The chapter begins with > "I'm not going to mess around." She whispered, her eyes only staring ahead, judging in her heart how long this white tiger could last?

And when Master Lu saw Feng Jiu's expression, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised, and had an indescribable weird feeling, although it was a bit too much to see those scattered cultivators besieging a big belly tigress in front of him, but this is the way it is in this world, the weak eat the strong.

What's more, that tigress is still a relatively rare white tiger in the tiger clan, and it is understandable that those people will stare at this female white tiger, and with the strength of these people, it is only a matter of time before this white tiger falls into their hands.

Ahead, the white tiger fought hard, grinning and roaring, and there was anger and anxiety in those tiger eyes, as well as a trace of worry that was unknown to outsiders.

Its hind legs were trembling, dripping blood flowed out, and it had to avoid the attacks of those humans, and the pain from its stomach made it lose its strength rapidly, and after a while, it saw a long sword stabbing at its neck, it tried to avoid it, but it fell down because of the weakness of its hind legs.

"Roar!"

The white tiger roared unwillingly and angrily, staring at the stabbing sword with a pair of tiger eyes, however, at that critical moment, it saw a small ray of light passing by, and pierced into the wrist of the sword-wielding man, and the stabbing sword also fell to the ground because of the man's pain.

The crisis was lifted, the white tiger was stunned, his eyes swept away, and fell on the young man in green clothes not far away, and when he met the young man's gaze, it let out a low howl.

Standing behind Feng Jiu, when the people of the Lu family saw that scene, they couldn't help but feel strange, none of them saw how Feng Jiu made a move, only to see the person who stabbed at the white tiger suddenly let out a low cry, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"Who is it?" The scattered cultivator who landed on the long sword shouted loudly, swept his head violently, and his eyes fell on the people of the Lu family.

"It's me." Feng Jiu smiled and squinted a pair of eyes, but there was no smile in those eyes, and when the fluttering voice came out, she was about to step forward.

"Little Brother Feng!" Old Master Lu came to Feng Jiu's side at some point, put his hand on Feng Jiu's shoulder, and tried to stop him.

Feng Jiu turned his head and looked at Master Lu with a smile: "It's okay, they can't do anything to me." As he spoke, he stepped forward.

"Master, don't meddle." A man stepped forward and whispered, "We just met him in the water, and we can't offend those people for him."

"Father, we don't have as many people as them, so it's best not to get involved in this." Lu Jiming also whispered. It would be unwise to make enemies of those people for the sake of someone with whom he had little friendship.

However, just as his words fell, he suddenly saw that the faces of the dozen or so scattered cultivators in front of him were not quite right, and they couldn't even stand on their feet one by one, and they couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

"Damn! What's going on? A loose cultivator supported the ground with a large knife in his hand, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"I don't have any strength, and I can't raise my spiritual power, we, we're drugged!" Another loose cultivator's eyes widened in shock, and he looked at Master Lu and his party, thinking that it was their hand.

It's just, silently drugging them? How exactly do they do it? They didn't even notice it!

Compared with the shock of those people, Master Lu and the others also looked incredible at this time...... End of chapter content --> remember after reading it: easy to read next time, or.