Chapter: 90
He didn't activate the ice edge technique anymore, mainly because it was too expensive and broke Lu Ye's golden amulet. He was confident that he could knead Lu Ye at will.
However, Lu Ye, who had been acting stubborn just now, turned around and ran at a very fast speed.
The white man laughed angrily, looked at Lu Ye's back, and said leisurely, "Are you able to escape?"
He chased after him unhurriedly, and at the same time took out a spirit stone from his storage bag, held it in his palm, and slowly recovered.
He could see that Lu Ye was terrified, running like this would only increase the consumption of his spiritual power. Once a low-level monk lost his spiritual power, he was no different from ordinary people. Yang Guanshi, who was killed by Lu Ye, was a precedent .
So he just needs not to lose Lu Ye.
The two chased and fled, passed through a chaotic stone forest, crossed a small river, and arrived at a clearing. The white man found Lu Ye standing there, panting heavily, his face as pale as paper, motionless.
Running out of energy so quickly? The white man let out a sneer, and slowly stepped forward, with a long knife in his hand and a knife: "Why don't you run away?"
He stood ten feet in front of Lu Ye, with a playful look on his face.
However, he soon realized something was wrong, because Lu Ye's expression was extremely frightened, he was looking in one direction, and his sword hand was shaking violently.
A foul wind swept across, and a low growl was heard. Behind a big tree, a huge, snow-white tiger walked out slowly with leisurely steps.
The amber pupils looked at the fair man, which made him startled, and suddenly remembered a rumor he heard in the market two days ago.
Can't be so unlucky? He wailed in his heart.
However, something happened that made him desperate. The tiger opened its mouth and spit out the words: "How dare you disturb my king Qingmeng? I think you don't want to live anymore!"
The white man's forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, and he finally understood why Lu Ye was so frightened.
The source of the panic was not him, but this big tiger!
Just when he was at a loss, he heard Lu Ye say: "King Tiger, please forgive me, we didn't know this was your territory, so let's go!"
Hearing this, the fair and clean man poked his head like a chicken pecking rice.
Dug roared and said angrily, "Come if you want, leave if you want, what do you think this is?"
The tiger perched in the forest, majestic and majestic. In front of the tiger, the two figures were extremely stiff.
Just when the white and clean man was at a loss, he heard Lu Ye over there say: "King Tiger, calm down, I understand the rules, follow the rules of the king, don't hurt my life!"
Saying so, he took off his storage bag from his waist, pretended to activate his spiritual power, and dropped the storage bag. Not only that, he also dropped the long sword in his hand.
Du Hu looked at him, and snorted softly: "Since you know the rules, it's okay to spare your life."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Dui turned to look at the fair monk again: "Where are you, kid? Do you want to die or live?"
"I want to live!" The white monk blurted out, with a pained expression on his face, he untied the storage bag from his waist like Lu Ye, unlocked the restraint lock, and threw it on the ground in front of him.
He had heard some rumors in the market before, saying that there was a monster beast that could speak human words in Qingyun Mountain, and many monks had encountered it, but the monster beast generally did not hurt people's lives, and was only sensitive to spirit pills and spirit stones. Interest, as long as the monk is willing to pay some price, he can escape from the tiger's mouth.
He didn't expect that he would run into this monster just after Lu Ye entered the mountain, which was really unlucky.
Du Hu was quite satisfied with the performance of the two, and said again: "Don't play any tricks, if you let me know that you didn't open the restraint lock, hum!" The taste of threat is self-evident.
"Open it!" Lu Ye and Brother Baijing said in unison. Not only that, Lu Ye pointed at the monk, "My lord, he hasn't lost the weapon in his hand. I'm afraid he wants to hurt you!" JrNovels.com
However, Lu Ye, who had been acting stubborn just now, turned around and ran at a very fast speed.
The white man laughed angrily, looked at Lu Ye's back, and said leisurely, "Are you able to escape?"
He chased after him unhurriedly, and at the same time took out a spirit stone from his storage bag, held it in his palm, and slowly recovered.
He could see that Lu Ye was terrified, running like this would only increase the consumption of his spiritual power. Once a low-level monk lost his spiritual power, he was no different from ordinary people. Yang Guanshi, who was killed by Lu Ye, was a precedent .
So he just needs not to lose Lu Ye.
The two chased and fled, passed through a chaotic stone forest, crossed a small river, and arrived at a clearing. The white man found Lu Ye standing there, panting heavily, his face as pale as paper, motionless.
Running out of energy so quickly? The white man let out a sneer, and slowly stepped forward, with a long knife in his hand and a knife: "Why don't you run away?"
He stood ten feet in front of Lu Ye, with a playful look on his face.
However, he soon realized something was wrong, because Lu Ye's expression was extremely frightened, he was looking in one direction, and his sword hand was shaking violently.
A foul wind swept across, and a low growl was heard. Behind a big tree, a huge, snow-white tiger walked out slowly with leisurely steps.
The amber pupils looked at the fair man, which made him startled, and suddenly remembered a rumor he heard in the market two days ago.
Can't be so unlucky? He wailed in his heart.
However, something happened that made him desperate. The tiger opened its mouth and spit out the words: "How dare you disturb my king Qingmeng? I think you don't want to live anymore!"
The white man's forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, and he finally understood why Lu Ye was so frightened.
The source of the panic was not him, but this big tiger!
Just when he was at a loss, he heard Lu Ye say: "King Tiger, please forgive me, we didn't know this was your territory, so let's go!"
Hearing this, the fair and clean man poked his head like a chicken pecking rice.
Dug roared and said angrily, "Come if you want, leave if you want, what do you think this is?"
The tiger perched in the forest, majestic and majestic. In front of the tiger, the two figures were extremely stiff.
Just when the white and clean man was at a loss, he heard Lu Ye over there say: "King Tiger, calm down, I understand the rules, follow the rules of the king, don't hurt my life!"
Saying so, he took off his storage bag from his waist, pretended to activate his spiritual power, and dropped the storage bag. Not only that, he also dropped the long sword in his hand.
Du Hu looked at him, and snorted softly: "Since you know the rules, it's okay to spare your life."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Dui turned to look at the fair monk again: "Where are you, kid? Do you want to die or live?"
"I want to live!" The white monk blurted out, with a pained expression on his face, he untied the storage bag from his waist like Lu Ye, unlocked the restraint lock, and threw it on the ground in front of him.
He had heard some rumors in the market before, saying that there was a monster beast that could speak human words in Qingyun Mountain, and many monks had encountered it, but the monster beast generally did not hurt people's lives, and was only sensitive to spirit pills and spirit stones. Interest, as long as the monk is willing to pay some price, he can escape from the tiger's mouth.
He didn't expect that he would run into this monster just after Lu Ye entered the mountain, which was really unlucky.
Du Hu was quite satisfied with the performance of the two, and said again: "Don't play any tricks, if you let me know that you didn't open the restraint lock, hum!" The taste of threat is self-evident.
"Open it!" Lu Ye and Brother Baijing said in unison. Not only that, Lu Ye pointed at the monk, "My lord, he hasn't lost the weapon in his hand. I'm afraid he wants to hurt you!" JrNovels.com
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