Flying Cerebellum Axe

After Luo Wei finished everything, the sky gradually turned pale.

He was about to go back home when he suddenly remembered the little tiger hidden in his pocket, and realized that the pocket seemed a little too quiet on the way, which was different from the usual state of sleeping in his pocket.

Moreover, there were no dreams in Luo Wei's mind. He listened carefully and found that the little tiger's breathing became shallow and weak.

Luo Wei immediately opened his pocket, took out the little tiger, and checked the situation.

The little thing was turned out, belly up, and lay in Luo Wei's palm very obediently.

The long tail hangs down feebly, and a pair of wings spread out behind it, but not folded back, the little tiger's left foreleg twitched slightly, and the small white tiger's face wrinkled up, as if it was suffering something in pain.

"What's going on? Is it going to be cold?" Luo Wei frowned, feeling inconceivable about the little tiger's weakness, "This... just bumped into it, the super special beast can't be so... weak? Can't it?"

That's what I said, but the little tiger was only full moon after all, Luo Wei carefully pressed his fingers against the snow-white round belly, anxiously trying to make sure if the little tiger was okay and whether he was still conscious.

The little tiger still didn't move at all, Luo Wei lifted him up again, put his white belly against his ear, and listened closely to his heartbeat and breathing rate.

thump thump thump thump—

The little heart was beating powerfully, and it sounded higher than that of a human being. Luo Wei was relieved a little, and in this gesture, he rubbed the soft fur on the little tiger's stomach on the side of his cheek.

Then, he stretched out his broad right palm, covering the little tiger's body completely, and slowly activated his own heating ability, trying to warm the little tiger's body and speed up blood circulation, so as to help relieve the pain of unknown origin.

The heat rose in Luo Wei's palm, which immediately dispelled the early morning chill and warmed up the surroundings and the little tiger.

After a while, Luo Wei opened his hands and looked. The little tiger became warm, like a small heater for covering his hands, and his twitching forelimbs calmed down, and his breathing became normal. The little face was still wrinkled uneasily.

Luo Wei immediately felt that it was effective, closed his palms again, and raised the temperature in his hands again.

Not long after, the little tiger's condition did not improve again, but became more and more serious, and began to moan in a low voice, "Woo... um... ouch..."

His hind legs kicked slightly, as if something made him feel uncomfortable, and he consciously wanted to kick them away, away from them.

At this moment, Yu Huai was in a trance, feeling as if he had returned to the scene when he was lying in bed with a fever when he was a child.

His whole body was scorching hot, half asleep and half awake, he seemed to realize that there was something extremely terrifying covering his body, and he couldn't even move his fingers under the pressure.

Want to move but can't move, want to wake up but can't wake up, this feeling is more terrifying than the previous nightmare, and there is a slight pain in the back of the head, Yu Huai only feels stuffy in the heart, difficult to breathe, and extremely uncomfortable from head to toe up.

The reason why Yu Huai is so peaceful is thanks to Luo Wei.

He was hit with a small swollen bump on the back of his head, and the air in his pocket was not smooth. After a slight concussion, his brain was a little hypoxic, and he was shaking back and forth, and he couldn't sleep well.

But being tormented by Luo Wei, the pain intensified instead, and Yu Huai gave birth to a mental illusion of being invaded by a nightmare in his sleep and being crushed by a ghost.

Is... what... what big feverish monster is attacking him? !Is it... going to be eaten? !

no!He still doesn't know who he is!He can't die!

The strong survival instinct made Yu Huai understand that he must quickly break through the "nightmare".

The little tiger kicked vigorously with both legs, and suddenly kicked Luo Wei's tiger's mouth with two strong hooves, pushing his hand away a little distance.

Fresh air poured into the chest cavity again, the tip of Yu Huai's nose twitched vigorously, his mouth opened, and he breathed desperately, and the heavy eyelids were able to lift a gap.

Gotta be saved!Yu Huai thought for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

"Alive?" Upon noticing the movement, Luo Wei withdrew his hand, looked carefully at the little thing lying in his palm, and asked uncertainly.

Although the little thing was lying there with dull eyes, his two short legs kicked the air indiscriminately, it seemed that he had exerted all his strength, and he didn't look like he was stunned just now.

Although he didn't understand why he was so excited, Luo Wei was completely relieved, and asked himself proudly: "Very good, I brought Miaomiao back to life again."

What saves?Rescue who?I'm afraid this damn guy has a brain problem, right? !

If possible, Yu Huai wanted to turn over and jump up immediately, opening his mouth to bite someone.

His consciousness gradually came back, his eyes refocused, and he saw what the monster that sneaked up on him just now was.

Yu Huai quickly recalled that the murderer who caused the bag on the back of his head was also the guy in front of him. Immediately, his teeth started to itch, and he grinned. He wanted to bite Luo Wei to vent his anger, and he also wanted to greet the eighteenth generation of Luo Wei's ancestors. He couldn't help but hum Aloud: "Aww... (***...)"

Yu Huai's eyes were full of fierce lights, he stared at Luo Wei viciously, and even wanted to kill him with his eyes.

It's a pity that Yu Huai doesn't have much strength now.

Swinging his hind legs to resist is already his limit, Yu Huai still feels the world around him is spinning with his head deprived of oxygen, and he can only let Luo Wei fiddle with it at will.

Luo Wei vaguely guessed that the little tiger was throwing a tantrum, so he held down the pair of restless hind legs with one hand, pinched them between his fingers, kneaded the soft pad, and said dotingly: "Don't just want to bite when you're alive. I... save some energy, and I will bite you when I go back."

The feel of the meat pad was quite good, he lowered his head and kissed it, and continued to appease: "Hey, I will make broth for you today, sticky little thing."

After finishing speaking, Luo Wei stuffed the little tiger back into his coat pocket, and hurried towards the residence under his feet.