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Chapter 124 The Fox Fakes the Tiger's Might ([-] chapters)

The moonlight casts mottled shadows in the forest through the dense leaves, and the wind rustles the grass blades.

Shang Jiuge was carrying a wooden stick and looked at the colorful tiger behind him who was about to attack her. The round tiger ears shook slightly in the wind.

The four eyes met, the tiger's amber eyes seemed to be burning in the night, Shang Jiuge shrugged, and his eyes also lit up.

"Roar!" In order to alleviate the embarrassment, the colorful worm roared and swooped towards Shang Jiuge.

After all, even if the tiger is found, there is no room for retreating, and it is only a little worried that the prey will run away if it finds it. Now the prey not only did not escape, but stared at it like a silly roe deer. Tiger sauce suddenly felt that today's dinner Still have it.

The huge tiger leaped in the air, covered in black shadows, and the wind hit his face. Shang Jiuge stood there alone, motionless, just calmly stretched out the wooden stick in his hand and pounded forward.

It hit the tiger's nose.

It’s just that this big worm is in a hurry and has a huge body. The wooden stick in Shang Jiu’s singer is not the Fei Ye Sword wrapped in mud, and it was broken under the huge impact. Only then did she take a step back unhurriedly, and the tiger just landed three feet in front of her feet.

The tiger's nose was hit hard, nosebleeds gushed out, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

Shang Jiuge looked at the empty hands and sighed.

He raised his fist in the moonlight.

Bai Shengsheng's fist, the kind that can hit the chest with a small fist.

Shang Jiuge had indeed heard the story of Wu Song fighting a tiger, but she never imagined that one day she would be treated like Wu Song herself.

Although it is said that her wooden stick was not broken by hitting a tree, but it is the same when hitting a tiger?

Next, is to kill the tiger with your fist?

Shang Jiuge thought seriously.

And in front of him, the big tiger, which was two to three hundred catties standing up to the height of a person, suddenly turned around and fled towards the depths of the forest while bleeding from his nose.

Fast as the wind.

Shang Jiuge was stunned for a moment, then immediately chased after him.

"do not run!"

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In the early morning, the morning light is faint.

Sheng Junqian looked at the city wall of Luocheng from a distance, and held down the saber on his waist.

It's finally here.

No matter what Sheng Junqian said, he was also a man of his word. If he wanted to find Shang Jiuge's bad luck, then he must come to Shang Jiuge's bad luck.

Even if it was bad luck to come to Shang Jiuge after eating mutton steamed buns.

"Is this Luocheng?" Sheng Junqian looked at the towering city wall of Luocheng: "It really is very grand."

"I just don't know where Shang Jiuge is."

Sheng Junqian rushed over immediately after getting the news that Shang Jiuge was haunting Los Angeles, and basically didn't stop there, but was afraid that Shang Jiuge would suddenly disappear again. After all, Shang Jiuge's recent whereabouts really came and went without a trace Without a trace, even through the hive's intelligence network, the only news that was obtained was that Shang Jiuge flashed in Henan.

After all, Shang Jiuge really doesn't live in a shop. She sleeps in a ruined temple in the wilderness every day, drinks mountain spring water, and eats wild fruits. Falling down from eating something unclean without being in the wild.

But because of this, you are staring at the abyss, and the abyss is also staring at you, and like Shang Jiuge, you basically don't go to crowded places, so the only ones staring at Shang Jiuge are rabbits and tigers.

So Shang Jiuge didn't mind making these things his own delicious meal.

Shang Jiuge is the latest news in Los Angeles.

In front of Sheng Junqian, a long bridge was erected on the moat of Luocheng. People came and went on the long bridge, and the stream flowed continuously. It looked like a bustling and prosperous city.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion behind Sheng Junqian.

"Big bug! There's a big bug!"

"The tiger is coming, run!"

"The tiger is here!"

Sheng Junqian frowned when he heard the word "tiger". He looked back and saw a dozen or so people running towards him, and behind them, there was really an eye-catching white tiger. Amount of big bug!

Sheng Junqian drew his sword and rushed towards the tiger without hesitation, but he didn't realize something was wrong when the tiger got close.

The tiger is a real tiger, but the tiger's front paws do not touch the ground.

Not only did the front paws not touch the ground, but the tiger's hind legs were also dragging along the ground.

And if you look closely, you can see two legs moving smoothly under the tiger's belly.

