1795 Chapter 1795 I Will Not Do It

"I won't mess around. August 1? Chinese? Net? w?w8w?.8881?z?w1.?com" she said softly, staring only in front of her, judging in her heart that this white tiger can hold on how long?

When Master 6 saw Feng Jiu's expression, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised, and had an indescribably strange feeling. Although it was a bit too much to see those scattered cultivators besieging a big-bellied tigress in front of him, this is the way the world is, where the weak eat the strong.

What's more, that tigress is still a rare white tiger in the tiger clan. Those people would be forgiven for staring at this tigress white tiger. Moreover, judging from the strength of these people, this white tiger fell into their hands. It's only a matter of time at hand.

In front, the white tiger fought hard, it grinned and let out a low growl. There was anger and anxiety in those tiger eyes, as well as a trace of worry that was unknown to outsiders.

Its hind legs were trembling, dripping blood flowed out, and it had to avoid the attacks of those humans. The pain from the stomach made it lose its strength. After a while, it saw a long sword stab at its neck. It tried to avoid it, but fell down because its hind legs were weak.

"Roar!"

The white tiger roared unwillingly and angrily, with a pair of tiger eyes staring at the stabbing long sword. However, at that critical moment, it saw only a tiny light passing by, and pierced the sword with a bang. In the man's wrist, the stabbing long sword also fell to the ground due to the man's pain.

When the crisis was resolved, Bai Hu was startled, his eyes swept away, and he landed on the young man in green clothes not far away. When he met the young man's gaze, it let out a low howl.

Standing behind Feng Jiu, when the people of the 6 families saw that scene, they couldn't help but feel strange. None of them saw how Feng Jiu made his move. They only saw the man who stabbed at the white tiger suddenly whispered, with a long sword in his hand. landing.

"Who is it!" The loose cultivator with the long sword on the ground shouted loudly, and turned his head sharply, his eyes fell on the people of the six families.

"It's me." Feng Jiu squinted her eyes with a smile, but there was no smile in her eyes. When the light voice came out, she was about to step forward.

"Little brother Feng!" Master Lu came to Feng Jiu's side at some point, and put his hand on Feng Jiu's shoulder, trying to stop him.

Feng Jiu turned back and smiled at Master Lu: "It's okay, they can't do anything to me." After saying that, she stepped forward.

"Master, don't interfere." A man stepped forward and said in a low voice, "We just met him by chance, and we shouldn't offend those people for him."

"Father, we don't have as many people as them, so it's best not to get involved in this." 6 said both clearly and in a low voice. It is unwise to fight those people for the sake of someone who has no friendship.

However, just as his words fell, he suddenly saw that the faces of the dozen or so scattered cultivators in front of them were not quite right.

"Damn! What's going on?" A loose cultivator propped up the ground with a big knife in his hand, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

"We're all weak, and we can't raise our spiritual power. We, we've been drugged!" Another loose cultivator widened his eyes in shock and looked at Master 6 and his group, thinking it was their hands.

Just, silently drug them? How exactly did they do it? They didn't even notice it at all!

Compared to the shock of those people, Master Lu and the others were also incredulous at this time...