Huaishui Six Mansions, Fengxing Mansion.

After crossing the Huaishui, another month passed.

Returning from the capital, Qin Xianyu traveled all the way, not fast, but compared to ordinary people, it was not slow, at this moment he had entered the border of Fengxingfu, but it would take about six or seven days to return to Fengxian where the Taoist temple was located.

Along the way, sometimes he would pass by the peculiarities recorded in Master Guanxu's travel notes, and Qin Xianyu would occasionally rise, and he would also take a detour to see some. These peculiar places, some famous mountains and rivers, basically have traces of cultivators, and there are even cultivators who practice in seclusion, and only a few places are naturally formed.

This month of continuous practice, he tried his best to explore, and he also had some understanding of the current skills of the Dragon and Tiger realm.

Qin Xianyu was thinking about how to divide his own skills now and which characters he could beat, when he suddenly heard some strange noises, which seemed to be extremely far away.

He took a cicada wing, his body turned into a smoke wind, and shuttled between the mountains and forests, which was amazingly fast.

If ordinary people can see it, they can only know that a gust of wind is blowing, and they can't see the figure clearly.

Cloud from the dragon.

Since the surrender of Canglong, Qin Xianyu's body has become more and more brisk, and after the cicada wings are displayed, it is difficult for ordinary people to see with the naked eye.

Through a large wood, and then through a road, and finally to a grove of trees,

From afar, I saw the scene in the forest through the gaps in the green leaves of the trees.

There is a fierce tiger roaring among the mountains and forests.

The horses and chariots panicked.

Dead or wounded.

Qin Xianyu's heart sank slightly.

......

This road is not an official road, it is a forest path, and the road is narrow. Only one carriage can be accommodated.

It's not a big road, though. But this forest path leads directly to Qingyuan Mansion. No detours.

This is at the foot of the mountain, and there are often some goats and deer coming out of the forest and crossing the path, but this time, no one thought that it was not a goat or a wild deer or a badger or anything like that, but a fierce tiger.

One head is almost as tall as a zhang. The colorful tiger that grows three feet long is terrifyingly huge.

Ordinary people's houses are only a foot high, and this fierce tiger is almost as tall as a building, and its body is huge, which is even more amazing than a horse-drawn carriage.

It swooped out from the side of the road, and was so large that as soon as its front paws were raised, it was already on the roof of the carriage, overturning the carriage and rolling it into the woods with the horses.

Let's look at this colorful tiger. The body is pale yellow and almost white, with black stripes. Gao Zhangxu. The head and tail are three-footed, the body is huge, and the ferocity is monstrous.

When the guards saw it, they hardly had the slightest idea of fighting it, and their hearts were scattered.

Su Wenxiu held the curtain tightly, her face was pale, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

The tiger is a feared beast, full of ferocity, known as the king of the mountain, but the one in front of him is much larger than a carriage, and the size of the body is simply terrifying.

This fierce tiger was covered in thick skin and flesh, and even Ye Qing, who had cultivated his inner strength, sneaked up behind him, and slashed it with all his strength, leaving a scar that was not deep or shallow, and even blood never flowed out.

In just a few moments, more than half of the guards were killed and wounded, and the people's hearts were scattered, and they could no longer resist.

There are two masters of internal strength in the team, one was torn off the spot by the tiger's claw, and Ye Qing was also swept back by the tiger's claw, rolling out two or three feet, only leaning on a tree at the moment, gasping for breath, and there were still palpitations in his eyes.

The servants and stewards who accompanied the car were so frightened that they shivered and hid aside, and some of them couldn't help crying.

Su Wenxiu couldn't help but panic, and said in his heart: "I have also walked this path several times, and I have never heard of tigers and wolves and other beasts around here, let alone such a fierce tiger, I am afraid it is a demon tiger." How could such a fierce tiger suddenly appear?"

Behind the convoy, on top of another carriage, there were three other people, all of whom were middle-aged literati, who were the painting saints and calligraphers in the Dade Holy Dynasty, and the other was a historian.

The Shusheng's pupils shrank, and he said in shock: "How can there be such a huge tiger? This is simply a demon tiger." ”

"This is a demon tiger. The historian said in a deep voice: "This kind of ghost, god and demon thing is not tolerated by the official history, and it is not easy to be recorded in the annals of history, so it can only be regarded as wild history and is regarded as a joke by future generations." But I know that although there are a lot of apocryphal things in the wild history, there are also some facts, I never thought that today I really met a demon tiger, if there is no accident, our three old friends will be the things in its belly. ”

The painting saint was grinding the ink stone, but it seemed that he could not allow him to paint well, and he would be buried in the belly of the tiger, he sighed and said regretfully: "This kind of style, if it can be depicted, it can be passed down for eternity, even if later generations think that it is my own imagination, but this kind of demon style is enough to convince anyone." It's just that if I draw this scene, I don't know how much truth I can get, how much resemblance can it be, how much resemblance can it be?"

At this moment, many subordinates have quietly fled from the edge of the forest.

Su Wenxiu glanced at it and did not stop it.

It would be a blessing if he could escape with his life.

Boom!

Suddenly, a gust of wind came, Su Wenxiu hurriedly avoided it, and when he looked over, he realized that it was a young guard.

The guard was scratched on his chest, and several wounds were deep and bone-piercing, and seeing that he was dripping with blood and breathing, it was difficult to live.

"How are you?" Su Wenxiu took the handkerchief, quickly squatted beside him, and covered the handkerchief on his chest.

The young guard shook his head reluctantly.

The wind rose, and a low roar that shook the mountains and forests sounded behind him.

"Miss, let's go......"

Someone shouted behind him.

The young guard lying on the ground changed his complexion greatly, pushed Su Wenxiu away, and he was pressed to the ground by the tiger's claws, his sternum collapsed, and he was killed instantly.

With a roar, the fierce tiger turned its head, and its huge eyes fell on Su Wenxiu.

Su Wenxiu's body was cold, and he felt that his body was stagnant and difficult to move.

"Miss......"

There were guards who pounced on them without fear of death.

Ye Qing barely stood up, and heard a crisp sound in his ears, his sternum cracked, and he felt that the bones in front of his chest seemed to burst out, as if they were about to be split in half, and his eyes were dark, and he fell down again.

The fierce tiger was three feet tall, much taller than Su Wenxiu, condescending, looking down, and suddenly poked out a tiger palm, as big as a basin, and slapped it towards Su Wenxiu.

The voice whistling in her ears, Su Wenxiu only felt empty in her heart, she couldn't think of anything, and there was only a blank space in front of her.

A qiē is very silent.

The sound of the wind slapped by the tiger's paw was also inaudible.

The tiger palm stopped on top of Su Wenxiu's head and slowly retracted it.

The fierce tiger turned its head to look at the grove, and a few lights flashed in its huge tiger eyes.

Everyone followed the fierce tiger's gaze, and saw a man in the woods, standing up from behind the trees, beside the grass, walking briskly, and slowly walking to the path.

This is a young man, with a handsome face, a pale Taoist robe, and a long sword behind his back.

He was a young Taoist priest.

The young Taoist priest looked at the huge and colorful tiger like a hill.

The fierce and monstrous tiger actually stopped and looked at the delicate and gentle young Taoist priest.

One person and one tiger confronted each other, relatively silent.

The huge tiger body and Taoist priest, one big and one small. (To be continued......)