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Chapter 971 Who is the old beggar?

Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh or cry.

Neither the man nor the wolf allowed her to pass.

Sister, my combat value is also very high, okay?

She reasoned with Zhuiyun and gave orders.

Chaiyun will not let go until life or death.

It showed that if she insisted on passing by, it would not mind tearing her cotton-padded clothes into pieces and letting her run away naked.

Yang Ruoqing was anxious and worried, but she couldn't laugh or cry at the same time.

This is really a scholar meeting a soldier, and he can't explain it clearly!

Suddenly, there was another earth-shattering tiger roar.

The shock caused the snow chunks on the surrounding pine trees to fall down.

Following the sound, she saw the eye-catching tiger pouncing on Luo Fengtang from behind.

The bloody mouth, the front claws like steel blades, scratched directly towards the back of Luo Fengtang's heart.

Yang Ruoqing broke into a cold sweat.

"Watch the back!" she yelled in that direction.

Soon enough, Luo Fengtang turned aside and avoided the claws of the eye-catching tiger.

Then, he jumped behind the eye-catching tiger with lightning speed.

The tiger jumped away and was so angry that it scratched the ground with its front paws.

The snow mixed with soil was dug out, revealing a pit as big as a washbasin.

It twisted its waist and hips, turned its huge body around, and scratched Luo Fengtang with its front paws again.

Luo Fengtang raised the long knife in his hands and blocked it.

"boom!"

The long knife was actually split into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Luo Fengtang's face darkened, and he dodged the tiger's palm again and jumped to the side.

Luo Fengtang figured out the attack method of this eye-catching tiger, which was nothing more than three moves.

Pounce, scratch, lift.

When these three moves are used and the opponent cannot be knocked down in one go, half of its energy is lost.

He also became angry, roaring angrily, and repeated the three moves.

Luo Fengtang knew it well.

Seize a gap and lift a big stone next to it.

Aim at the tiger's eyes and nose and hit it hard!

The tiger was also annoyed, got angry, roared and pounced again.

This time, his claws were placed on Luo Fengtang's shoulders.

He opened his bloody mouth and bit Luo Fengtang's head...

Yang Ruoqing's heart sank suddenly, he was defenseless now!

The dagger in her hand was thrown out.

It was thrown directly into the tiger's mouth and pierced its throat.

Tiger's movements paused for a moment, and Luo Fengtang took this opportunity and used all his strength to stretch out both arms.

He let out a roar that echoed through the sky, and actually pushed such a big tiger down into the snow.

He just pushed the tiger's head into the snow pit it had dug out before.

"It's time, Zhuiyun, let's go over and help!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted excitedly, but this time, Zhuiyun didn't stop her.

One person and one wolf quickly rushed to Luo Fengtang's side.

The tiger kept struggling, causing the ground to shake.

Luo Fengtang poured all his strength into those hands, holding the tiger's head firmly, trying to suffocate it.

Yang Ruoqing raised her foot and kicked the tiger's waist and abdomen in relatively weak areas.

Zhuiyun opened his mouth and bit down hard on the tiger's hind leg...

The tiger flapped a few more times.

It finally stopped.

Lying in the snow, no longer moving, like a puddle of mud.

And Luo Fengtang, when he was sure that the tiger had expired and would no longer pose a life threat to everyone.

I also breathed a sigh of relief.

The whole person sat in the snow, almost exhausted.

Yang Ruoqing came to his side and looked at him with her eyes.

"How's it going? Are there any injuries?" she asked nervously.

Luo Fengtang raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, turned his head and smiled reassuringly at her.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." He said.

"It's okay, it's okay, it was really dangerous just now!" she said.

This tiger is really not that difficult to deal with.

Even Zhuiyun was seriously injured by it.

Yang Ruoqing opened her mouth and was about to speak out when a frightened voice came from the ruined temple.

"No, no, don't kill me..."

At the entrance of the ruined temple, a man covered in rags appeared at some point.

His hair was unkempt, and his beard must have been unkempt for several years, covering the area below his nose.

He first looked directly at Luo Fengtang.

Then he acted like a madman and hid in the ruined temple, still yelling.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, and they both saw the same surprise in each other's eyes.

Who is that old beggar?

I don’t even know him, why are you so panicked?

"The snow is too heavy. Let's go to the ruined temple to take shelter first!"

Luo Fengtang suggested.

Previously, they were engaged in a life-and-death fight with the Eye-catching Tiger, but now they realized that their heads, shoulders, and bodies were all white.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, brushed the snow off his head, and pulled him up.

When passing by the eye-catching tiger, I found that Zhuiyun was still circling around the body of the eye-catching tiger.

From the look in his eyes, he seemed to covet the other person's tiger meat.

Yang Ruoqing understood immediately.

This guy, just like Bai Laowu, is also the best among foodies.

"Come in and heal your wounds. I'll roast the tiger legs for you later!"

she said.

Zhuiyun understood this as soon as he heard it.

He immediately waggled his tail and followed the two of them into the ruined temple.

A ruined temple is just a house made of yellow mud, with wooden beams on the top and thatch.

It was in disrepair and had several holes in the roof.

The feather-like snowflakes leaked in through the holes and fell on the wooden statue of Guanyin, which was covered with spider silk and dust.

In the corner on one side, there is a pile of dry thatch.

The old beggar was sitting there just now.

When he saw Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing coming in, he was so frightened that he hid in the ruined temple like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

In his mouth, he was still shouting incoherently: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other.

Yang Ruoqing looked suspicious and said to Luo Fengtang: "Have you ever bullied him by going into the mountains for hunting before? Why does it feel like when he sees you, he sees the Shura King of Hell!"

She didn't think her words were exaggerated.

From the eyes of the old beggar, perhaps it could be said that he was an old madman.

What she felt was a kind of shock and fear coming from the depths of her soul.

Hearing her words, Luo Fengtang scratched his head and became even more confused.

"I've never met him, so how could I bully him?" he said.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it too.

"Maybe the way you shot the tiger just now scared him," she said.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

He glanced towards the Guanyin statue.

The old beggar was hiding behind the Guanyin statue, holding the statue tightly with his dark fingers and sticking out half of his head.

He was also looking at the two of them, his eyes filled with fear.

Seeing him looking over, the old beggar quickly shrank back as if he had been electrocuted, hiding behind the Guanyin statue and shivering.
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