Chapter 550: The mighty tiger 2
Chapter 550: The mighty tiger 2
Chapter 550 The mighty tiger 2
The tiger circled Ye Qianning twice as if looking for a suitable attack. Ye Qianning's footsteps moved as it circled, also waiting for an opportunity.
The tiger is moving.
Ye Qianning quickly shot out the arrow from his sleeve, leaped over the tiger and stepped on the tiger's head. Then he rode on the tiger's body and stabbed the tiger's head with a dagger.
“Ouch…”
The tiger was in pain, its huge body hit the ground and jumped up a few times, bumping around.
Ye Qianning held the dagger tightly, her body was dizzy from the impact, and her little hand refused to let go.
Sang Zhi ran over to see him and was frightened.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”
Howling and running around, Ye Qianning took a few breaths and hung her whole body on the tiger. It took a long time for the old tiger to hit her before she saw the right time and grabbed the tiger's ear with one hand.
Using his strength, he flipped over and sat on the tiger's neck again, hugged the tiger's neck and shot out an arrow. In an instant, silver threads wrapped around the tiger's neck.
Ye Qianning let go of the dagger with her other hand and pulled the silver wire to tighten it with all her strength.
“Ouch, ow, ow, ow.”
The tiger's neck was strangled, like a headless fly.
Ye Qianning's face was a little ferocious, she was too strong and the tiger was so powerful that the silver threads fell into her palms, and her little hands were blood red.
The tiger's impact movement became slower and slower, and after about seven or eight minutes, the huge tiger body fell to the ground with a plop.
The whole body was twitching, and there was blood from the eyes, nose, and mouth.
Ye Qianning still didn't dare to let go of the silver wire, until the tiger's body completely stopped moving. She moved, lying flat on one side next to Meng, her breath confused.
"Ye Qianning, Ye Qianning." Sang Zhi ran over and picked her up in a panic.
Ye Qianning's head was dizzy and it was like a ball of paste, and everyone looked a little shaken. My small body can hardly bear it anymore.
"Don't scare me, Ye Qianning, look at me, look at me." Sang Zhi hugged her and seemed to not hear her no matter how he called her, so he started crying in fear.
Ye Qianning's vision was a little cloudy, and it took a while for her vision to clear up. What she saw was Sang Zhi's crying face. Her breath was a little weak: "Don't be afraid, I'm fine."
Sang Zhi couldn’t stop crying.
"I'm not dead yet. Are you crying a little fiercely? If you have tears, save them for crying on my grave when I die." Ye Qianning felt pain in her shoulders and chest, but she still joked.
"You won't die, I won't allow you to die." Sang Zhi cried even harder.
Ye Qianning twitched the corners of his lips, raised his hand to take out a pill from the space and drank it. After a few breaths of relief, he stood up.
Sang Zhi helped her up and squatted down: "Come up."
"No need, I can still do it." Ye Qianning glanced at the tiger.
This thing can no longer be compared with a normal tiger. There is a stench in the blood, and its size has grown too much, as if it has mutated.
Animal mutations are usually caused by drugs or weird things in the environment, causing them to have physical deformities.
The intense blood in Sifang Mountain should be caused by this tiger's mad fighting.
But there was one thing she couldn't figure out. The tiger came quickly from a few miles away. It didn't happen to meet them by chance, but it was aimed at her and Sang Zhi.
The tigers have lost their rationality and cannot speak clearly. How can they accurately judge their location?
It would be terrible if someone manipulates you.
"I'll carry you on my back." Seeing that she didn't move, Sang Zhi pressed his nose to urge her.
Ye Qianning withdrew his gaze and raised his hand to pull Sang Zhi up.
(End of this chapter)
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