Raising Attacks [Another World]

While they were talking, a blood-stained white tiger appeared by the lake at some point. He seemed to have been seriously injured, with a pair of brown pupils staring straight at Chang Jing and the others. The cold air that freezes people to death.

Qian Yi calmly pulled Chang Jing behind him, obviously, Qian Yi also noticed Bai Hu.

It's not that Chang Jing has never seen tigers before, but those are all the non-murderous ornamental tigers that were kept in iron bars in the zoo. It is obviously different from the white tiger in front of him-his body Exuding a strong murderous and bloody smell.

Chang Jing has reason to believe that if they do something that makes Baihu feel dangerous, even if they are injured, Baihu will definitely rush over and kill them.

Bai Hu stared at Qian Yi without looking at the scene behind him, and asked, "Who are you?"

"We just went up the mountain to hunt." It means that we have no ill intentions towards you, and you can stay away from us.

Qian Yi knew that the white tiger in front of him was probably the owner of the roar they heard when they went up the mountain.

It's okay for him to deal with some low-level spirit beasts, but if the opponent is replaced by an adult orc, he has no chance of winning with an underage elf.

Bai Hu obviously didn't relax his vigilance because of Qian Yi's words. This time, he turned his attention to Chang Jing behind Qian Yi.

Qian Yi noticed Bai Hu's eyes, and wanted to block Chang Jing with his body, but he was not as tall as Chang Jing now, even if he stood on tiptoe, he couldn't completely block the people standing behind him.

"She is my daughter-in-law, a human race." Qian Yi couldn't help revealing Chang Jing's identity, and wanted to tell Bai Hu that they didn't have any malicious intentions.

"Heh." Hearing what Qian Yi said, Bai Hu sneered, "You're still an elf who hasn't grown up yet."

Bai Hu seemed to have determined that Qian Yi and Chang Jing couldn't do him any harm, so he lay down on his stomach, with his front paws together, his posture elegant and lazy, not minding that he was seriously injured.

"You, come here." Raising a paw and pointing at Chang Jing where Qian Yi stretched out his hand, Bai Hu whispered.

Can the white tiger speak?So almost instantly, Chang Jing was sure that the white tiger in front of him was from the orc clan.

Being stared at by a pair of tiger eyes, Chang Jing trembled almost subconsciously. Although the white tiger in front of him had restrained the murderous aura and icy coldness just now, the most instinctive fear that belongs to human beings still made Chang Jing's hands and feet feel cold. .

"No." Qian Yi took Chang Jing's hand, although he was underage and not as tall as Chang Jing, but he didn't flinch, but directly refused.

Generally speaking, underage elves seldom directly refute adult males, whether it is against their own race or against other races, but that is general, Qian Yi, and special two generals (...)

As far as Qian Yi is concerned, everything else is fine, but when it comes to his wife, he will not be a coward. His father told him that his daughter-in-law should protect herself.

"I won't hurt him, I just want him to help me look at the wound." Bai Hu didn't seem to be angry because of Qian Yi's refusal, but a slight smile appeared in his brown eyes.

"I'm here, Xiao Jing doesn't understand anything." He said that he let go of Chang Jing's hand and was about to go there, but before he passed, he turned his head to comfort Chang Jing and said, "Xiao Jing, wait for me here .”

Chang Jing was a little bit dumbfounded, the fear that Bai Hu's appearance brought to him disappeared in an instant, he looked at Qian Yi's face with the words "I will protect Xiao Jing" written all over him, and nodded with a smile .

Only then did Qian Yi walk up to Bai Hu, and squatted down to check the wound.

Qian Yi is not a doctor, the most he can do is to stop the white tiger from bleeding according to the herbs he usually uses when he is injured.

The white tiger was seriously injured, the wound was deep, and it was bleeding non-stop. When Qian Yi was helping the white tiger to stop the bleeding, he couldn't believe what kind of battle the orc in front of him had gone through.

Chang Jing stood in place and watched Qian Yi busy to and fro, while Bai Hu closed his eyes and remained motionless, the last trace of fear disappeared in his heart, he raised his steps and walked in front of Bai Hu.

Qian Yi saw Chang Jing approaching, and said, "Xiao Jing, you go back."

Chang Jing didn't leave, but turned his hands to look at Bai Hu's wound. Looking at it, his brows also frowned, "You are seriously injured."

A declarative sentence, Changjing just stated a fact.

"I know."

Bai Hu was a little surprised to see Chang Jing looking at his wound and frowning. In his impression, females are all scared and timid creatures. Seeing such a large wound and blood, he should have lost his voice by now called.

And even if you don't scream, it's unreasonable to go to your side to look at your wounds.

Closing his eyes again, Bai Hu could feel that his physical strength was decreasing drastically, and his body became heavier and heavier. Finally, his consciousness disappeared——he passed out.

