Mu Qianqing had already held his breath and was determined to go and touch the tiger p-shares, trying his best to hide while moving forward slowly, and at the same time, his clear and bright eyes were still observing the movements of the sword and tiger from time to time. "Words * love * first * hair [Fengyun Novel Reading Network baoly]

Even if the sword tiger moved her nose slightly, she would immediately stay put, minimizing the fluctuation of her breath in the air.

The hard work paid off, and after all, she came to the front one by one, so she was more cautious.

And the fool in the back finally couldn't help laughing at her every move like a thief under her cold eyes, but the smiling dumb face was a little hideous.

Mu poured affection into his heart secretly hypnotized, obediently will be a sword and tiger, obediently sleep. At the same time, the body that has been squatting for a long time is also slowly moving, the slender arms are slowly stretched out like the ultimate goal, and the white and tender soft wattles are even more cautious and flexible and slow like swimming snakes.

It's closer, it's closer~~!

Mu poured his affection and never stopped watching the movements of Bijian Tiger, and he didn't rush to achieve quick success when he looked at the medicinal materials that were getting closer and closer.

After picking herbs, there will inevitably be small fluctuations, so the closer the better, as long as she picks a plant, she jumps backwards, and even if she is discovered, she has time to escape, which she thought before she was ready to do it.

Otherwise, the sooner you wake up the Bound Sword Tiger with amazing speed and endurance, the more you will not lose it, and it is very likely that the bamboo basket will hit the water.

Now it is getting closer and closer, Mu is also a little nervous, and the nose that is holding his breath is getting more and more itchy from nothing, and I don't know what is the pollen that is sensitive to the senses and nerves has entered the nose, and this itching sensation is becoming clearer and clearer.

The first information that Mu poured back to his mind was that it was not good, he must hold on, and he must not sneeze this way.

Hold on, hold on.

"Ah~sneeze!"

Well, in the end, she still didn't survive the abrasive itching in her nose, and the napping Bijian Tiger was obviously disturbed and angry.

"Whew~!" A tiger roar that shook the valley startled a group of birds and beasts, and a bloodthirsty and fierce red tiger eye came from the front.

And Mu was not panicked, he grabbed the medicinal materials at his fingertips, and then the aura in his body skyrocketed, and he jumped in order to flee in the direction he had looked at before.

However, how could Bijian Hu, who was disturbed by her good dreams, let her go lightly, and after the roar of the shaking mountain, she jumped and chased after it with her well-developed hind legs.

It just happened that the sweet dream was at a time, and it didn't mind foraging for food now, swallowing the human who disturbed its sweet dream into its belly, and it was a little thinner, but it seemed to be delicious.

If Mu knew about Bi Jianhu's thoughts, he would definitely refute it immediately.

Thin, thin, skinny, your whole family is thin, this girl is called slim, okay, there is really no aesthetic point of view.

But she doesn't know anything, and she doesn't have time to take care of the dislike of the sword tiger, if it's really disgusting, then don't chase so gold, don't just ~ cut~!

She escaped with enough spiritual energy, and at the same time, she contained spiritual energy in her hand, and one after another palm wind followed the ice sword that she had taken off.

However, the sword and tiger deserved to be called a god speed, not only dodging with ease, but also not being hurt at all, but narrowing the distance between the two more and more.

If she can't escape, then she can only fight, but Mu Qianqing is obviously not ready to start a war in the area close to the inner circle, she doesn't want to attract more ferocious demon beasts, so she is ready to delay like the outer periphery of the Thorn Forest Mountain Range.

However, Bi Jianhu obviously won't give her this opportunity.

After all, you can't outrun other people's four legs on two legs, and you're still known for your speed and endurance.

Therefore, the closer and closer distance made Mu Qianqing a little passive and slightly powerful.

Just as she swung her next wave of ice swords and prepared to attack the Sword-Tiger, the three rows of barbs on the back of the Sword-Tiger had already been erected, and a row followed, taking advantage of the situation.

Obviously, this sword tiger is also angry, I didn't expect that the little human would be so difficult to catch.

However, at this time, when the fool who dared to come from behind came at the right time, a cold egg knife waved out casually, just right to block the row of barbs.

Suddenly, the sound of ping-pong clashing between the ice blade and the sharp weapon followed.

It was at this time that Mu got a chance to breathe, and he was bound to seek a quick solution, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that it was definitely the right choice to contract a fool, a god-level second-class puppet.

Since it is more difficult to lure it away, then now she and the fool are one puppet and only want to solve this sword tiger as much as possible, so as not to cause other more ferocious demon beasts.

If this is beaten, it will be a real suffering.

Bi Jianhu obviously didn't expect that there would be an eventful person popping up, and strangely enough, its developed sense of smell didn't smell the slightest anger on the person in front of it, just like a dead person without any life, otherwise it wouldn't be unaware.

The fierce and bloody tiger's eyes revealed a trace of doubt, but it was just a pause, and he immediately made a posture of attack and defense.

The more advanced the demon beast is, the higher its intelligence, so it can immediately determine that the 'dead man' in front of the tiger's eyes is in league with the person who disturbed its dreams.

Slightly depressed the front body, the developed hind legs accumulated, and suddenly jumped, and the claws buried in the tiger's claws opened widely, opening their bloody mouths and suddenly attacking like a fool.

The fool was naturally not to be outdone, and the egg knife followed to resist the attack of the tiger's claw.

Unexpectedly, the sword tiger just shook a shot, turned sideways to find a landing spot, turned his head and shook the tiger's head, and went straight to the throat of the fool.

The fool was not in a hurry at this time when he wanted to swing the blade back and slash back, so he took the handle of the egg knife and pushed it into the bloody basin, and a force stuck the jagged fangs that were stretched into the neck and leaked sharply.

Mu Qingqing didn't know how much strength the fool used, but it was obvious that if he didn't try his best, it was almost the same, and the sword and tiger were on par with the big guy of the fool in terms of strength, and they didn't give in to each other, and the speed and endurance were so amazing.

If the god-level puppet in the early stage can resist the attack of the Martial Sect, then wouldn't this Sword Tiger also be able to resist it? This is simply too terrifying.

If it is said that Mu is alone, it may be difficult to retreat with her whole body, and even if she wants to get out of danger, it will take most of her strength, after all, she is only a martial arts master.

This is just a little close to the inner circle of the Thorn Forest Mountain Range, and it is not a demon beast in the inner circle, but you can imagine how dangerous it must be, but fortunately, she is not careless or insatiable to want to go in to find the spirit stone.

In this way, Mu Qianqing didn't want to waste time to provoke the fierce beasts in the inner circle, and the surrounding aura soared at the same time, and at the same time, he sacrificed the red gold long whip and waved it out.

The red gold whip was infused with aura and golden light, red like flames, and with the power of the swing, it wrapped around one of the hind legs of the sword tiger that was used as a fulcrum.

The control of the long whip was violently forced, and at the same time, the flame ball contained in the palm power of the left hand also came out of his hand, like a sword and a tiger