"I won't do anything rash." She said softly, her eyes fixed ahead, wondering in her heart how long this white tiger could last.
When Master Lu saw Feng Jiu's expression, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised. He had an indescribable strange feeling. Although it was a bit excessive to see those casual cultivators besieging a pregnant tigress, this is how the world is, the strong prey on the weak.
What's more, that tigress was a relatively rare white tiger among the tiger clan. It was understandable that those people would target this tigress. Moreover, considering the strength of these people, it was only a matter of time before this white tiger fell into their hands.
In front, the white tiger was fighting hard. It grinned and growled, and there was anger and anxiety in its eyes, as well as a hint of worry that was unknown to outsiders.
Its hind legs were trembling, and drops of blood were flowing out. It had to avoid the attacks of those humans. The pain in its stomach made it lose its strength rapidly. Soon, it saw a long sword stabbing towards its neck. It wanted to avoid it, but fell down because of the weakness of its hind legs.
"roar!"
The white tiger roared in resentment and grief, its eyes fixed on the sword that was stabbing at it. However, at that critical moment, it only saw a tiny ray of light passing by, and with a whoosh, it pierced into the wrist of the man holding the sword. The sword fell to the ground because of the pain the man felt.
The crisis was resolved, and the white tiger was startled. Its eyes swept across and fell on a young man in green not far away. When it met the young man's gaze, it let out a low howl.
Standing behind Fengjiu, the people of the Lu family couldn't help but feel strange when they saw that scene. None of them saw how Fengjiu made the move. They only saw that the man who stabbed the white tiger suddenly let out a low cry and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.
"Who is it!" The casual cultivator whose sword fell to the ground shouted loudly, and turned back suddenly, his eyes fell on the people of the Lu family.
"It's me." Fengjiu smiled with her eyes narrowed, but there was no smile in them. When the light voice came out, she took a step forward.
"Little Brother Feng!" Master Lu came to Fengjiu's side at some point and put his hand on Fengjiu's shoulder, trying to stop him.
Fengjiu turned around and smiled at Master Lu: "It's okay, they can't do anything to me." Then she stepped forward.
"Master, don't interfere." A man stepped forward and whispered, "We just met him by chance, there is no need to offend those people for him."
"Father, we don't have as many people as them, so it's best not to get involved in this matter." Lu Jiming also whispered. It is unwise to make enemies with those people for a person with whom you have little friendship.
However, just as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw that the dozen or so wandering cultivators in front of him looked a little strange, their steps were unsteady and they couldn't even stand steadily. He couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
"Damn it! What's going on?" A casual cultivator supported himself on the ground with the big knife in his hand, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.
"I feel weak all over and can't raise my spiritual power. We, we must have been drugged!" Another casual cultivator widened his eyes in shock and looked at Master Lu and his group, thinking that they were the ones who did it.
But, how did they drug them without anyone noticing? How did they do it? They didn't even notice it!