Christmas

The white tiger absorbed all the psionic energy from the proprietress, and his movements became more flexible.

Shi Xie could only barely dodge the huge body of the white tiger pounced on him now, and kept waving the brush in his hand, but he never hit the white tiger again.

The white tiger roared loudly, shook the hair on its body, and showed a burst of pride on the huge beast's face, stretched out its paws and pressed Shi Xie again.

Shi Xie stooped to dodge again, but the white tiger seemed to be having some fun, and stretched out its paws to pat Shi Xie more quickly.Was it a happy thing to be played by a wild beast like this, Shi Xie was also annoyed in his heart.

But the white tiger has a huge body, and the fur on its body is as hard as iron, and it looks like it doesn't hurt or itch under the heavy blow of the brush.

child.

Dodging the white tiger's paw angrily, Shi Xie stretched out his brush to attack the white tiger from time to time.

Although the curative effect is not great, it is better than nothing.

After playing for a while, Baihu saw that he hadn't caught Shi Xie yet, and was still being hit by the little thing in his hand.

a little grumpy.

With an irritable roar, he slapped Shi Xie harder with his thick claws.

Unable to guard against the white tiger's sudden attack this time, Shi Xie had already consumed half of his stamina because of the many times of hiding in front of him. Seeing that the white tiger's claws were about to fall, he still gritted his teeth and stood still.

The writing brush in his hand was suddenly surrounded by countless circles of light from bottom to top, and a burst of golden light suddenly burst out from the tip of the brush. The soft tip of the brush was immediately covered with a layer of metallic color, which looked very hard.

But at this moment, the white tiger's paw had already fallen, Shi Xie held the brush, aimed at the softest seam in the white tiger's palm, and stabbed the brush at the moment the white tiger's claw fell.

"Ho-ho-ho--"

The soft fleshy seam was instantly pierced by the hard pen tip, and Shi Xie stroked hard to the side again.

At this time, the white tiger withdrew its claws suddenly, but it was already too late. Shi Xie forcefully pulled open a huge gash from the originally small wound, and blood with black energy gushed out and splashed on Shi Xie's body in an instant.

Stretching out his hand to wipe away the blood splashed on his face, Shi Xie narrowed his red eyes, and rushed towards the white tiger's paw again with a firm brush under his feet.

The white tiger was angry in his heart, but the blood was still flowing from the seams of the paws, making it unbearably painful, which the white tiger who had never been injured could bear.

Roaring angrily, Baihu already felt a little afraid of the brush in Shi Xie's hand in his heart.The moment Shi Xie attacked again with a brush, he dodged away whimpering.

But how could Shi Xie let go of this opportunity, a burst of psionic energy surged in his body instantly, which made him twist his body abruptly in mid-air.

The brush in his hand flicked violently, hitting Baihu's body hard.

And this play-like blow completely enraged the white tiger. It let out a roar, opened its big mouth and bit towards Shi Xie fiercely. Shi Xie grinned, waiting for now!

I saw that Shi Xie was not afraid of the white tiger's movements, and the spiritual energy in his body surged again, causing his body to fly upwards again.

Shi Xie aimed at the two ears on the top of the white tiger's head, stretched out his hand to grab it, turned over and rode on the white tiger's neck.

Feeling that Shi Xie landed on his neck, Baihu shook his neck angrily, trying to shake Shi Xie off.

But since Shi Xie went up, how could he go down? He tightly grasped the hair on the top of the white tiger's neck with both hands, and quickly chanted a series of incantations.The writing brush that fell on the ground because of beating the white tiger—" vibrated, and immediately turned into a stream of light and flew towards Shi Xie again.

At this time, the white tiger was still shaking its huge head violently, and Shi Xie's knuckles holding its hair turned white.Beads of sweat slid down his forehead and down his cheeks, soaking his collar.

The white tiger shook it for a few minutes, his heart became more and more angry and irritable, he raised his head and roared towards the sky.

At this time, Shi Xie grabbed the white tiger's hair with one hand, and held the flying writing brush with one free hand.

With the tip of the pen pointing down, it pierced fiercely towards the softest part of the white tiger's neck!

As the saying goes - hit a snake and hit seven inches, and a tiger also has weaknesses.

Sure enough, when the sharp tip of the pen pierced fiercely into the white tiger's neck, the whole body of the white tiger trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, there was a painful roar from his throat, completely lacking the spirit he had before, and appearing to be in extraordinarily painful pain.

Shi Xie gritted his teeth, and stabbed the brush in his hand further into the white tiger's neck, and the blood splashed out suddenly, instantly staining Shi Xie's face red.

The gurgling blood stained the white tiger's white hair red, not as smooth as before, and mottled and sticky together.

Shi Xie didn't care about the blood on his face, he half-closed his red eyes and muttered something.I saw the brush in his hand suddenly glowing red, and Shi Xie's palm holding the brush suddenly burst into a bright blue flame.

