Chapter Twenty-Three-[Sitting on the Mountain and Watching the Tiger Fight]

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The sudden change made everyone startled.

Si Xingfang scolded: "Your grandmother's, you can rush away if you are ordered by the old man, what kind of martial arts have you kid practiced?

After that, the cloak turned into wings, and the black clothes and black hair were spread, like a bat in the air, floating and chasing.

Murong Fu didn't dare to stop, his feet stepped on the roof, and he ran away.

There were only a few down-and-out rangers left on the streets, all holding their arms and staring blankly, knowing that although they saved their tongues today, they were afraid that they would not survive in the future.

Only the young man looked at the place where Murong Fu's figure disappeared, and muttered to himself: "I should have firmly believed in my own judgment, it turns out that he is really Gusu Murong, and he is neither humble nor arrogant in the face of such a predicament, which makes people admire him......"

With a "snap", the young man was suddenly slapped on the head by the uncle, interrupting the sound of self-talking.

"Bai Pu, what are you doing stupidly? Come back to Baiyaotang with me, and let me stay in Kunming City in the future, and never go out of the city for half a step......"

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Lofty mountains, dense forests and streams can be seen everywhere in Yunnan-Guizhou and other plateaus.

It added a lot of convenience to Murong Fu's escape road, but Si Xingfang was really clever in his light work, and after chasing him for a day and a night, he always caught up.

At this time, the two of them looked at each other across a stream, both tired and tight, and rested on the shore to relieve their breath.

Si Xingfang squatted on the bank, poured a few mouthfuls of river water, raised his mouth and scolded: "Murong boy, if you stand and don't run, don't you keep saying that you want to fight with me fairly? ”

Murong Fu was naturally not fooled, and while lying down by the stream to drink water, he sneered: "Fair, you are two years older than me, and you have practiced for a longer period of time than me, is this also called fairness? ”

"Hmph! You can chew crooked reasoning, why don't you be born a few years earlier and practice more martial arts?......

Murong Fu raised his hand to stop and shouted, "Come on, the young master won't quarrel with you." Aren't you calling yourself a matchless in your work? Why can't you catch up with me?"

Si Xingfang said: "The old man usually eats one pound of rice and three pounds of beef for each meal, the more you eat, the more strength you have, you don't eat or drink, the old man can't survive you when he's old." If you really want to learn the old man's light skills, do you dare to let me run away when I am full. ”

Murong replied and sneered: "It turns out that you can't be hungry, that's very good, the master will catch two fish to fill your stomach, and you can eat slowly." With that, he sacrificed the flame knife and pierced into the stream, shot two big fish in a moment, and threw them over, shooting straight at the door of the division.

Si Xingfang took it, although it was raw fish, his stomach rumbled when he smelled the meat, and he took a bite of it, only to feel that the fishy smell was heavy, and he hurriedly spit it out, and said angrily: "Okay, even if you Murong kid wins, the old man loses to you first, so let you run first, and it's not too late to chase you when I'm full!"

So, he simply ignored Murong Fu, jumped into the stream to catch fish, and prepared to barbecue.

Murong Fu was actually very hungry, and seeing that the other party was not chasing him, he hurriedly turned into the woods to find something to eat.

After a while, Murong Fu beat the pheasant and the hare and hid behind a big stone to barbecue, and after the roasting, he quickly went down, and after eating, he didn't see the Si Xingfang chasing after him, so he simply closed his eyes and breathed, and seized the time to practice internal strength.

This day and night desperately running, it seems to have aroused his physical potential, the two dantians roar and run all the time, the true qi is full of uncomfortable, and in the long run, he will definitely go crazy, and he can hurry up and refine.

Kneeling for a while, the true qi in the body gradually subdued, but it became more pretentious, and it vaguely seemed to have improved a lot yesterday.

"Obediently, I was chased by this old man for a day and a night, and I didn't want my internal strength to improve, but it was helpful to recover my internal strength if I was in a desperate situation. ”

Murong Fu smiled knowingly, and said in his heart: "Since this is the case, I will continue to play with the old man Hei, I hope that when I arrive in Dali, I can go one level further, if I can break through Ren Du to break through to the first realm of innate nature, and then learn the "Northern Spiritual Skill" and "Ling Bo Weibu", how can I still be afraid of him." ”

Just as he was about to get up and leave, there was a commotion in the woods, thinking that the Si Xingfang must have found the traces, Murong Fufei climbed up the tree and shouted: "Black old ghost, the master is here! You are full of feelings! Come on, let's see if you can catch the master this time!"

No one answered in the forest, but the sound of the woods was louder, and suddenly there was a strange cry, which shook the grass and trees.

The voice was clearly the roar of a wild beast, and one stopped, and the other rose again, answering the mountain, as if they were looking at each other.

"What kind of beast is this, obviously there are more than one or two! You have to fight here for territory!" Murong sighed in doubt, and leaped to the top of the tree, chasing after him.

The noise in his ears grew louder and louder, and so did the roar of the beast. Murong Fu ran closer to take a look, only to see four or five fierce tigers each entrenched in a small hill, competing to roar to the sky.

"Your sister! People say that one mountain can't accommodate two tigers, why did four or five big tigers suddenly come here. In the previous life, I watched the tigers in the zoo, and they were all like cats, but today I can sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, watch them have a wonderful fight, and then catch a quick tiger meat for dinner. ”

Murong was rejoiced, sitting on a branch and preparing to watch a good show.

Four or five big tigers roared for a while and couldn't drive each other away, and soon rushed into the central open space to fight, flying and grabbing, sweeping and cutting, all of which had their own tricks, and they fought very excitingly.

Murong Fu looked at the praise again and again, and was about to come hard, when he suddenly heard the wind whistling behind him, knowing that there was a hidden weapon coming, he didn't dare to pick it up, so he hurriedly flew away to avoid it.

"Seize the ......"

The branches of the tree where he was resting were full of mandarings for a moment, and they were broken, and the broken branches fell to the ground with a "bang", startling the fallen leaves all over the sky.

"Black old ghost, you are really shameless, why do you always sneak attack!"

Although Murong Fu avoided it quickly, he still caught a moment, and a flying batdar stuck in the calf and stomach, gurgling blood, and scolded angrily.

Si Xingfang chased him for a day and a night, and how many times he was tricked by Murong Fu to escape, he had long lost his mind of being upright, and said with a smile: "That's right, the old man is shameless, dealing with you, a boy who is slick and slippery, where can he be serious with you." The old man couldn't find you everywhere when he was full, so he bothered to find many big tigers to come over and fight in the mountains, and he always called you out. ”

"Haha, this time I hurt your leg and stomach, and you can still escape my palm. It's better to be captured obediently, if you are obedient, I can spare your life when I exchange you for the Holy Fire Order. ”

Who would have thought that these many big tigers suddenly appeared to fight, but it was the ghost of the company.

Murong Fu was boiling with anger, knowing that it was useless to say more, so he gritted his teeth and could only support him to continue to escape. With a snap of his body, he jumped down from the branch and flew towards the fierce tiger.

Si Xingfang was shocked, and shouted after him: "Murong boy, you are looking for death, come back quickly, otherwise the tiger will tear you to pieces, what will I use with the girl to exchange for the Holy Flame Order......"

Murong didn't look back, pulled up the bataman on his leg and stomach and reflected it back, and said coldly: "You think about the beauty, the master doesn't ask you to catch the tiger even if he feeds it......"

As he spoke, his man had already landed in the center of the Great Tiger Arena. When the tiger saw that there was interference from a foreign object, he turned his head and jumped up, screaming and pounced on him!

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