The moonlight casts dappled shadows through the dense foliage in the forest, and the wind rustles the blades of grass.

Shang Jiu Ge carried the wooden stick and looked at the colorful tiger behind him who was about to attack her, and the round tiger ears shook slightly in the wind.

Looking at each other, the tiger's amber eyes seemed to be burning in the night, Shang Jiuge shrugged his shoulders, and his eyes also lit up.

"Roar!" Inside, with some sense of relieving embarrassment, the big colorful insect roared and pounced towards Shang Jiuge.

After all, even if the tiger is discovered, there is no room to retreat, and it is just a little worried that the prey will run away when it finds it, and now the prey is not fleeing, but looking at it like a stupid roe deer, Tiger Sauce suddenly feels that today's dinner is still settled.

The huge tiger leaped in the air, the black shadow was shrouded, the fishy wind was blowing, Shang Jiuge stood there alone, motionless, just calmly stretched out the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it forward.

Right in the middle of the tiger's nose.

It's just that this big insect is in a hurry, and it has a huge body, and the wooden stick in Shang Jiu's singer is not a crimson night sword wrapped in dirt, and it is shattered under the huge impact, and Shang Jiu Ge just took a step backward in a hurry at this time, and the tiger just pounced three feet in front of her feet.

The tiger suffered a heavy blow to its nose, nosebleeds gushed out, and it rolled on the ground in pain.

Shang Jiuge, on the other hand, looked at his empty hand and sighed.

Raised his fist in the moonlight.

Bai Shengsheng's fist, the kind that can hammer the chest with a small fist.

Shang Jiuge had indeed heard the story of Wu Song fighting the tiger, but she didn't expect that one day she would have Wu Song's treatment herself.

Although her stick is not broken by hitting a tree, it is also broken by hitting a tiger?

Next, it's time to smash the tiger with your fists?

Shang Jiu Ge thought seriously.

In front of him, the big tiger, which was two or three hundred pounds tall and stood up alone, suddenly turned around and fled towards the depths of the forest while his nose was bleeding.

Fast as the wind.

Shang Jiuge was stunned for a moment, and then immediately chased after him.

"Don't run!"

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……

In the early morning, the morning light is faint.

Sheng Junqian looked at the walls of Los Angeles from afar and pressed the saber on his waist.

It's finally here.

Sheng Junqian is also a person who does what he says, saying that he wants to find Shang Jiuge's bad luck, then he must come to find Shang Jiuge's bad luck.

Even if it is said that it is the bad luck of coming to Shang Jiuge after eating the mutton steamed buns.

"Is this L.A." Sheng Junqian looked at the towering city wall of Los Angeles: "It's really magnificent." ”

"I just don't know where Shang Jiu Ge is."

Sheng Junqian rushed over immediately after getting the news of Shang Jiuge's haunt in Los Angeles, basically there was no stop, he was afraid that Shang Jiuge would suddenly disappear again, after all, Shang Jiuge's recent whereabouts really came and went without a trace, even through the hive's intelligence network, the only news he got was Shang Jiuge's flickering appearance in Henan.

After all, Shang Jiuge really doesn't live in the store, she sleeps in the broken temple in the wilderness every day, drinks mountain spring water, eats wild fruits in the wild, and thanks to her tempered a pair of steel stomachs, she didn't fall down because she ate unclean things in the wild.

But because of this, you are staring at the abyss, and the abyss is also staring at you, and like Shang Jiuge, he basically doesn't go to crowded places, so the only people who stare at Shang Jiuge are rabbits and tigers.

So Shang Jiu Ge didn't mind letting these things become his own meal.

Shang Jiuge is the latest news in Los Angeles.

In front of Sheng Junqian, there is a long bridge on the moat of Los Angeles, and people come and go on the long bridge, and the river is endless, which looks like a lively and prosperous city.

And at this moment, there was a sudden commotion behind Sheng Junqian.

"Big bug! There are big bugs! ”

"The tiger is coming, run!"

"The tiger is coming!"

Sheng Junqian heard the word tiger, his brows suddenly furrowed, he looked back, and saw more than a dozen people running towards him, and behind them, there was really a big white-fronted worm with hanging eyes!

Sheng Junqian did not hesitate to draw his sword and rush towards the tiger, but when the tiger approached, he realized that something was wrong.

The tiger is a real tiger, but the tiger's front paws are not touching the ground.

Not only did the tiger's front paws not touch the ground, but the tiger's hind legs were also dragging on the ground.

And if you look closely, you can see that under the tiger's belly, there seem to be two legs moving smoothly.

