Feng Jiu didn't even look at it, and said, "These people are not kind to them, so naturally they killed things." Sometimes, you have to do things well. Some people can keep them, but some people can't keep them.
Master Lu heard a gleam of light in his eyes, but he didn't expect this boy to say that he was killed so simply. After all, he looked like he had never been exposed to this kind of thing before, and he was a little honest after spending a long time in the mountains. Pure...
Thinking of this honest and innocent, he touched the corner of his mouth with one hand and coughed lightly.
He sometimes makes mistakes!What kind of honesty is this boy!Can a simple and honest person quietly bring down a dozen powerful casual repairers?Can a simple and honest person lightly say things like killing someone?
This boy, the more he gets along, the more he finds it a mystery.I thought that I had seen him thoroughly, that is, a young man who hadn't been involved in the world, but he had refreshed his knowledge time and time again, which shocked them.
After finishing his mind, he gestured to the people around him: "Take people away."
"Yes!" Those guys are also used to this thing. They should be very straightforward. Except for the two of them guarding Master Lu, all the guys took out daggers and wiped them directly on the necks of those who were unconscious. One knife.
This kind of light movement of the dagger obliterated the feeling of a Nascent Soul monk and Fei Xian strong, and made those men feel a little weird. In order to pay for such a powerful casual repair, they have not tried a sword to be able to kill People solve it.
Because the old man in gray is a healer, although he didn't step forward to help at this time, he also took a few steps forward to watch.It's because he is too old to cut a tiger's belly. At this time, with the help of the fire, watching Feng Jiu draw out a sharp dagger, first shave all the hair on the tiger's belly. I don't know what kind of medicine I rubbed on it, but only a strange smell of medicine diffused in the air.
Seeing that the young man’s expression was focused, they did not dare to bother, but watched quietly. However, when they saw him slashing under the belly of the tiger with a knife, the sharp dagger directly drew a line of saliva, and at the same time blood poured out, As the tigress screamed and screamed, he saw the young man reaching out into the opening and groping gently inside.
Not long afterwards, a white tiger cub covered in blood and wet was lifted out of the young man's hand.When they saw the white tiger cub shrunk into a ball, everyone watching next to him was a little stunned.
This, this is out?
The tigress has no strength to howl, and the whole body is softened, as if the vitality has come to an end, it tries to open its eyes to look at its child, wants to lick it, remembering the smell of its body.
However, with the passing of vitality, coupled with the gushing of blood when it was cut open, it only felt the darkness before it passed out and fell into the boundless darkness...
Feng Jiu put the white tiger cub on the prepared piece of clothing, and quickly sewed the wound on the tigress' abdomen with needles and threads.
This scene made the gray-clothed old man on the side stare intently.When he saw that the young man had sewed the wound and the blood was not flowing out, he wanted to ask, but he was afraid of disturbing him, so he suppressed the urge to ask.
Only when he saw the boy wipe the body of Little Baihu with the clothes, he couldn't help asking, "Brother Feng, why did you sew up this, this wound again? Could this female tiger still live?"