The people on their side didn't do anything, so they can only say that this is the hands and feet of this little brother Feng?When did he move his hands and feet?They followed him one by one without even noticing?
At this time, waves of horror and shock were set off in each heart.Fortunately, he was not malicious towards them. Otherwise, they might not know when he would attack them.
The gray-clothed old man murmured: "What kind of medicine can bring down the Flying Immortal Monk? It's actually colorless and tasteless? Unbelievable, unbelievable..."
He is a healer, and he naturally knows that it is easy to take medicine to bring down ordinary monks, but the stronger the person, even the medicine is not very useful, and if there is any smell in the taste, it will be easy for the strong person. Detect it.
But even he didn't smell any medicine in the air. If it weren't for the casual cultivators to fall down one by one, he couldn't believe that someone could use medicine to bring down these casual cultivators who could not be peeped...
"Huh? Isn't it down?"
Feng Jiu stepped forward slowly, and saw some monks lying weakly on the ground, but some were still holding on. He squinted a pair of eyes with a smile, and stretched out his hands to take out a pack of white medicine foam from his sleeves: " Then I will add more to you!"
As I spoke, I opened the packet of powdered medicine and waved my sleeves, and the white powdery powder scattered away and sprayed on the front door of the casual repairers. The corners of the mouths of the people in the Lu family were twitching, and they couldn't say a word for a long time. .
It turns out that it can be like this...
"Ahem..."
Even if they wanted to hold their breath, the pungent sensation caused them to cough uncontrollably as the powder spilled on their bodies, and then they fell down one by one.
With a wave of Feng Jiu's sleeves, a light breeze swept over, dissipating the smell of medicine, and then looked at the white tiger lying on the side of the tree. She didn't rush forward, but stared into its eyes. After a while, he asked: "Do you want me to bandage your wound?"
She asked as she stepped forward.And Master Lu, who saw her move, quickly stopped: "Brother Feng, please!"
Feng Jiu stopped and looked back, seeming a little puzzled, and asked in confusion, "Why not?"
Master Lu did not step forward, just walked out of the protective circle in the middle, glanced at the vigilant white tiger, and said: "The white tiger is fierce, not comparable to ordinary tigers, and not close to life. If you approach it I'm afraid I will attack you."
"Oh, so it's like this!" Feng Jiu smiled suddenly, but then said: "But it doesn't matter, it has no strength." As he said, he stepped forward and came to the white tiger: "The holy beast's spiritual wisdom has been opened, you know I'm not malicious, am I? Let me take a look at your wound, and I will bandage it for you."
Bai Hu stared at Feng Jiu and let out a low whistle, but he rolled over and directly illuminated his belly in front of Feng Jiu's eyes. A pair of tiger eyes stared at her with pleading.
Everyone in the Lu family was a little dumbfounded when they saw the white tiger, who had never liked life close, turned over and lay flat on his belly with his limbs up. This scene seemed strange and even strange.
"Tummy? Are you going to give birth?" Feng Jiu asked softly, stretched out a hand and gently placed it on Baihu's bulging stomach, feeling the kick of the little life inside, and she couldn't help showing a soft smile, but she just sighed. For a moment, the smile on her face was restrained.