C379 The Fat General

Hsing Daorong carried Huang Xiaowei on his back and ran all the way. He had lost his axe and only had a throwing knife at his waist. His physical strength was not very good. After running for more than half an hour, Hsing Daorong's vision started to blur, and his breathing became more and more rapid. It sounded like he was going to die at any moment.

All Huang Xiaowei, who was lying on his body