Sheng Junqian pressed the hilt of the knife and looked at the tiger and the person under the tiger: "Who are you?" ”

"Me?" Below the tiger is, of course, Shang Jiuge.

Shang Jiuge spent a lot of effort to catch up with the tiger, but it took much less strength to kill the tiger than to catch up with the tiger.

After all, how do you say that? Most carnivores actually spend most of their calories chasing their prey, after all, the final battle and hunting process is often only a moment.

This sentence is also applicable to Shang Jiuge.

As Shang Jiuge's crisp voice came from under the tiger, at the same time, the tiger's tiger head was raised, and Shang Jiuge's little face under the tiger's head was also revealed at the same time.

The girl has short hair and black eyes, her appearance is beautiful and cold, her lips are thin, and her eyes are as black as paint and look at Sheng Junqian: "Of course I am me." ”

Shang Jiu Ge said as a matter of course.

Sheng Junqian looked at the girl under the tiger's head at this moment, and found that she was basically carrying the tiger forward, but the tiger was too big, even if Shang Jiuge carried the entire tiger on his back now, he could completely cover her body, which was actually not petite.

So from a distance, it really looks like a tiger is coming here.

This is not a farce like a dragon shooting a tiger, this is a real tiger, appearing outside the crowded Los Angeles City.

After all, who dares to get closer to see if the tiger is a meat or vegetarian eater, and whether there are people in it.

Only a person like Sheng Junqian who is a master of art and courage dares to get close to the past.

Sheng Junqian almost felt like he was in love at that moment, after all, the impact of this contrast was too great.

You can imagine that you see a tiger on the street, and then you are waiting to perform a good show of killing a tiger on the street, but you find that under the tiger's mighty tiger head, there is such a beautiful and lovely little face.

Where can ordinary people parry this formation?

Don't talk about ordinary people, the second class can stand up quickly.

"Excuse me, what the hell is going on?" Sheng Junqian asked cautiously.

In any case, carrying a tiger for such a long distance, looking at the direction, even said that she wanted to carry the tiger into the city.

"Hmm." Shang Jiuge thought about it, and she felt that it was complicated to say.

"Don't have time to explain?" Shang Jiuge looked at Sheng Junqian and said, "However, I'll ask you." ”

Shang Jiu Ge said very seriously: "Is this tiger worth fifty taels? ”

Fifty taels?

Sheng Junqian looked at Shang Jiuge and felt a little incomprehensible about this girl's brain circuit.

Is fifty taels a lot of money?

Fifty taels is, of course, a lot of money.

But isn't it an obvious question whether a tiger is worth fifty taels?

There is a good saying that tigers are all treasures.

Tiger skin is a treasure, and no one dislikes tiger meat, after all, it can't be eaten ordinarily, tiger bones can be used in medicine, tiger teeth can be used as decorations, and even tiger whips ...... Ahem.

In short, not to mention anything else, the tiger skin that doesn't look damaged on this body is not a problem to sell for a hundred taels, but the tiger is not so easy to catch in the end, even if it is a real martial arts master, the kind that can fight the tiger with his bare hands, what decent thing can not be done, you have to drill all over the mountains and forests to find the tiger to fight?

It's not the ambition to become Wu Song, the tiger is still very rare, to put it bluntly.

"You hit this tiger?" Sheng Junqian asked.

"Hmm." Shang Jiu Ge nodded and said, "It just wants to eat me, and I happen to be short of money." ”

"We all need each other."

"But it won't beat me."

Shang Jiu Ge said these very reasonable words, which made Sheng Junqian fall into deep contemplation.

Yes, Shang Jiu Ge has a powerful reality distortion force field, and anyone who can make everyone talk to her can't help but recognize Shang Jiu Ge's logic.

After all, you said - Shang Jiuge's above words are not reasonable.

"What weapon did you use to hit it?" Sheng Junqian continued to ask.

As he said this, he looked at Shang Jiuge.

Shang Jiuge was still wearing the white clothes given to her by He Ping, but she was not wearing weapons like swords.

After all, the sword is so conspicuous that ordinary people can't hide it at all.

"I had a stick with me, but it shattered on the tiger." Shang Jiu Ge said honestly: "So. ”

Shang Jiu Ge stretched out his slender white little hand and flipped it in front of Sheng Junqian: "I have to use my fists." ”

"I only remembered it when I was killed, so it seems that tiger skins are worth a little more."

Every word of Shang Jiuge sounded like bragging.

But her so-so, mediocre, and unremarkable attitude makes people involuntarily believe that what she said is true.

Sheng Junqian couldn't help but believe Shang Jiuge's words: "By the way, you said that you are very short of money? ”

Sheng Junqian asked.

