Why is the monster I killed in my sword

Mo Wu dragged his heavy body and walked step by step.

where are you now?He didn't know, the surroundings were dark, the road under his feet seemed endless, and he couldn't control his actions.

"It's almost time to wake up."

Mo Wu turned his head expressionlessly, but he didn't find the speaker. He opened his mouth to say something, but found that he didn't have the strength.

Suddenly, Mo Wu seemed to have fallen into the abyss, and there was a whistling wind in his ears, and the wind hurt his face.

……

Ah, my head hurts.Mo Wu sat up and leaned against the stone behind him. He wanted to rub his temples with his hands, but then he realized that he had no hands.

He looked left and right, squinting habitually after the dark eyes touched the sun, and saw two figures fighting.

etc!Didn't he fall asleep in the arms of the white-haired tiger?Could it be that the memory is confused?

Mo Wu tried his best to open his eyes wide to see their appearance, but the tall figure froze obviously, and immediately knocked down the shorter figure.

The tall figure gradually came over, and Mo Wu could see his face clearly.

Shi Qi? !

A formula was automatically formed in Mo Wu's mind: having Shi Qi by his side = the whole person is safe.

Mo Wu floated in front of him with special dog legs and was very excited, and spun around a few times, Shi Qi naturally stretched out his hand, and Mo Wu also naturally lay on Shi Qi's hand.

"Do you know that white tiger?" Shi Qi's sad mood improved slightly.

At this time, Mo Wu, who was particularly scumbag, remembered that there was a white-haired tiger!So it stood up in Shi Qi's hand and nodded.

I don't know how Shi Qi understood a sword and nodded. Shi Qi walked up to the white-haired tiger and picked it up, and he naturally held the sword in his hand.

Mo Wu: (Д≡Д) Wait!what are you doing!

Seeing Mo Wu's excited reaction, Shi Qi subconsciously stopped what he was about to do, and threw out a sentence: "Kill him, he secretly snatched you away."

Mo Wu held out Erkang's hand: Calm down!He didn't do anything bad to me!It doesn't need to be like this.

Shi Qi silently stared at Mo Wu, and a warm image of a white tiger sleeping peacefully with a sword in his arms suddenly appeared in his mind when he just entered the cave.

Then I have to kill it even more, how can my sword fall asleep in someone else's arms?

Shi Qi suddenly hooked his lips into a smile, and grabbed the white-haired tiger's neck with his other hand.

The white-haired tiger didn't show any sign of fear either, bared its white teeth and struggled desperately.

Mo Wu was anxious, and rushed over, aimed at Shi Qi's arm and cut it.

Shi Qi was stunned, the strength in his hands relaxed due to the pain, the white-haired tiger fell to the ground with a thud, and rushed to Mo Wu's side in an instant.

Mo Wu didn't seem to expect that he would do such a thing in a hurry. The whole sword was directly suspended in the air, and low air pressure radiated from the surroundings.He watched blood slowly oozing from that mark, what should he do?he does not know.

Shi Qi took out the gauze that he carried with him, and wrapped it around the injured area, the blood dyed the gauze red, and gradually spread radially.

If they both had ears and tails, they must have been pulled down.

The white-haired tiger didn't grin at Shi Qi any more, and squatted obediently beside Mo Wu, rubbing his tail against him.

Mo Wu was completely lost, he rubbed against the white-haired tiger's head, and said in a low voice: I'm going home first, and I'll see you later.

Bai Maohu nodded his head, he quite believed that Shi Qi could protect Mo Wu.

At first, when Shi Qi first entered the cave, he found that the two of them were sleeping together, and immediately frowned.

The white-haired tiger naturally also noticed it, but it was difficult for Mo Wu to sleep on his belly.However, Shi Qi didn't strike immediately, instead he said to Mo Wu after he settled him down, "Are you going to fight?"

Therefore, you will always be very careful about the people you care about.

It's just that in this situation... the white-haired tiger can only squat aside and lick its paws.

The author has something to say:

Chat history with a fool:

"Hey, did Mo Wu cut Shi Qi's finger or his arm?"

"Cut the aorta."

"Mo Wu became anxious and directly cut Shi Qi's main artery.

Shi Qi, died.

END"

"That's it. After writing this, we will finish the settlement."

"Oh, hehe, get out."