Chapter 40: Hit the tiger

Hunting is fun, but the perimeter tour is a boring job.
Inside, the beasts rushed and drove the beasts out loud. There were only a few leaking nets on the outside, and most of the time they were bored with ants.
The team was scattered, and IJiao and Lu Mingshu walked together.
There was nothing to do during the tour, and IJiao took a paper bag from his arms: "Hey." Actually it is a bag of seeds!
Two people squatted for a while, and Lu Mingshu asked: "Sister, are we so guarded?"
"Who told us to be assigned to this task, is there any way?" Ijiao boringly spit out the melon shell.
Lu Mingshu hangs his head in a listless manner. This spring hunting, she is not a mixed day. Because Liu Jizhen couldn't practice, the offerings of Bixi Valley were all cancelled, and the resources she usually got were very limited. This time, for her, she is both a temper and a source of resources. The little fights in the sky wheel can’t be seen in the end.
Ijiao glanced at her and said: "You should be clear. In your capacity, no one is suppressing it. Is it strange? Even if it is not easy to suppress it, like this kind of small hands and feet, it will not be a little trouble, and it will not be a big deal. Convenience."
Lu Mingshu sighed: "Is this intentional?"
"I don't know." IJiao continued to lick the seeds. "The outside is going to be patrolled by people. It's not unusual for a team like us to get this errand."
So, even if someone asks, is it just right?
"But, there are Gao Song and Shao Shi brother!" Lu Mingshu turned his head and looked at the past. In the distant forest, Shao Zhengyang's figure was looming and was followed by Wei Peng.
Ijiao sneered: "It seems that you really don't know the current situation. The elders of Yu Wen have been crushed in the past few years. They are holding their tails for a long time. As for the high school, you think that Zhuo Tai’s elders arranged this. What is the intention?"
Lu Mingshu just didn't have a source, it wasn't stupid. When Ijiao mentioned it, she understood: "Aunt Zhu's uncle has let Gao Song and me, is it to protect me? Or is it to protect Shao brother?"
As long as Zhuo Jian is there, no one wants to offend Liu Lin. Zhuo Jian is not involved in the struggle of the martial art, but in his position, no matter which party must give a few thin faces. He asked Gao to enter this squad, that is, the statement, big, no matter, small but to protect.
"I don't know who I don't know, the meaning should be right." Ijiao said again. "Don't look at me now and hello, I will not go back to you with the martial art. I don't have an elder on the back." Really close to you, who is unlucky?"
Lu Mingshu bowed his head. What IJiao said is true.
When I got along with each other for a few days, I felt a relationship with each other. IJiao looked at her like this and sighed: "You really shouldn't stay in the Jiu Yao Palace. With your talent, even if the three major factions go, why bother..."
I don’t know how to buy it. I knew Lu Mingshu four years ago. Lu Qingyi, a young lady who has never been out of town, can't talk about her knowledge. She only feels that she is gone, and her daughter still has to entrust her ex-husband with a blood relative. After all, the blood is as thick as water. But I don't know, for some people, blood is not meaningful, and even becomes a hindrance.
As he said, Yi Jiao’s eyes changed and he suddenly jumped.
Lu Mingshu followed up and turned to her side.
The sound of the beast screamed with the wind.
IJiao pulled out the sword and pulled it out.
But he yelled: "Don't move it!"
Between her, the beast was close at hand, and she had to take Lu Mingshu back quickly to avoid the impact.
A young boy followed the forest and rushed forward, squatting down to the fierce beast.
The beast was blocked in the front and turned back.
There are two followers behind the boy, and they follow.
Seeing this boy, Lu Mingshu’s eyes changed slightly, and the hand holding the sword tightened.
This beast is a white-striped tiger, the strength is not high, and the card is between the inner and the fusion. It’s just that the nature is fierce.
Seeing the white-striped tiger, it was as fast as the wind and thunder, and the teenager jumped up and avoided the danger. The man is still in the air, and the sword has changed.
