New White Snake Asking Immortals

A group of strongmen made a fire and barbecued meat in the woods.

The thick smoke mixed with the aroma of meat made the leaves smell fragrant. Dozens of strong men were laughing and eating meat and drinking. There were six boxes and large bags of goods piled on the cart next to them. The animal skeletons with the meat removed were thrown aside. The weather is hot, and the bones are covered with dense mung bean flies.

The chirping cicadas are extremely noisy in the mountains, the harsh sunshine makes the stones hot, and the grass leaves look listless.

I don't know when thick clouds appeared, blocking the originally bright sunshine.

The bandits who were eating meat and drinking didn't notice that the cicadas had stopped chirping, and the only sound left in the forest was their shouts.

By the time the bandits realized something was wrong, it was already too late. They were blocked in front and behind, and the opponent's sword-clad and calm aura was definitely not comparable to that of the policemen in the towns.

"The officers and soldiers are here! Copy the guy!"

The bandits hurriedly picked up their tattered weapons and faced off nervously, only to find that the other party was not in a hurry to take action.

The guards of the princess palace surrounded the bandits, and the guards in the direction they came from moved to both sides. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up and made the dead leaves fly.

The giant tiger appeared, leaving mud puddles after its claws passed by.

He walked through the guards and appeared in front of the frightened bandits. The bandits were so frightened that their hands and feet were weak and could not lift their weapons. The size of the giant tiger was beyond their imagination, especially when the tiger held his accomplice who was standing guard in the distance in its mouth. How could I not be afraid.

Bai Yujun, who was sitting on the tiger's back, felt that the bandits were very noisy.

"Shut up."

I'm still crying for my father and mother, asking for blessings from all kinds of gods and goddesses. It's true that the tiger has left such a profound impression on mankind.

Fat Tiger can't stand it anymore. This is simply ignoring the majesty of the boss and must not encourage this evil trend! Got a cure!

The tiger roars at the mountain with its bloody mouth.

"Ouch!"

In an instant, the sound of flapping wings was heard in the mountains, and the birds were flying around and the animals were frightened.

The bandits all fell back, and the timid ones passed out immediately. The strong men knocked over the cart and the box overturned, scattering the broken silver and copper coins inside. After the tiger roared, the sound was not as noisy as before.

Bai Yujun curled his lips.

"You are quite courageous. You knew it was the Princess Mansion's caravan but you dared to rob it. I really thought these were troubled times. Remember, I only have the final say whether this world is in chaos or not."

Stomping his feet, Fat Tiger lowered himself, and Bai Yujun slid down skillfully.

"Isn't it good to have fair trade? If you want money, just get it by paying."

"Not only did you rob me of my money, but you also slaughtered the cattle in my territory. You don't care how the farmers live without their cattle, but I do. I have to buy calves and send them away. Alas, I really don't have much money."

"It would be a waste to kill you. I slap you first, then send you to build roads. You will be free in ten years."

As soon as he finished speaking, the guards all rolled up their sleeves and smiled grimly, and tied them all neatly with iron ropes and shackles.

Bai Yujun walked to the overturned bullock cart, squatted down, picked up a copper coin, took out his handkerchief and wiped it carefully and carefully until it was shiny and reflective, then he put it in his pocket with satisfaction.

The guards were very efficient. After locking up the bandits, they also found the bandit leader and the dog-headed military advisor.

Fat Tiger walked up to the two of them, lowered his head and sniffed.

The two of them were stiff and did not dare to move, letting the hot air hit their faces, and the strong pressure was suffocating.

Maybe it tastes bad. Fat Tiger shook his big head and made a ground-burying motion with his front paws...

The tiger head left, and the two of them were so frightened that their eyes widened and their bodies became limp.

As a result, the slaps made the world spin and his ears buzzed, and the guards fired their bows left and right mercilessly. They could have been enjoying the coolness in the house and eating ice cream, but unexpectedly they ran for dozens of miles to catch the thief on a hot day. The more they thought about it, the more angry they became.

The bandits were beaten with bruises and faces, and they groaned and reloaded the money and goods into the truck. Without animals, they could only pull them in front and push them in the back.

