On Mount Paektu, the winter snow has not yet melted.

On the mountainside, dense forests rise to the sky. The snow on the ankles makes it difficult for pedestrians to walk on it.

*

A team of men and horses in strong suits suddenly appeared in the mountains and forests. The man on the horse at the head looked very young. Behind him was a mink cape, and around his neck was a white fox fur as a collar.

Dressed like this, he must have an extraordinary background.

The people behind him, scattered around him, were always vigilant, and it was clear at a glance that these people were his guards.

In the young man's hand, a splendid golden longbow was set with a variety of precious stones.

His face is a little handsome, a little resolute. It's just that in his eyes, there is a bit of coldness, which makes people feel frightened, and they dare not get too close to him.

"Huh?"

"Sika deer."

In the distance, a shadow quickly flashed in his eyes, and the young man's eyes lit up instantly.

One morning in the mountains, he only caught a few hares, which made him very dissatisfied. At this time, a decent prey finally appeared, which made his heart rejoice.

"Drive."

The young man's legs slammed into the horse's belly and the horse chased after his prey. It was very difficult to walk in the snow, and the horses did not move very fast.

His hand reached for the quiver, drew a sharp arrow, drew the bow with his right hand, and held the arrow with his left hand, with a very quick movement.

"Whoosh."

The arrow instantly broke out of the bow and galloped towards the running sika deer.

Unfortunately, the sika deer seemed to know the danger and jumped into it. The arrow landed in the air, nailed to the trunk of a nearby tree, and sank into it. At the end of the arrow, it is still shaking.

"Hmph."

"Want to run? It's just wishful thinking. ”

The arrow missed, but the young man was not discouraged, and drew a sharp arrow again and put it on the bow.

The horses beneath him were noticeably getting faster and faster.

"Young master."

Behind him, a group of guards were extremely nervous, urging their horses to catch up. But it wasn't long before the young man left them far behind, and soon his figure was already disappearing into the forest.

"Yes."

The leader of this group of guards was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. There are often bears, tigers and other fierce beasts in the mountains, and the mountains have not thawed at this time, and the fierce beasts are hungry.

If the young master encounters it, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Hurry up and split up and look for it."

"If the young master has any mistakes, I'm afraid I can only take my life to pay for it."

The leader of the guards shouted loudly and commanded the other guards beside him.

"Yes."

The crowd was not verbose, and hurriedly parted ways, and they also knew the serious consequences.

If something happens to the young master, they may not see the sun rising tomorrow.

"Drive, drive."

The horse's hooves are flying, and the snow is splashing.

*

"Whoosh."

The fourth arrow, through a snowstorm, finally hit the neck of the sika deer. After a few struggles, he was unwilling to fall.

When the young man saw this, he smiled evilly, and his face was very satisfied.

"But that's it."

Stopping the horse under his crotch, he urged the horse to walk slowly towards the place where the sika deer had fallen.

"Whew."

Suddenly, the horse's front hooves suddenly lifted upwards under his crotch, and the young man was caught off guard and fell off the horse and into the snow.

Before he could react, the horse galloped away as if frightened.

"Huh?"

"What is this?"

The young man frowned slightly, hurriedly stood up, and quickly drew the sword at his waist, secretly vigilant.

"Whew."

An angry roar was heard not far behind him, and the earth-shattering roar caused the snow to fall from the trees.

"Siberian tigers."

The young man turned, his gaze toward where the roar had come from.

Not far from him, a golden retriever tiger nearly a foot long and half a foot high. Its tiger eyes stared at his figure closely. There is a big king character above the door of the head, which makes people shudder.

The mouth of the blood basin was wide open, still steaming.

"Whew."

The young man clenched the sword in his hand and hunched his waist, as if ready to strike a fatal blow at it.

"Run."

The imaginary battle did not wait, and the man did not hesitate, turned around and fled for his life.

He's not stupid, with his half-martial arts, he wants to fight with an adult tiger?

Are you kidding?

I'm afraid that with a slap, his soul will have gone elsewhere.

"Help, help."

While running, shouting loudly. Sweat poured down his forehead.

But how can two legs outrun four legs?

Within a few breaths, the tiger had caught up. A leap swooped down on him.

"Whoosh."

The young man was helpless, looked at the leaping tiger, hurriedly threw the sword in his hand towards the tiger, and quickly dodged to the side.