One person and one beast battle together.
But when I saw the young man’s sword, it fell on a huge stone, and it was split into two!
IJiao's face changed, whispered: "Good strength!"
In the two stages of the martial arts refining, the popular point is to exercise the body and cultivate the mysterious force. Until the integration of the environment, Xuan Li accumulated enough, used to wash the flesh, it is considered to be different from the mortal. Otherwise, it is a stronger Wufu.
This young boy is still in the inner world, but he is the power of the sword, and some mediocre people can only do it until they enter the integration.
Can have such strength in the inner interest zone, not only its own root bones are excellent, but also from the small medicine bath to quench the bones. Even so, there are no ones who can do it - no matter whether Lu Mingshu or Gao Song, they can't reach it.
IJiao looked at Lu Mingshu intricately.
The two followers arrived later, but did not join the battle group, but just pressed the weapons and stood by.
The white tiger is very clever. He sold a flaw. When the boy rushed into the air, he shot him and turned and fled.
Coincidentally, the direction in which it flees is the position of Lu Mingshu's station. Perhaps this is not a coincidence. Among the onlookers, her strength is the weakest. In her direction, it is naturally best to break through.
"Escape!" the teenager shouted.
The hurricane rushed to the surface, Lu Mingshu almost instinctively pulled out the sword. She did not make any moves, she was hiding from hiding and rolling down from the tiger's belly.
Seeing her rolling out from the tiger's belly, the young man sighed and was about to raise the sword, but he heard the white tiger mourn and slammed.
A teenager: "What happened?"
Blood gushed from the belly of the white tiger and quickly wet the ground.
On the other side, Lu Mingshu jumped up and the blood in his hand was dripping.
The teenager, along with his two followers, changed his face.
One of them followed the front, and the palm of the hand rose, turning over the white tiger, but saw a long wound under the tiger's belly, from the throat to the tiger's tail, bloody.
The scene was in a strange silence.
Yi Jiao held his chin and almost pulled out his eyes.
I knew that this girl is not the same as an ordinary child. Can I solve the beast that is about to merge? Is it too fierce? Will the head of the house be mad?
Yes, this boy is the head of the family, Fu Mingtang.
His expression is obviously overwhelmed. I said before that I would not let others intervene. If Lu Mingshu made a move, she could also slap her. But she is the one who pulls the sword, or is the white tiger first thrown at her, can I figure out the move? But if you don’t figure out the trick, what is going on with a sword that cuts the abdomen and the flesh-and-blood white-striped tiger?
Besides, he played for a long time, but also fell to the bottom. People are about the same age as him, and the realm is almost the same. The more he swears, the more he seems to be incompetent...
"You..." Fu Mingtang opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.
He did not recognize Lu Mingshu, but the two followers recognized it. Look at each other, one will bring up the white tiger, one to deal with Mingtang: "The son, the white tiger is dead, let's go back first."
"can……"
Fu Mingtang still wants to say something, the man said again: "Miss Miss told us to protect you."
Thinking of Xiao Xiao’s temper, Fu Mingtang did not speak. Before leaving, he looked at Lu Mingshu, a little wanted to ask her name, and felt that she couldn't get off the stage. Finally, she was depressed and she was washed away.
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1, the source of the move, see the primary school textbook, "Tang Tiger".
2, the night theater: In the morning, my dad got up and found that the kitchen window was opened by most people. There were two black handprints on the window sill, thinking that they were thieves. After checking it for a long time, I found nothing lost. Then I recalled the experience of last night... I took a shower at 12 o'clock, and I felt uncomfortable and ran out to wash my face. I didn't fall asleep at two o'clock. I was hungry and cooked, and went to the bathroom at three o'clock. More than four o'clock, my dad got up... The thief didn't know how long it took, only to find the opportunity, and just hit me on the toilet and scared away... Last night, the community was stolen four, only my family did not lose anything.