The guards escorted the bandits and goods back home.

Bai Yujun rode a fat tiger over the mountains to see the madness of the evil priest and solve the war.

Before the results of the imperial investigation came out, Bai Yujun wanted to confirm one thing. When he scanned the occupied county, there was a picture lake. There was something that could block the dragon's true eye. It was probably similar to what was found in the statue before. It must be confirmed. Just once.

It needs to be confirmed in person whether it is a crystal wrapped with an unknown substance.

The scenery on both sides of the road swept back quickly.

Imperial officers and soldiers can be seen everywhere along the way. Various pre-war materials have been arranged in advance. Officers and soldiers are gathering one after another. More refugees are seen. The war has displaced countless people. Fortunately, Bai Bai is here. It can be predicted that The presence of a true dragon will make suffering disappear.

Fat Tiger ran quickly, passing by officers, soldiers and refugees, crossing the fence of the checkpoint, and running through the wilderness where patrols from both sides frequently encountered each other.

Bai Yujun felt the bumps and winds blowing in his face, and saw the desolation along the way.

Fat Tiger ran rampant, no matter whether it was three or five bandit soldiers or a hundred people, he just ran on the flat road and charged savagely if he didn't get out of the way.

After crossing the mountains, I saw dark clouds in the basin surrounded by mountains ahead.

Bai Yujun frowned.

That's not a dark cloud of water vapor, but a thick smoke generated by burning that lingers over the county town. You can smell the faint smell of tobacco oil.

Use a piece of cloth to make a simple mask and cover your mouth and nose.

There were many people bustling on the road ahead, and the bandits waved whips and swords to drive away the crowd. The frightened men, women, and children were driven forward with sharpened sticks in their hands, stumbling with despair in their eyes. Suddenly, they heard a bang, Then I saw the big insect coming towards me...

Bai Yujun could only ask Fat Tiger to avoid the crowd and jump off the road into the trampled rice fields.

As he passed by the crowd, Bai Yujun glanced at the people who were being driven away. He hated the bandits even more from the bottom of his heart. This was a common tactic used by the rebels when fighting the imperial army. It was despicable to use the lives of the people to consume the officers and soldiers' arrows and physical strength. But it works.

Tiger Claw stepped onto the official road again, and all he saw was as gray as snow, and the smell of burnt lake and putrid smell kept irritating his nostrils.

Adjust the direction and rush towards the high platform.

The fields ahead were full of dilapidated shacks and it was so messy that it was impossible to tell the difference between bandits and civilians.

The high platform is located in the middle of countless shacks, and the statue of the god on the high platform can be vaguely seen.

There are many crows in the distant county town, either circling in the sky or landing on the dilapidated city gate tower. Bai Yujun hopes that the more they come, the better, so that they can at least eat more carrion and avoid the breeding of germs.

There was a loud roar from the bandit camp.

"Who the hell is breaking into our rebel camp! Stop it quickly!"

Five figures jumped up, three martial arts masters and two monks in the Qi refining stage, rushing over with solemn expressions.

Fat Hu paid no attention and just rushed towards the high platform made of wood. Bai Yujun glanced at the five people and said one word with his lips lightly parted.

"wind."

It only took a moment for the hurricane to form, and the five people hit the strong wind head-on and screamed and flew back.

Fat Tiger jumped over the shabby shacks, and soon came to the bottom of the high platform. Bai Yujun took out the paper umbrella and opened it with a sound, and was carried by the paper umbrella to fly. Fat Tiger faced the bandit masters who rushed over, biting his claws. Slapping its tail and scissoring, the giant beast's force caused death or injury.

Bai Yujun floated up to the high platform with an expressionless face. He touched the ground with his toes first and then slowly stood up. He held the umbrella and stared at the head of the statue.

It feels very uncomfortable, similar to the crystal I found before.

He lowered his head and glanced down. The fat tiger was majestic and killed everyone in all directions, so that no one in the bandit army could get close to the high platform.

Looking back, there was a man in a mask and robe standing on the other side of the high platform, with only two eyes exposed.

Bai Yujun was not interested in his cultivation. He held an umbrella with one hand and held a talisman when the other hand came out of his sleeve...