Qian Yi was the first to feel that Baihu had passed out, but he didn't stop the movement of his hands. He crushed the herbs and applied them all on the wound. Soon, the effect of the medicine took effect, and the wound finally stopped bleeding. .

Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, Qian Yi stood up and dragged Chang Jing to leave, not intending to pay any attention to the fainted Bai Hu.

"Qian Yi, let's just leave him alone like this?" Even if the wound stops bleeding, if the person who hurt him finds him, won't he just die?

"Xiao Jing, he is from the orc clan, and he is being hunted down." The implication is that we had better not cause trouble.

Chang Jing naturally understood what Qian Yi meant, but as a person from the Celestial Dynasty, Chang Jing didn't feel that he could let a life pass away in front of him. What's more, this was a white tiger. In the history of the Celestial Dynasty, the white tiger was a mythical beast.

"However, we can't just let him fend for himself."

"Then what is Xiaojing going to do?" Qian Yi looked at Chang Jing and asked.

Chang Jing touched his head and asked, "Why don't we take him home and let him leave after he recovers?"

"But the people who can hurt him must be nearby. If we bring him to meet these people, we will have no way to resist." Qian Yi told Chang Jing with a serious expression that they couldn't bring this beast clan along.

"But..." Chang Jing himself couldn't come out.

Turning his head to look at Baihu again, Chang Jing still couldn't persuade himself to leave Baihu behind.

"Qianyi, is there really no other way?"

Qian Yi shook his head and remained silent.

Chang Jing was helpless, finally gritted his teeth, turned and returned to Bai Hu's side, and skillfully tapped him a few times, Bai Hu moved his body, and then unexpectedly woke up.

"Hey, can you become smaller?" Myths always say this, saying that this world actually exists like a myth, right?

After listening to Qian Yi's words, Bai Hu squinted his eyes, and finally read something, his body became smaller and smaller, and finally shrank into a small tiger the size of a palm.

He hugged the little white tiger, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he was very surprised, he didn't expect that it could really become smaller.

In fact, he was just asking casually. I didn't expect that he really had this ability to shrink his body to this size.

"Hey, Qian Yi." Hugging the white tiger, Chang Jing turned his head to look at Qian Yi, with some pleading in his clear eyes.

Qian Yi watched everything Chang Jing did with a blank expression, and finally, he blinked and nodded.

——He really couldn't resist his daughter-in-law looking at him like that.

This time going up the mountain didn't yield anything, but he picked up a white tiger and came back. When he got down the mountain, Qian Yi brought Chang Jing to the outside of Yao Yi's house and knocked on the door.

Soon, Yao Yi opened the door, seeing that it was Qian Yi, he laughed.

"Are you going to give me low-level spirit beasts again? Let me see what you caught today." Yao Yi smiled and spoke to Qian Yi with the tone of an elder.

"No, Uncle Yao, I want to ask you for some medicine this time." Qian Yi smiled shyly.

"Injured?" Yao Yi checked Qian Yi up and down, and asked suspiciously, "You're not injured."

"It wasn't me who got hurt." Qian Yi turned his head and pointed to Bai Hu who was held in Chang Jing's arms, "It was him."

Yao Yi saw that it wasn't Qian Yi who was injured, so he withdrew the nervousness on his face, then went into the room and took out a small bottle and handed it to Qian Yi, "Just remember to change the medicine every day."

Qian Yi thanked him, then dragged Chang Jing who was standing not far away from him, and left.

On the way, Chang Jing asked: "Qianyi, why, you didn't say hello to the people in your village, but you only got along well with Uncle Yao." He also followed Qianyi to call Uncle Yao, if he didn't If the guess is wrong, that Yao Yi must have lived for a long time.

The temperament on his body that has been baptized by the years will not lie.

"Because although we live together, we are still hostile in general." Qian Yi explained to Chang Jing, but did not mention Yao Yi.

Chang Jing also heard that Qian Yi didn't want to tell him Yao Yi's question, so he naturally laughed it off, and the two returned home at such a leisurely pace.

Putting the little white tiger in his hand on the bed, Chang Jing looked down at the clothes he had just changed into. Now that they were stained with blood again, he frowned. He felt that he must change.

Observing Chang Jing's expression, Qian Yi probably guessed Chang Jing's thoughts, so he walked to the box, opened the box, took out a piece of clothing from inside, and handed it to Chang Jing, "Xiao Jing, let's change clothes, I, I'm going outside .”

While speaking, he was about to go out, but before he left, he seemed to think of something and turned around, walked to the bed, picked up the white tiger under the creaking nest, and went out.

Chang Jing held the clothes, and his thoughtfulness to Qian Yi warmed his heart.