Chapter 23 There are wolves in front and tigers behind

Leng Xiangbai urged An Rui to climb up the tree, but he retreated halfway, picked up the arm-thick wooden stick again, and stood beside An Xin.

"Little Lamb, you liar, you pushed me up the tree and then you came down again." An Rui shouted anxiously.

An Xin glanced at An Rui who was about to get down from the tree, and said sternly: "Little Du Miao, if you dare to come down, I will throw you to the wolf pack as food, and we will take the opportunity to run down the mountain."

"Cousin..."

"Ah!" a wolf howled.

An Rui, who was sitting on the tree, opened his eyes wide in horror and saw a gray wolf that had attacked An Xin being cut in half.

An Xin was holding an axe with a broken blade and blood dripping from it, standing in front of several young men. There was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

"This precision, this knife technique, this strength, it's amazing!" Liu Boxing's previous admiration has now turned into worship, "Little Shanzhang, please accept my knee."

"What a promising future!" Zhu Shijing's eyes were filled with admiration, and he couldn't help but complain. He also attacked one of the wolves with the sword in his hand.

Li Ziyu, Jiang Zhou who was holding a dagger, and Leng Xiangbai who was holding a wooden stick, all moved at the same time.

Join the war between wolves and humans.

It was not very safe to go out in ancient times. Parents who had a little knowledge and had property to protect would more or less let their children learn some self-defense skills.

Zhu Shijing was such a person. Even his cousin Li Ziyu, who had lived in his house since childhood, learned a few skills from the master hired by the Zhu family.

As the descendant of a military general, Liu Boxing's martial arts skills were naturally not weak, so it was no problem for him to fight a wolf alone.

Zhu Shijing and Leng Xiangbai, one was attacking in the front while the other was finishing off in the back, and they cooperated very well.

Both Li Ziyu and Jiang Zhou should have practiced some martial arts. Although they cannot compare with people who have studied martial arts seriously, the two of them together can barely deal with a wolf.

An Xin killed them quickly with her knife, opened her mouth wide, showing her sharp white teeth, and attacked her two gray wolves.

In a moment, the bright red blood dyed the white snow on the mountains red, and the strong smell of blood also spread with the wind.

An Xin knew that such a strong smell of blood would definitely attract bigger beasts, so they had to leave here as soon as possible.

At this time, snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

An Xin now knows that the power-boosting card she used not only made her stronger, but her body also became much more flexible.

She was in front of the others and quickly killed half of the wolves.

Then he looked up at the wolf leader who was standing motionless on the hillside with a tuft of white hair on his head. He grinned and walked over with a ruthless step.

The leader wolf clearly sensed the danger. It saw this human chopping off half of its younger brothers, and when An Xin walked towards it.

The leader of the wolf suddenly let out a howl and ran away like a coward.

After hearing the retreat signal, the remaining four or five wolves no longer wanted to fight and followed the leader wolf into the forest.

An Xin looked at the direction the wolves were fleeing and frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

She remembered reading a report before that wolves were very vindictive, but they weren't as vicious as this one.

"Cousin..."

"Little Hill Chief!"

When five or six frightened voices reached my ears.

An Xin felt a chill on her back, and something rushed towards her like a gust of wind. She rolled to the ground and quickly dodged.

Looking back, he saw a tiger with golden fur leaping over where he had just stood and landing on the white snow.

An Xin then understood that the wolves must have sensed the tiger's arrival, which was why they ran faster than rabbits.

"Oh my god, I'm scared to death." Jiang Zhou patted his heart, looking frightened.

Just as he was about to open his mouth again, the people around him looked at him in horror and raised their hands, ready to cover his crow's mouth.

"If you can't speak, just shut up." Zhu Shijing gritted his teeth and said, "If you say one more word, I'll go back and get a needle to sew you up."

Jiang Zhou, whose mouth was covered by Li Ziyu in time, looked at them with aggrieved eyes.

"We don't need you to come over to help," An Xin said as he saw several young men approaching with weapons. "The fur of this big cat is so beautiful, we can't let you come over and chop it down."

The corners of Li Ziyu, Zhu Shijing, Leng Xiangbai's mouths twitched.

He is worthy of being called the Great Devil. Facing a majestic and ferocious tiger, he can still be so calm and want its fur.

Should I praise her for being arrogant or ignorant?

An Rui, who had already climbed down from the tree, wanted to go up to help, but Leng Xiangbai held his arm and said, "You have to believe your cousin. Even if you don't, you will just be adding to the dish if you go up."

The others said: “…” That makes a lot of sense.

An Xin held the machete tightly in his hand and got ready, aiming to cut the tiger's throat with one blow so that its fur would not become a piece of scrap skin.

The tiger obviously didn't take the slender An Xin seriously. It roared in contempt and pounced on An Xin with its bloody mouth wide open.

Dragons move like clouds, tigers move like wind.

The strong wind created by the tiger's rapid running made the surrounding dry grass rustle.

An Xin bent down and dodged sideways.

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With one foot pushing hard on the thick tree next to him, he used the force to turn around and ride on the tiger. An Xin threw away the machete in his hand, clenched his small fist, and smashed it hard on the tiger's head.

One punch, two punches, the sound of hammers thumping.

The tiger shook its head in pain and even wanted to lie down and roll over, but was stopped by the big devil who was much stronger than it.

"Roar——" This was the last tragic roar of the big tiger left in this world.

"Oh, I'm so tired." An Xin shook her arms which were sore from overexerting.

He looked down at his sleeve that was torn by the tiger and twitched his mouth.

This tiger is not something that ordinary people can hunt. If she didn't have the golden finger, it would be difficult for them to return intact today.

However, An Xin was still very happy to have a very cool tiger skin.

An Xin took a deep breath and turned around to see several stunned faces. She raised her eyebrows playfully, "You don't have to worship me so much. I'm just a legend."

Startled by An Xin's smug and boastful voice, the few teenagers who reacted instantly had admiration and worship in their eyes that disappeared like bubbles.

Looking at the big tiger lying on the snow with its head dented, dead as a bead.

Several people's hearts were trembling, fortunately they were just a little mean in their words and did not confront this big devil head-on.

Otherwise, their family members will come to collect their bodies.

"The snow is getting heavier, let's go back quickly." Li Ziyu rarely said so much: "The bloody smell here is so strong, I'm afraid it will attract more wild animals."

Everyone nodded in agreement, not daring to delay any longer, and hurried down the mountain with their combat supplies.

When An Xin, covered in blood, carried a big tiger on his back, and accompanied six young men, grunting and dragging eight wolves back to the academy.

Uncle An was almost frightened to death.

Uncle An, who had recovered, moved his mouth, wanting to scold them for being too naughty.

In the end, he, who was honest and poor at speaking, had to wait until the others took a wolf and left, and then he chased An Rui around the academy with a ruler.

"Dad, you are not fair. My cousin also went there. Why did you only chase me and beat me?" An Rui shouted with a look of grievance and dissatisfaction on his face.

An Xin, who originally wanted to go up and stop Uncle An's atrocities, heard his little cousin say such heartless words.

He touched his chin, and finally leaned under the eaves to raise the flag and cheer for Uncle An.

An Rui, who was running away in panic, saw An Xin leaning there leisurely, eating melon seeds and looking at him, and he felt that the sorrows and joys of the world were not the same.

He quickly asked for help: "Cousin, please save your poor brother!"

Uncle An: "You little bastard, you brought people to encourage your cousin to take risks. I will beat you to death today~"

(End of this chapter)