"Ding."

The tiger in the air, with a flick of its claws, the sword was swept off the side and plunged into the nearby tree. This shows how powerful it is.

The tiger's attack continued unabated, getting closer and closer to him, and he tried to dodge, but after all, he took a step too late, and a claw came in an instant, sweeping over his chest. In an instant, he flew upside down, slammed into the tree behind him, and then fell.

"Ugh."

"Poof."

A muffled snort, followed by a mouthful of thick blood.

The tiger slowed down and walked slowly towards him, and in its eyes, the young man was already in its mouth.

"My life is at my disposal."

Looking at the tiger's eyes like copper bells, the young man smiled bitterly with a look of despair.

At this moment, he was no longer struggling uselessly.

Because, useless.

"Whew."

The tiger approached and opened his mouth, wanting to get to know him.

But at this moment, a black figure suddenly flashed out.

"Bang."

A kick swept out, as fast as lightning, and slammed into the tiger's body, causing it to roll backwards and fly out.

"Huh?"

"This is also ......"

The young man was dumbfounded, watching as the man suddenly appeared in front of him.

The Siberian tiger, which is nearly 1,000 catties, was kicked away by him?

Do you want to exaggerate that?

On his face, he wore a silver half-sided mask, and it was difficult to see his specific face. He was dressed in black and looked a little thin. But out of thin air, it gives people a sense of oppression.

"Whew."

The tiger was angry, and when he was eating, he was disturbed.

"If you don't know the times?"

"Don't blame my men for being ruthless."

Looking at a pair of tiger eyes in front of him, the man in black didn't seem to care, and said lightly.

He has no enmity with the tiger. If it leaves, it doesn't mean that it can't be spared.

It's a pity that this tiger doesn't appreciate it.

A leap of breadth and pounced on him fiercely.

"Hey."

"Since you want to die, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

"There's just a tiger skin cushion chair missing."

The black-clothed man's eyes instantly turned cold, emitting a blood-devouring light.

"Huh."

The sword at his waist was pulled out by him in an instant, one dodging, one on the ground. He had escaped the tiger's pounce and leaped into the air.

The sword in his hand swung down quickly, and a flash of sword light flashed, extremely fast and extremely accurate.

"Poof."

The sword in the man in black returned to the scabbard at his waist.

Slowly, he walked towards the place where the injured young man was.

He never looked at the tiger behind him again.

The tiger's throat was already cracked, and blood was gushing outward. After only a few breaths, the tiger let out a few whimpering and wails and fell.

The snow on the ground had turned blood-red.

"Thank you Childe for saving your life."

"Xiao Zhen is grateful."

"I don't know the son's surname, Xiao will definitely have a good reward in the future."

Xiao Zhen endured the pain in his body, struggled to get up and said to him.

It's just that before he could wait for the man in black to reply, he had already fainted.

“......”

The man in black was a little speechless.

*

"Huh?"

"Where is this?"

Xiao Zhen opened his eyes, a little dazed in his eyes. He frowned and recalled, finally remembering what had happened before.

I looked at his chest, it was already well bandaged, and it should be fine.

"Awake?"

Xiao Luo came to the house, squinted his eyes and asked.

"Thank you for saving your life."

Xiao Zhen struggled to get up, sat on the bed, and said to him with his fists clenched.

"Don't thank me."

"It was my son-in-law who saved you."

"I just dragged you back."

When Xiaoluo heard this, he didn't care about saying to him.

When Xiao Zhen heard this, his face was shocked, what did it mean to drag him back?

But he didn't pay much attention to it.

"I don't know your son-in-law's name?"

Xiao Zhen opened his mouth and asked Xiaoluo. I was in a coma before, but I didn't know it.

"Moonset."

Xiaoluo opened his mouth and spit out two words, which seemed a little casual.

But these two words made Xiao Zhen even more shocked.

"Moonset, moonset, moonset."

His mouth repeated it over and over again, as if there was some confusion.

"Mubai in the south, moonset in the north."

"The top of Mt. Paektu."

"Moonset."

"Yes, yes."

Xiao Zhen muttered to himself, but he never thought that the person who saved him was that legendary character.

I'm afraid, it's only him.

Martial arts will be so peaking.

Killing a tiger is like killing a chicken.