Chapter Twenty-Three: The Fat Tiger Is Dead

In this way, Mu Xue carried Dong Wei and Ye Lan and slowly retreated. As soon as he withdrew more than ten steps away, two flying arrows shot out of nowhere, and Qi Brush Brush shot into Mu Xue's back.

I heard her moan softly, leaned forward slightly, and then blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Mu Xue!" Dream Spirit hurriedly shouted nervously:

The thin monkey's face tensed up instantly, and he looked at Mu Xue nervously, and was about to rush over.

The fat tiger rushed forward with an arrow step and put Dong Wei from Mu Xue's hand. With a folding fan against his neck, he shouted to Mengling, "Miss, you guys take Mu Xue away, I'll deal with them." ”

Seeing this, the thin monkey hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Mu Xue over. shouted at the fat tiger: "Fatty, why are you still standing there!" Escort him away! ”

"Miss, you go quickly!! Leave me alone. Fat Tiger said and turned his head to smile at everyone.

"Brother Tiger!" Meng Ling looked at the fat tiger and shouted, pulling Ye Lan to run quickly to the right side of the street.

"Brother Little Tiger! Why don't you come with us? Bingyue looked at the fat tiger with an anxious face, and the thin monkey picked up Mu Xue without saying a word, took her hand and followed Ye Lan and them to the right.

The five of them ran out dozens of paces away, only to hear the fat tiger's laughter behind them. "Folding fan dance, blood turned into a sword. The fan destroys the people and dies, and the fat tiger dies. ”

When everyone heard this, they quickly turned their heads and looked behind them. I saw that the fat tiger suddenly threw the folding fan into the air, and then picked up Dong Wei and jumped into the air and flew into the air. The folding fan magically flew around them, and suddenly spread out and transformed into more than a dozen sharp swords, and flew towards the official who was chasing Ye Lan and them. In an instant, all the officials who rushed to the scene had their throats cut and fell to the ground. Immediately afterwards, Fat Tiger and Dong Wei fell heavily from the air along with more than a dozen fan bones. The two of them instantly vomited blood from their mouths and lay on the ground. The dozens of officials who did not rush up behind were suddenly stunned.

"Brother Tiger!" The Dream Spirit burst into tears of sadness in an instant.

"Little Tiger!" Bingyue screamed and wanted to rush back, but fortunately, the thin monkey grabbed her in time.

Ye Lan's heart felt as if it had been blunt, and it ached. Suddenly, a wave of sadness welled up in my heart. This feeling appeared once when Mrs. Hua died. He didn't expect that he had only been in Mingyue Country for so few days, and he had experienced two life and death partings, and his heart was instantly painful.

Ye Lan shrugged his nose, turned his head back in pain, and shouted at the thin monkey: "Monkey, go quickly!" As he spoke, he picked up the Dream Spirit and ran quickly.

The five of them ran out of Jinyang Mansion City and ran towards the forest on the side of the official road. After running for about a quarter of an hour, he saw that the official had not caught up, so he stopped. Ye Lan sat panting and slumped by the tree, with mixed feelings in her heart.

"Xianggong, pull out the arrow on Mu Xue's back, be careful." Dream Spirit said as she took out a small green jade bottle from her bosom.

Bingyue hurriedly put Mu Xue's body on her lap, her back facing up.

"Blue Boy, let's do it with me!" The thin monkey waved his hand at Ye Lan, squatted down, and bit his lip with a heavy face holding the arrow bone in his hand. Then he pulled out one of the arrows with a strong force, and in an instant blood soaked the white clothes. I only heard Mu Xue's "ah" faint and fainted.

Meng Ling hurriedly aimed the jade bottle at the wound, shook it lightly a few times, and some white powder shook on the wound, and the wound, which was originally full of blood, slowly stopped surging.

"Ling'er, what kind of medicine powder is this, so good at stopping bleeding?" Seeing that this medicinal powder stopped bleeding so quickly, Ye Lan was suddenly a little curious.

"This is white bone thistle powder, which can stop bleeding quickly." After speaking, the Dream Spirit motioned for the thin monkey to pull out another arrow.

The thin monkey's face was heavy, and his heart was as uncomfortable as a knife at this time. He has always been the most unsightly of beautiful women suffering and suffering. I saw him frown, grabbed the arrow bone and pulled it out hard, and pulled the other arrow off Mu Xue's back. In an instant, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and he quickly turned his head.

Skinny Monkey has always been very strong in front of people, and he doesn't want others to see his soft side. He used to say that a man should look like a man, and he had to swallow it in his stomach if he knocked out his front teeth. Although he can't 'pull out the mountains and cover the world' like the overlord, he also has to be a real man with steel and iron bones, how can he shed tears at every turn like a woman. But he shed tears today, which is enough to show how uncomfortable his heart is at this time.

