Because he had been chatting with Fang Bei and listening to Fang Bei tell his story, Xue Ling had forgotten to pay attention to his surroundings a little.

By the time she heard the sudden heavy breathing, she looked back and saw that a tiger with white eyes had pounced in front of her.

It was clear that the hungry tiger had used himself and Fang Bei as spare food for his evening walk.

At that moment, Xue Ling's whole body was cold and his hair stood on end, and he didn't have time to move in a hurry, so he reached out and pushed the tiger's forehead, after all, it had already pounced in front of him, if he hadn't turned back, I was afraid that he would have hung up the little monk and would have run away.

But then again, even the tiger knows that the little monk is so delicious?

Or is it that the monks who eat vegetarian food are all delicate and tender, delicious and delicious?

The moment Xue Ling flashed, the tiger had already opened its bloody mouth in the air and bit all the palms that Xue Ling had pushed it into its mouth.

Then close.

"Ahh Xue Ling felt the terrifying feeling of dampness and heat and the pressure of the tiger's teeth, and the fear of that moment completely overwhelmed the reason of his brain, and he screamed loudly regardless of the image, and the voice echoed in the empty forest.

At the same time, Fang Bei also noticed the movement here, he took two steps towards Xue Ling, and came to the tiger's side in two steps, and then the young man reached out and pinched the back of the tiger's neck.

Yes, you read that right, don't reach out and pinch the back of the tiger's neck.

In fact, some people have always fantasized that if they pinch the back of the tiger's neck, will the tiger also curl up in a ball as if it was dominated by fate.

But this matter, except for Wu Song, basically no one has done it.

Xue Ling stared blankly at the eyes, his brain was almost empty after screaming, and he just looked at Fang Bei in the sparse moonlight, just like this, he reached out and grabbed the tiger biting his hand, and then with a slight force on his hand, he pulled the tiger out of his wrist like a wine bottle cork.

Of course, the tiger is not the cork of the wine bottle, but the cork of the tiger's mouth with his own hands.

He pulled out the tiger directly, and then flicked his wrist, and the tiger, which was only a few hundred catties, was easily thrown into the distance by Fang Bei, and spread his limbs in the air, flexibly adjusted his body shape, and finally landed steadily.

"Sure enough, tigers, like cats, always hit the ground with all fours when thrown out." Fang Bei commented like this, while catching the cat, no, the hand that grabbed the tiger was still rubbing it slightly, as if it was experiencing the feel of the big cat's fur.

The tiger looked at the two humans in front of him vigilantly, his eyes glowing red in the moonlight like two candles, and his round tiger ears trembled gently.

And at this time, Xue Ling shouted again: "My hand, my hand, my hand, my hand!" ”

The girl had almost lost her mind completely, and the tiger seemed to have woken up from a dream, turning and fleeing, leaving only Fang Bei's back that quickly disappeared.

Fang Bei sighed: "I haven't petted a cat for a long time." ”

The young man's voice was very melancholy, and then he looked at Xue Ling, who was holding his wrist and shaking it vigorously with a frightened expression, shrugged his shoulders, and was a little helpless: "What are you doing?" ”

"My hand was bitten off by a tiger!" Xue Ling said in horror, and she held her wrist hard as she spoke, as if she was pressing her wrist hard to stop the bleeding.

"And what are you holding?" Fang Bei said quietly.

Xue Ling looked at the wrist she was holding.

Well, his entire right hand was drenched, exuding a somewhat unpleasant fishy smell, and his wrist left white marks on the back of his hand, as if he scratched it when he scratched it.

But - that's all.

Other than that, he was unscathed.

Xue Ling was stunned.

If she remembered correctly, the tiger really bit off her whole hand just now.

Can't this tiger be so unproductive, and he has to play with himself?

In fact, the feeling I gave Xue Ling before was that I felt that my whole hand was clamped by steel tongs, and I couldn't move at all, and I could even feel the touch of every tiger tooth, and there was also the stirring of the tiger's tongue, as well as the wet and hot touch in the entire tiger's mouth.

That's all so real.

But as a result, the tiger just licked the saliva of his own hand?

Especially when Fang Bei grabbed the tiger's neck and pulled it out hard, Xue Ling really felt that he was a cork that was stuck in a wine bottle and was pulled out forcefully.

Therefore, Xue Ling should have felt that his right hand must be gone.

It's as if Cao Cao touched his neck and asked the people around him, "Is my head still there?" That feeling.

"Uh." Xue Ling stopped panicking.

Yes, whoever was attacked by a tiger, bit his hand, and pulled his hand out in this way.

No matter how you think about it, your hands should be like pulling sweet potatoes, right?

Therefore, Xue Ling screamed loudly before, but he never glanced at his hand.

It's like you don't dare to look at the needle when you get an injection.

You all know that your hands must be scattered and sweet potatoes, do you dare to look at it?

That's certainly not daring.

"Why?" Xue Ling said dumbfoundedly.

She clenched her right hand and stretched it.

Everything works fine.

Normally it can't be normal anymore, it's just that the saliva of the slimy tiger is a little disgusting.

Is this tiger so humiliating?

Just come and lick your own saliva?

"Because Shaolin King Kong is not bad." Fang Bei said quietly: "The exercise seeds given to you by Master Kongwu have the effect of protecting the Lord by themselves. ”

"Although you can't defeat the enemy with King Kong now, at least you are much stronger in terms of self-preservation."

"Hmm." Fang Bei smiled: "It can be regarded as saving me a lot of trouble." ”

Xue Ling was stunned, and suddenly realized that if he didn't agree to Kongwu, then now, would his hand definitely be gone?

That's ironclad and gone, well, the tiger probably even bit steel just now.

"Then, thank you, Master." Xue Ling sincerely bowed to Fang Bei's back basket, and then looked at Fang Bei: "Huh? What about tigers? ”

"Didn't you kill the tiger?"

"Scared away." Fang Bei said lightly.

"Did you scare you away?" Xue Ling asked.

"I'm sorry, I don't have a bully color." Fang Bei shook his head and said, "And I didn't bet one of my hands on the new world. ”

"This tiger was scared away by you."

"Me?" Xue Ling pointed to his nose, his eyes full of incredulity: "Am I that terrible?" ”

"Just imagine it." Fang Bei looked at Xue Ling and said, "You go back and make a braised elbow." ”

"The fragrance is overflowing, and everyone praises it."

"You picked up your elbow and took that big bite."

"And then the elbow is fine."

"You've broken two front teeth."

"I ask you."

"If it were you, would you run?"

Fang Bei looked at Xue Ling's face seriously.

The girl's face slowly turned red in the moonlight.

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