The flame sank directly into Baihu's wound along the brush, and Baihu let out a hasty roar, his voice full of panic and begging.

But how could Shi Xie stop there, and the speed of chanting the spell in his mouth was obviously accelerated.The bright blue flame rushed along the brush and rushed into the white tiger's wound, and then entered its body along its meridians, starting to burn its internal organs.

The white tiger finally let out a whimper, and leaped forward with its forelegs, its huge body like a hill collapsed suddenly.

And the proprietress who was not far away suddenly spewed out a big mouthful of blood, and the originally delicate and bright face began to change quickly, and it only took a while to become a white-haired old man.

Her face was covered with criss-cross and hideous scars, making her look very terrifying.

"Do not!--"

Seeing her palm like a dead branch, the proprietress's cloudy eyes widened in disbelief.She wanted to stand up in a panic, but fell to the ground, unable to move even a little bit.

At this time, Shi Xie was pulling out the brush vigorously, and the brush returned to its normal size, and the white tiger under his feet also let out a long moan miserably, turning into countless light spots and completely dissipating in the air.

Shi Xie slowly fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to hold the milky white jade piece floating out of the white tiger's body, his legs gave way and he was about to fall down.

Fortunately, Xia Yao ran over long before, and supported Shi Xie the moment his body turned crooked, so that he didn't fall down.

Between the palms of the two people, a gentle and cool spiritual energy was slowly input into the body, gently wrapping the limbs and bones

, Shi Xie was already exhausted and slowly began to recover again.

Although the psionic energy was not as full as before, it just happened to be able to restore some energy to Shi Xie.

"All right."

Stopping Xia Yao from continuing to input psychic energy, the psychic energy in Xia Yao's body was almost exhausted, but it only filled the bottom of Shi Xie's psychic energy bank.

Seeing that Shi Xie's spirit had indeed recovered a lot, Xia Yao stopped insisting and helped Shi Xie walk slowly to the front of the proprietress.

And He Bishen had already been waiting here with Xiao Shen.

And why bother to look at the mother who is like a bereaved dog with complicated eyes at this time, how can she still have such a magnificent appearance.

"mother……,,

"Get out! Get out, I don't have a son like you!"

The proprietress glared at He Bishen viciously, the disgust in her eyes pierced He Bishen's heart like a sharp needle.

"Mother...don't be like this, I am your son. We will live a good life in the future, and I will be filial to you."

He Bishen looked sad and kept begging his mother.

"Hahaha, you are a dog who eats inside and out! My son... I wish I never had a son like you!"

The proprietress laughed ferociously, looked at He Bishen mockingly, and uttered vicious words one after another through gritted teeth.

He Bishen's face turned pale, and he couldn't help taking a step back. At this moment, Xiao Shen reached out to hold his hand, and the warm touch made He Bishen's face look a little better.

"Are you still undead and unrepentant even now!"

Seeing He Bishen's pale face, Xia Yao couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but speak to the proprietress.

"Don't repent? What's wrong with me? It's obvious that he betrayed me first, so what's wrong with me!"

"Obviously that man betrayed you, but you hurt so many people, so why are those people wrong!"

"Okay little demon, stop talking."

Shi Xie shook his head to stop Xia Yao's words, the proprietress had already entered a barrier, and it was too late to say anything now.

"You are dead, there is not much time left. After all, why Bishen is your child who was conceived in October, and tiger poison does not eat children, let alone a human being."

As soon as Shi Xie finished speaking, the proprietress suddenly laughed foolishly, and she slowly moved her eyes to He Bishen's direction.But her gaze was empty, as if she was looking at another person through He Bishen, and she murmured a melodious tune in a low voice.

"Last year in this door today,

The human face peach blossoms each other.

I don’t know where to go,

Love and be loved……"

When the last word fell, the proprietress also slowly closed her eyes. A little crystal seemed to flash in the corner of her eyes, but she couldn't see right.

In an instant, a beauty becomes a dry bone, and a dry sea can turn a stone into a rotten stone.

The proprietress has complained and hated for a hundred years, but at this moment, with death, she has become the ignorance of her previous life.

He Bishen slowly let go of Xiao Shen's hand, knelt down slowly, and kowtowed three times.Looking up again, blood had already flowed from his forehead, staining the ground red, but the corners of his eyes were dry.

The dust is flying, and the flying sand is blinding the eyes. Why bother to look at the devastated town in a daze.

Not far from them, several figures were walking towards them, they were Duan Qinghe and the others.

Why bother to bend down silently and dug a small pit on the spot, not caring that his fingers were full of wounds, the fingernails were turned up and bleeding.

Without saying a word, he picked up the bones of the proprietress, and gently put them into the pit, and covered them with soil again.

He picked up another piece of wood from the side, wrote the word "Moon Mother" with the blood on his fingers, and inserted it into the mound.Staring at the blood writing on the wooden board, He Bi's dark eyes seemed to be able to see through the eternity, filled with silence.

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