Sheng Junqian pressed the handle of the knife, looked at the tiger and the people under the tiger: "Who are you?"

"Me?" The person below the tiger was of course Shang Jiuge.

It took Shang Jiuge a lot of effort to catch up with the tiger, but it took much less effort to kill the tiger than to catch up with it.

After all, what is the saying?Most carnivores actually spend most of their calories chasing their prey. After all, the final fighting and hunting process is often only a moment.

This sentence also applies to Shang Jiuge.

As Shang Jiuge's clear and crisp voice came from under the tiger, at the same time, the tiger's head was lifted up, and Shang Jiuge's small face under the tiger's head was also revealed.

The girl has short hair and black eyes, looks beautiful and cold, her lips are thin, and her eyes are as black as spots of paint. She looks at Sheng Junqian: "Of course I am me."

Shang Jiuge said as a matter of course.

Sheng Junqian looked at the girl under the tiger's head at this moment, and found that she was basically carrying the tiger forward, but the tiger was too big. Even if Shang Jiuge carried the whole tiger on his back now, he could It completely covered her already not petite body.

So from a distance, it really looks like a tiger is coming here.

This is not a farce like a dragon shooting a tiger, this is a real tiger, appearing outside the crowded city of Los Angeles.

After all, whoever sees a tiger dares to get closer to see if the tiger eats meat or a vegetarian, and whether there are people in it.

Only someone as skilled and courageous as Sheng Junqian dared to approach him.

Sheng Junqian almost felt that he was in love at that moment, after all, the impact of this cute contrast was too great.

Just imagine it, you see a tiger on the street, and you are about to perform a good show of killing the tiger on the street, but you find that under the tiger's head, there is such a picture of happiness, anger, and beauty. A lovely little face.

How can ordinary people resist this situation?

Not to mention ordinary people, the second class can stand up quickly.

"Excuse me, what's going on?" Sheng Junqian asked cautiously.

Anyway, after carrying a tiger for such a long distance, looking at the direction, she even said that she wanted to carry the tiger into the city.

"Hmm." Shang Jiuge thought for a while, she felt that it was very complicated to say.

"No time to explain?" Shang Jiuge looked at Sheng Junqian and said, "However, let me ask you."

Shang Jiuge said seriously: "Is this tiger worth 50 taels?"

50 two?

Sheng Junqian looked at Shang Jiuge, feeling a little hard to understand the girl's brain circuit.

Is 50 taels a lot of money?

50 taels is of course a lot of money.

But isn't it an obvious question whether a tiger is worth 50 taels?

There is a saying that all tigers are treasures.

Tiger skin is a treasure, and no one dislikes tiger meat. After all, it is not common to eat. Tiger bones can be used as medicine, tiger teeth can be used as decorations, and even tiger whips... ahem.

In short, apart from other things, it is not a problem to sell it for 100 taels of tiger skin, but the tiger is not so easy to catch, even if it is a real martial arts master, it can fight a tiger with bare hands That kind of thing, which decent thing can't be done, do you have to drill all over the mountains and forests to find tigers to fight?

It's not that he has the ambition to become Wu Song. To put it bluntly, tigers are still very rare.

"Did you hit this tiger?" Sheng Junqian asked.

"Yeah." Shang Jiuge nodded and said, "It happens to want to eat me, and I happen to be short of money."

"We all need each other."

"But it can't beat me."

Shang Jiuge said these very reasonable words, causing Sheng Junqian to fall into deep contemplation.

Yes, Shang Jiuge has a powerful reality distortion field, which can make everyone who talks to her agree with Shang Jiuge's logic.

After all, you said—is there any truth to what Shang Jiuge said above?

"What weapon did you use to fight?" Sheng Junqian continued to ask.

When he said this, he looked at Shang Jiuge.

Shang Jiuge was still wearing the white clothes He Ping gave her, but he didn't wear any weapons like swords.

After all, the sword is so conspicuous, it cannot be concealed by ordinary people.

"I originally carried a wooden stick, but the stick broke on the tiger." Shang Jiuge said honestly, "So."

Shang Jiuge stretched out his slender white hand and turned it over in front of Sheng Junqian: "I have to use my fist."

"It's only after killing me that I think about it. It seems that the tiger skin is more valuable."

Every word of Shang Jiuge sounded like bragging.

But her so-so, so-so, mediocre attitude makes people involuntarily believe that what she said is true.