"Yes." Shang Jiu Ge nodded: "I damaged the wall of someone else's inn, and I need to compensate fifty taels of silver." ”

Saying this, Shang Jiuge looked at Sheng Junqian: "Do you think this tiger is worth fifty taels?" ”

Sheng Junqian nodded.

Shang Jiu Ge showed a happy smile: "Do you want it?" I'll give you fifty taels. ”

Shang Jiuge never cared how much this tiger was worth.

For her, the tiger was worth fifty taels to earn, because she only needed fifty taels.

If it's not enough, then it's enough to earn it again.

Sheng Junqian looked at the big tiger on Shang Jiuge's body, it looked like it was almost two or three hundred catties heavy.

So much so that he was able to press Shang Jiuge's small body to the point that he couldn't straighten his waist.

So, if you buy this tiger yourself, will the person who is crushed under the tiger be yourself?

Isn't that too handsome?

Shang Jiuge buried himself under the tiger, which can be said to be cute and cute, and there is really no sense of disobedience when he praises the cute tiger in his palm.

That kind of contrast is really a level that kills people.,After all, a cute girl or something came out of the furry and vicious tiger.。

Think about not being too cute.

But if you carry the tiger in the same posture yourself.

Thinking of this, Sheng Junqian looked at the tiger and felt that if he carried it, there should be no problem in carrying it.

But why should I carry a tiger!

Why should I buy this tiger!

Even if I can afford it, I'm not a philanthropist, and I'm not someone who would do it for love!

Sheng Junqian roared inwardly.

Then he looked at Shang Jiu Ge and said with a pleasant face: "I'm sorry, I don't need it." ”

In fact, Sheng Junqian looks very good-looking, and he is also dressed in good spirits, after all, he is poor and rich in martial arts, Sheng Junqian is the first hundred in the former Jianghu list A list, and now the top of the Jianghu list B list, naturally not a poor child Don't bully the young and poor, thirty years in Hexi and thirty years in Hedong is an inspirational model, he was born in a scholarly family, and he is also an official eunuch family, but he doesn't like to read since he was a child, and in the end he can't do it, so he can only let him practice martial arts, but on the way to practice martial arts, Sheng Junqian showed an amazing talent, from enlightenment to teaching, and then to enlightenment, and then finally worship the Kunlun maniac who ranked 27th on the list of rivers and lakes, along the way, the master changed his diligence, and the entry was also a thousand miles a day, and now he is only twenty-eight years old, he can climb to the tail of the crane on the first list of rivers and lakes.

But he doesn't want to join the army to serve the country, he just thinks about playing the rivers and lakes, but his family has a big career, his martial arts are really high, and the family can only turn a blind eye to him wandering the rivers and lakes, anyway, the money he needs is given by the family.

However, he doesn't spend much money himself, basically eating a bowl of mutton steamed buns every morning is the pinnacle of life, and there are some monsters on the list of rivers and lakes, Sheng Junqian himself is full of calculations, and he also knows that his cultivation of the second grade is more than enough to protect himself, but if he wants to go further on the list of rivers and lakes, and even enter the realm of the real first-grade grandmaster, it is really difficult for him.

But even so, he still cherishes his position at the end of the crane on the top of the Jianghu list.

After all, in other words, there is no shame in ranking 500th in the world's top 500!

It's a shame, how many people can't get into the world's top 500 if they want to kneel and lick.

But Shang Jiuge didn't care much about Sheng Junqian's temperament, appearance, or even martial arts, in her opinion, Sheng Junqian was just a very polite man.

So Shang Jiu Ge nodded quietly, and then continued to walk forward with the tiger on his back.

"Where are you going?"

Sheng Junqian stopped her.

"Go to L.A." Shang Jiu Ge said.

"What are you doing in L.A." Sheng Junqian had already found out, asked a question by himself, and Shang Jiuge answered.

It's like a toad on Daming Lake, poking and jumping.

"Sell tigers." Shang Jiu Ge said as a matter of course, without a little disobedience: "Because I didn't say that I need fifty taels of silver." ”

So if you sell me the tiger here, and you leave with fifty taels of silver, can you leave the tiger with me?

Sheng Junqian had gradually comprehended Shang Jiuge's linear logic.

"Wait." Sheng Junqian said behind Shang Jiuge.

Shang Jiuge looked at Sheng Junqian seriously.

The girl's head under the tiger's head was slightly measured.

Puzzled.

"Any city in this world." Sheng Junqian looked at Shang Jiuge.

"No girl will be allowed to carry a tiger into the city."

Sheng Junqian said this rightful word.

Shang Jiu Ge opened his mouth slightly.

"Huh?"

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