Chapter 1795
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"I won't do anything rash," she said softly, her gaze fixed in front of her. She was trying to figure out how much longer this white tiger could last.
When Old Master Lu saw the expression on Fengjiu's face, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. There was an indescribably strange feeling in his heart. Although it was a little overboard for those itinerant cultivators to surround and attack a pregnant tigress, this was how the world worked. The strong preyed on the weak.
What's more, that tigress was a rare white tiger in the tiger clan. It was reasonable for those people to have their eyes on this tigress. Moreover, with these people's strength, it was only a matter of time before this white tiger fell into their hands.
In front of them, the white tiger fought with all its might. It bared its teeth and let out a low growl. Its eyes were filled with anger and anxiety, as well as a trace of worry that no one else knew about.
Its hind legs were trembling as blood dripped from them. It still had to avoid the attacks of the humans. The pain from its stomach was rapidly draining its strength. Not long after, it saw a long sword piercing towards its neck. It wanted to dodge but its hind legs were too weak and it fell to the ground.
"Roar!"
The white tiger roared in grief and indignation. Its tiger eyes stared fixedly at the long sword that was thrusting towards it. However, at that critical moment, it only saw a tiny ray of light flash past. With a whoosh, it pierced into the wrist of the person holding the sword. The long sword that was thrusting towards it also fell to the ground due to that person's pain.
With the danger averted, the white tiger was stunned. It swept its gaze around and it saw a young man in green robes standing not too far away. When it met the young man's gaze, it let out a low growl.
When the Lu family members who were standing behind Fengjiu saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel that it was strange. None of them saw how Fengjiu had attacked. They only saw the person who had pierced the white tiger suddenly let out a low cry and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.
"Who is it!" The itinerant cultivator whose long sword had fallen to the ground shouted fiercely. He suddenly turned around and his gaze landed on the Lu family members.
"It's me." Fengjiu narrowed his eyes with a smile. However, there was no trace of a smile in his eyes. When his light voice rang out, he strode forward.
"Little Brother Feng!" Old Master Lu had appeared beside Fengjiu and placed his hand on Fengjiu's shoulder in an attempt to stop him.
Fengjiu turned around and looked at Old Master Lu with a smile. "It's alright, they can't do anything to me." With that, he walked forward.
"Master, don't interfere." A man stepped forward and said in a low voice, "We only met him by chance, there's no need to offend those people for him."
"Father, we don't have as many people as they do. It's best if we don't get involved in this," Lu Jiming said in a low voice. It was unwise to make an enemy out of those people for the sake of a stranger.
However, just as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw that the dozen or so rogue cultivators in front of him didn't look right. Their footsteps were weak, and they couldn't even stand steadily. He couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.
"Damn it! What's going on? "A rogue cultivator propped himself up on the ground with his saber as cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.
"We don't have any strength in our bodies, and we can't even use our spiritual energy. We, we've been drugged!" Another rogue cultivator widened his eyes in shock. He looked at Old Master Lu and the rest, thinking that they were the culprits.
However, how did they drug them silently? How exactly did they do it? They didn't even notice!
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