Sheng Junqian couldn't help but believe Shang Jiuge's words: "By the way, you said you are short of money?"

Sheng Junqian asked.

"Yes." Shang Jiuge nodded: "I broke the wall of someone else's inn, and I need to pay 50 taels of silver."

Saying this, Shang Jiuge looked at Sheng Junqian: "Do you think this tiger is worth 50 taels?"

Sheng Junqian nodded.

Shang Jiuge showed a happy smile: "Do you want it? I'll give you 50 taels."

Shang Jiuge never cared how much the tiger was worth.

For her, the tiger is worth 50 taels, which is a good deal, because she only needs 50 taels.

If it's not enough, then it's enough to earn more.

Sheng Junqian looked at the big tiger on Shang Jiuge's body, it seemed to weigh about two to three hundred catties.

So much so that Shang Jiuge's small body can be crushed to the point that he can't straighten his waist.

So - if you buy this tiger yourself, is it you who is crushed under the tiger?

Isn't this too handsome?

Shang Jiuge buried himself under the tiger, which can be said to be cute and cute. It is really no disobedience to praise the cute tiger in the palm.

That kind of cute contrast is really fatal. After all, a cute girl crawled out from under the furry and ferocious tiger.

Think about not being too cute.

But if you walk with the tiger in the same posture.

Thinking of this, Sheng Junqian looked at the tiger and felt that if he carried it himself, it should be no problem to carry it.

But why should I carry a tiger!

Why should I buy this tiger!

Even if I can afford it, I'm not a philanthropist, nor am I someone who would do this for love!

Sheng Junqian roared inwardly.

Then he looked at Shang Jiuge with a pleasant expression, "Sorry, I don't need it."

In fact, Sheng Junqian looks quite good-looking, and he also dresses in good spirits. After all, he is poor and rich in martial arts. Poor, 30 years of Hexi and 30 years of Hedong's inspirational model, he was born in a scholarly family, and he can be regarded as an official family, but he didn't like reading since he was a child. In the end, he had no choice but to let him practice martial arts. Instead, he practiced martial arts all the way. Showing amazing talents, from enlightenment to teaching, to enlightenment, and finally worshiping Shi Yidao, a Kunlun madman who ranks No. At the age of 20, he was able to reach the position at the end of the crane on the first list of the rivers and lakes. He is known as Sheng Junqian, and of course he can be regarded as the number one person.

But he doesn't want to join the army to serve the country, he only wants to play games in the world, but anyway, his family has a great career, and his martial arts are really high, so the family can only turn a blind eye to watch him wandering in the world, anyway, the money he needs is not enough. It was given by the family.

However, he himself doesn’t spend much money. Basically, eating a bowl of mutton steamed buns every morning is the pinnacle of life. There are some monsters on the Jianghu list. His cultivation is more than enough to protect himself, but it is really difficult for him to go further on the Jianghu list, and even enter the real first-rank master.

But even so, he still cherishes his position at the end of the top of the list.

After all, in other words, ranking [-]th in the world's top [-] is not shameful!

What a shame, how many people kneel down and want to enter the world's top [-], but they can't get in.

But Shang Jiuge didn't care much about Sheng Junqian's temperament, appearance, or even martial arts. In her opinion, Sheng Junqian was just a very polite man.

So Shang Jiuge nodded quietly, and then continued to walk forward with the tiger on his back.

"Where are you going?"

Sheng Junqian stopped her.

"Go to Los Angeles." Shang Jiuge said.

"What are you going to do in Los Angeles?" Sheng Junqian had already found out, and asked himself a question, and Shang Jiuge answered it.

Like a toad on Daming Lake, poking and jumping.

"Sell tigers." Shang Jiuge said logically, without any disobedience: "Because I didn't say that I need 50 taels of silver."

So if you sell the tiger to me here, you leave with 50 taels of silver, and then you can leave the tiger to me?

Sheng Junqian has gradually comprehended Shang Jiuge's linear logic.

"Wait." Sheng Junqian said behind Shang Jiuge.

Shang Jiuge looked at Sheng Junqian seriously.

The girl's head rose slightly under the tiger's head.

Doubt.

"Any city in the world." Sheng Junqian looked at Shang Jiuge.

"A young girl will not be allowed to enter the city with a tiger on her back."

Sheng Junqian said what should be said.

Shang Jiuge opened his mouth slightly.

"what?"

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