Can you wake up from your dream?" Wang Shiwu asked solemnly.

"This is possible. Even if there are very few people in the dream that wake up, it would be impossible to explain it if it weren't for this." Wang Shiliu nodded.

The awakened dreamer has a completely awake consciousness, which is the most difficult to deal with.

Wang Shiliu and Wang Shiwu's tracking premonition could clearly sense that the person was near the wooden house. If it weren't for the dreamer who woke up, how could he know that he would be waiting here?

That's why they are so cautious.

The nightmare caused by the ring of the terrifying dreams is continuous, and the dreams of the eighteen brothers are also continuous. If the eighteen fails, it will be handed over to the seventeenth.

The eighteen brothers did not seem to be too weird, but they were the high-level dream ring. They had evolved a certain amount of wisdom, realized that this was a dream, and knew that they were dealing with the dreamer.

And no matter what kind of thing comes here, they cannot bring their abilities. Whoever enters this dream is just ordinary people with ordinary strength. The eighteen brothers are experienced hunters, and they can also turn into corpses and gain vitality that is stronger than ordinary people. This is the terrifying thing about their dreams.

No matter who comes in, he usually dies in a dream and completely loses his life.

There has been no incident in the dreamer who escaped, but it is because the dreamer who is lucky enough to escape hunting. The other brothers will not have any trouble. But now, the eighteenth and seventeenth consecutively failed and died, which is something that has never happened to them.

There is something wrong with that dreamer!

"Seventeen is so stupid. Everyone knows that Seventeen dies at the hands of this dreamer, why are they still so careless?" Wang Shiwu said viciously.

"He might think it was an accident. If it were us, we might have been careless. After all, who would have thought that the dreamer woke up?" Wang Shiliu shook his head.

"He may be in the wooden house." Wang Shiliu looked at the smokey wooden house and said.

There is no place to hide around, and the wooden house is the most likely place to hide.

"Not necessarily, he might have lay on the snow and ambushed us." Wang Shiwu said in a deep voice.

"It makes sense." Wang Shiliu also recognized this inference.

Wang Shiwu and Wang Shiliu were getting slower and slower. They stared at the wooden house, the snow, and were wary of Zhou Fan's surprise attack.

But no matter how patient they were, they did not find anything until they got close to the wooden house.

The snow is too heavy, and the landing wind and snow cover the view, so it is not easy to find someone.

While they were still hesitating whether to break into the door, an arrow shot from behind them.

call out!

The arrow shot on Wang Shiliu's head and penetrated his head.

Wang Shiliu died instantly and fell to the ground.

But Zhou Fan's position was also exposed, and Wang Shiwu turned around and shot arrows without hesitation.

Zhou Fan didn't have time to take the second arrow, he just rolled in the snow and avoided the arrow shot by Wang Shiwu.

He immediately got up, took out the axe, and rushed towards Wang Shiwu like a leopard.

Wang Shiwu was not in a hurry at all, took out an arrow, put it on the bowstring, and aimed at Zhou Fan's head.

Seeing Wang Shiwu pulling the bowstring tightly, he was about to shoot through his head.

Zhou Fan let out a strange shout. He was already very close to Wang Shiwu, and the snow he held in his left hand spilled out.

With a bang, it spread on Wang Shiwu's eyes, causing Wang Shiwu to subconsciously close his eyes.

With his eyes closed, his archery slowed down.

Zhou Fan had already rushed over, and he slashed the bow and arrow with an axe.

Wang Shiwu was slashed and took a step back. He waved his longbow and hit Zhou Fan, trying to stop Zhou Fan's attack.

But this hasty swing could not stop Zhou Fan from the second axe raised, and he slashed Wang Shiwu's neck with an axe.

puff!

Blood from the neck gushed out from the axe blade.

Wang Shiwu quickly turned into a corpse, and his pupils turned pale, but this only slowed down his death.

This axe is so fatal.
Chapter completed!