Because she had been chatting with Fang Bie and listening to Fang Bie's stories, Xue Ling had forgotten to pay attention to those around her.

When she heard the sudden heavy breathing, she turned around and saw a tiger with hanging eyes and a white forehead had fallen in front of her.

Obviously, this hungry tiger regards itself and Fang Bie as backup food for walking at night.

At that moment, the hair on Xue Ling's body stood on end. In her haste, she had no time to move and stretched out her hand to push the tiger's forehead. After all, it had already fallen down in front of her. If she hadn't turned back, she might have hung the little monk up and disappeared.

But then again, does even the tiger know that the little monk is so delicious?

Or should we say that all the vegetarian monks have tender skin and delicious food?

The moment Xue Ling thought about it, the tiger had already opened its huge mouth in the air and bit into its mouth all the palms that Xue Ling used to push it.

Then close it.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahahahaha!”

Screaming, the sound echoed in the empty forest.

At the same time, Fang Bie also noticed the movement here. He took two steps towards Xue Ling and arrived at the tiger's side. Then the young man reached out and pinched the back of the tiger's neck.

Yes, you read that right, don’t reach out and pinch the back of the tiger’s neck.

In fact, some people have always imagined that if they pinch the back of a tiger's neck, the tiger will curl up into a ball and stop moving, as if it were dominated by fate.

But apart from Wu Song, basically no one has done this before.

Xue Ling stared blankly in front of her. After screaming, her mind was almost empty. She just looked at Fang Bie under the sparse moonlight, stretched out her hand to pick up the tiger biting her hand, and then used a slight force on her hand to remove the tiger.

He pulled it out from his wrist like a cork from a wine bottle.

Of course, the tiger is not the cork of the wine bottle, your own hands are the cork of the tiger's mouth.

He simply pulled out the tiger, then flicked his wrist. The tiger, which weighed several hundred kilograms, was easily thrown far away by Fang Bi. He spread his limbs in the air, flexibly adjusted his body shape, and finally stabilized.

Land firmly.

"Sure enough, a tiger is just like a cat. If thrown out, it will always land on all fours." Fang Bie commented while catching the cat. No, the hand that caught the tiger was still rubbing it slightly, as if he was understanding the big cat.

The feel of fur.

The tiger, on the other hand, looked at the two humans in front of it warily, its eyes glowing red in the moonlight like two candles, and its round tiger ears trembling slightly.

At this time, Xue Ling shouted again: "My hands, my hands, my hands, my hands!"

The girl had almost completely lost her mind, while the tiger seemed to wake up from a dream, turned around and ran away, leaving Fang Bie with only a figure that quickly disappeared.

Fang Bie sighed: "It's been a long time since I petted a cat."

The young man's voice was very melancholy, and then he looked at Xue Ling, who was holding her wrist and shaking it with a frightened expression, and shrugged, a little helpless: "What are you doing?"

"My hand was bitten off by a tiger!" Xue Ling said in horror. As she spoke, she held her wrist hard, as if she was applying force to stop the bleeding.

"Then what are you holding?" Fang Bie said quietly.

Xue Ling looked at the wrist she held.

Well, my whole right hand was wet, exuding a somewhat unpleasant fishy smell, and there were strips of white marks on the back of my wrist, as if they were scratched when I scratched an itch.

But that's all.

Other than these, I was unscathed.

Xue Ling was stunned.

If she remembered correctly, the tiger really bit off her entire hand just now.

You can't let this tiger still be so worthless and have to play with yourself for fun?

In fact, the feeling that Xue Ling had before was that her whole hand was clamped by steel pliers, unable to move at all. She could even feel the touch of every tiger tooth, the stirring of the tiger's tongue, and the entire tiger's mouth.

Moist and hot touch.

It's all so real.

But in the end, the tiger just licked the saliva from his own hand?

Especially when Fang Bie grabbed the tiger's neck and pulled it out with force, Xue Ling really felt like she was a cork stuck in a wine bottle and was being pulled out with force.

Therefore, Xue Ling naturally felt that her right hand must be gone.

It was like the feeling when Cao Cao touched his neck and asked the people around him: "Is my head still there?"

"Uh." Xue Ling stopped panicking.

Yes, no matter who was attacked by a tiger, bit his hand, and still pulled the hand out by pulling.

No matter how you think about it, your hands should look like shredded sweet potatoes, right?

Therefore, Xue Ling screamed loudly before, but she never looked at her hands.

It's just like you don't dare to look at the needle when you get an injection.

You all know that your hands must be full of shredded sweet potatoes, do you dare to look at them?

That's something you definitely wouldn't dare to do.

"Why?" Xue Ling said blankly.

She clenched and stretched her right hand.

Everything is fine.

It couldn't be more normal, except that the slimy tiger saliva is a bit disgusting.

Is this tiger so embarrassing?

Just come here and lick your own saliva?

"Because the Shaolin Vajra is indestructible." Fang Bie said quietly, "The seeds of the technique given to you by Master Kongwu can protect the Lord on its own."

"Although you can't defeat the enemy with the indestructible power of the Vajra now, at least you are much stronger at self-protection."

"Yeah." Fang Bie smiled: "It saved me a lot of trouble."

Xue Ling was stunned, and suddenly realized that if she didn't agree to Kong Wu, then her hand would definitely be gone now?

That means the iron is definitely gone. The tiger probably could have chewed steel just now.

"Then, thank you, Master." Xue Ling bowed to Fang Bie's backpack sincerely, then looked at Fang Bie: "Huh? Where's the tiger?"

"Didn't you kill the tiger?"

"Scared away." Fang Bie said calmly.

"Did you scare me away?" Xue Ling asked.

"Sorry, I don't have the domineering look of a king." Fang Bie shook his head and said, "And I didn't bet one of my hands on the new world."

"This tiger was scared away by you."

"Me?" Xue Ling pointed to her nose, her eyes full of disbelief: "Am I that terrible?"

"Just imagine it." Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling and said, "Go back and make a braised pork elbow."

"The fragrance is overflowing, and everyone praises it when you see it."

"You picked up your elbow and took a big bite."

"Then the elbow is fine."

"But you lost two front teeth."

"Let me ask you."

"If it were you, would you run away?"

Don't look at Xue Ling's face seriously.

The girl's face slowly turned red under the moonlight.
Chapter completed!