Mengling sprinkled "white bone thistle powder" on the wound, then opened the bag and took out a piece of clothing from it, ripped off a strip of cloth from the clothes, and bandaged Mu Xue's wound. The strip of cloth just encircled the twin peaks, and suddenly lowered the twin peaks by some arcs. Immediately afterwards, he fed Mu Xue a 'Returning Divine Pill', and his nervous expression relaxed a little.

"Ling'er, Mu Xue should be fine, you can sit down and rest for a while!" Ye Lan said as she helped Mengling to walk to the big tree and sit down. Ye Lan leaned against the tree and looked at the sky. The sky is still the same blue, but everything is different. Hua Yaoxuan couldn't go back, and Mrs. Hua and Fat Tiger died one after another. This sudden change made him really difficult to accept for a while.

The thin monkey walked to the side of the big tree, and hit the thick tree pole twice with his fist, and more than a dozen green leaves slowly fell down.

"What the hell does this fat man think, he can run with us, why does he have to sumo wrestle with his life?"

Dream Spirit glanced up at him and said softly, "Because his fan is bloody, he knows that he can't live anymore, so he fights with his life to protect us." ”

Ye Lan and the thin monkey were suddenly startled, and looked at Meng Ling suspiciously.

"What do you mean? Ling'er, why can't you live when you see blood? Ye Lan said curiously:

Meng Ling gently rested his head on Ye Lan's shoulder, and said slowly: "Brother Tiger's folding fan was given by an immortal cultivator when he was a child, and it was called Yinci Fan. When giving a fan, there is a taboo, saying, 'This fan can only be used for self-defense, not blood.' If it gets bloody, the fan will eat the blood and become a demon, and kill people. People will also die because of breaking taboos. ”

"So there's still this thing!" The thin monkey looked at Mengling in surprise with a look of disbelief.

"How can this silver fan have such strange taboos!" Ye Lan shook her head curiously.

"I heard Brother Tiger say before that he was very tiger when he was a child and always liked to fight. The children in the neighborhood were afraid of him and called him Brother Tiger. One day, he was beating a boy named Nobita. Suddenly, an old man in white walked from the street and gently knocked him on the head with a folding fan. In the past, he was already angry and scolded, but I don't know what's going on, he can't be annoyed. Instead, he involuntarily smiled at Lao Dao, as if he had suddenly changed his temperament. Then Lao Dao gave him the folding fan in his hand, and told him that this fan should not be stained with blood, otherwise he would not be able to live, and the fan would die. He took the folding fan and looked at it curiously, then looked up and found that the old way was gone. Meng Ling pillowed on Ye Lan's shoulder and said slowly.

"It turns out that this fat man used to be so fierce." The skinny monkey shook his head in amazement.

After listening to Mengling, Ye Lan instantly knew why Fat Tiger greeted people with a smile every day. It turned out that it was to avoid arguing with others, for fear of accidentally provoking himself and staining the folding fan with blood. But this taboo was too cruel for him.

"Blue Boy, are we going to go back next?" The thin monkey crouched down and asked softly:

"Where are you going?" Ye Lan didn't react for a while, maybe he was tired and old (long reflex arc) and committed it again.

"Lan Zai, you have made an old mistake again, where can you go back, of course, back to our world." The thin monkey looked at Ye Lan with a serious face.

Ye Lan was about to answer, but Meng Ling suddenly raised his head and said categorically: "If you don't go back, I want to find out the mastermind who killed my uncle." If my uncle hadn't been assassinated by them, my grandmother wouldn't have died. I want to avenge my uncle, grandmother, and brother Tiger, all of which were caused by those people. ”

Seeing that Mengling was so determined, the thin monkey bit his lip and continued to persuade: "Brother and sister, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, let's go back first, and we can come over after a while." ”

Ye Lan was a little confused at this time, and it stands to reason that he should go back to his own world first. But just now, seeing Mengling's determined appearance, and not wanting to violate her heart, he suddenly had a dilemma. Ye Lan was thinking about it, when Meng Ling suddenly got up and walked towards the grass in front of him on the right with a surprised face.

Ye Lan and the thin monkey glanced at each other, got up and followed, Ye Lan was curious: "Ling'er, what's wrong?" ”

"Fairy Bead Grass? Messire! Mengling glanced at Ye Lan in surprise, and then squatted down in the grass.

When the two of them came to Dream Spirit's side, they saw a blue tree in the grass, with three leaves, and three purple beads of fruit hanging from it.

"How can there be a 'fairy pearl grass' here!" Meng Ling muttered softly, and then reached out and pulled out the 'Fairy Bead Grass'.

At this moment, a deep female voice suddenly came. "You dolls are so bold, you dare to pick my fairy grass."

The three of them looked in the direction of the sound, and saw an old woman with gray hair and a blue cloth shirt flying towards them. The man came with a black cane in his hand, and there was a small skull-like pendant on the top of the crutch. The gray hair was tied up in a bun. The eyes are cold, but the appearance is handsome, and the skin is fair and supple. If it weren't for that gray hair, she would be a beautiful girl.