The content of the chapter begins--> Feng Jiu didn't even look at it, and said, "These people don't look good, so they naturally killed something." Sometimes you have to do things well, some people can keep it, and some people can't.

Master Lu heard a glint in his eyes, but he didn't expect this young man to say that he had killed something so simply, after all, looking at him, he should have never been exposed to this kind of thing, and he was a little honest and pure after staying in the mountains for a long time......

Thinking of this honest and pure, he put one hand to the corner of his mouth and coughed lightly.

He also has a time when he looks away! What kind of honest and pure boy this young man is! Can honest and pure people silently put down more than a dozen powerful loose cultivators? Can an honest and pure person say something like killing something like this?

The more this boy gets along, the more he feels like a mystery. I thought I had seen through him, that is, a teenager who was not deeply involved in the world, but who knew that his cognition was refreshed again and again, which shocked them.

After straightening his mind, he motioned to the people around him: "Deal with the people."

"Yes!" Those men are also used to doing this, and it should be very simple, except for the two of them who stayed by Master Lu's side, their men all took out daggers and directly slashed them on the necks of those unconscious people.

This kind of fluttering dagger wiped out the feeling of a Yuanying monk and a flying immortal powerhouse, which made those men feel a little weird in their hearts, in order to deal with such a strength of loose cultivation, they have not tried to solve people with a single sword.

Because the old man in gray was a doctor, although he didn't step forward to help at this time, he also took a few steps forward to watch. Rao is a handful of his age, and he can't do the thing of cutting the tiger's belly, at this time, with the help of the fire, he watched Feng Jiu touch out a sharp dagger, first shaved all the hairs on the tiger's belly, and didn't know what kind of medicine was rubbed on it, only smelling a strange smell of medicine spreading in the air.

Seeing the young man's expression, they didn't dare to disturb, just watched quietly, however, when they saw him slash under the tiger's belly with a knife like that, the sharp dagger directly cut out a saliva, and at the same time the blood gushed out, the tigress howled miserably, and saw the young man stretch out his hand to reach into the opening, and gently groped inside.

After a while, a white tiger cub covered in blood was lifted out in the hands of the young man. When they saw the white tiger cub that was shrunk into a ball, the people watching next to them were a little stunned.

This、This is out?

The tigress had no strength to howl, and her whole body went limp, as if her life force had reached the end of her life, and she tried to open her eyes to look at her child, trying to lick it and remember the smell of its body.

However, the passage of life force, coupled with the gushing of blood as it was dissected, made it faint and plunged into boundless darkness as soon as it was darkened......

Feng Jiu placed the white tiger cub on a piece of clothing that had been prepared, and quickly sewed up the wound on the tigress's abdomen with needles and threads.

This scene made the old man in gray on the side look at it intently. When he saw that the boy had sewn up the wound and the blood had not flowed out again, he wanted to ask, but he was afraid of disturbing him, so he suppressed the urge to ask.

It wasn't until he saw the young man wiping the little white tiger's body with that clothes that he couldn't help asking, "Little Brother Feng, why did you sew this wound again?" Could this tigress still be alive? "End of chapter - > remember after reading it: easy to read next time, or.