Cannon Fodder False Young Master Awakens To God [Wearing Books]

The white tiger's roar carried its aggressive energy, Jiang Changning covered his ears in time;

The white tiger with a deteriorated soul is powerful and vicious.

Jiang Changning just looked up and felt his ears buzzing and his heart trembling.

This is the manifestation of being attacked by vitality.

There are nearly ten chains on Baihu Xuying's body, binding him firmly in this world.

Behind the white tiger was the transparent crystal coffin that Jiang Changning had seen last time. A slender young man with a peaceful expression lay in it and fell asleep peacefully.

The road blocked by the phantom of the white tiger in front of him is the only way to the transparent crystal coffin.

Jiang Changning estimated the distance of this section of road, it was about half a mile long and half a mile wide, while the phantom of the white tiger stood majestically in the middle, and with a little movement, it could occupy half a mile of width.

If he wanted to wake up the person in the crystal coffin, he had to step on the phantom of the white tiger.

Jiang Changning stared at the white tiger, took a deep breath, and then took a step forward.

——"When the intruder stepped into the third-floor gate of the underground palace, the phantom of the white tiger was automatically awakened and fought with the intruder to the death."

This was the introduction from Huo Lin before Jiang Changning insisted on entering the underground palace.

As if to confirm this sentence, the chains that were originally wrapped around the white tiger were instantly shattered, leaving a dust on the ground.

In an instant, the white tiger broke free from the shackles, and rushed towards Jiang Changning with a roar, the tiger's mouth opened wide, revealing a cautious and wide mouth.

Standing in front of it, Jiang Changning looked like a tiny rabbit, which was completely covered by the rushing shadow in the blink of an eye.

"Trespasser, die—"

Baihu Xuying could only murmur this sentence over and over again, then waved his sharp claws and patted Jiang Changning.

Jiang Changning retreated quickly, pressing down on the falling shadow of the big claw, avoiding this huge blow.

When the difference in body size is huge, the only thing Jiang Changning can rely on is speed.

Now that there is no Zhexian, Jiang Changning took out the holy long sword borrowed from Qin Zheng, without the three moves given by Bai Han, and replaced it with extreme speed.

Jiang Changning swung his long sword and calmly observed the white tiger's every move.

The white tiger was attacking violently, waving its giant claws, and the place it passed was like a gust of wind, creating huge waves.

Jiang Changning once again retreated to dodge the attack. The white tiger missed with one claw, and the giant claw hit the ground, leaving a deep hole, and the wooden blocks of the floor were torn apart.

The white tiger is huge, and it only needs a little movement to squeeze nearly half of the space, which is very unfavorable to Jiang Changning.

In contrast, a large body means mobility difficulties.

Jiang Changning quickly calculated the speed of the white tiger's action and the strength of the blow, perfectly caught the moment when the phantom of the white tiger attacked, jumped up, and jumped onto the white tiger's shoulder.

"Roar--"

Being close to the body by a weak intruder is equivalent to being occupied by the enemy.

The white tiger phantom was furious, shaking its body fiercely, its vitality gathered around it, and the coercion comparable to that of a divine beast condensed on its shoulders.

The heavy coercion fell down like half a mountain, making Jiang Changning's breathing stuffy in his chest, and his breathing was difficult.

Under the coercion, Jiang Changning quickly adjusted his position, looking for the next place to stay.

But in just a short moment, Jiang Changning changed no less than five places, but resisting the coercion consumed nearly half of his energy.

While looking for the next place, Jiang Changning's brain was running fast, calculating various attack methods.

The white tiger phantom is not afraid of external attacks, and the blessing of the holy long sword can only speed up Jiang Changning's speed, but cannot help him defeat the white tiger phantom.

Jiang Changning hid at the waist of the white tiger.

The white tiger rolled its blood-red eyes, stared at Jiang Changning, then let out a low growl, gathered its energy and smashed at Jiang Changning heavily.

Jiang Changning gasped, and barely escaped the attack of vitality. His physical strength was being consumed rapidly, and he would surely die if he continued like this!

Thinking of this, Jiang Changning suddenly jumped up, heading straight for Baihu's eyes.

A red light suddenly appeared in the blood-red eyes of the white tiger phantom, and suddenly shot a red light, so fast that it left behind an afterimage like a bow and arrow.

Jiang Changning stopped again and again, only in time to avoid the important parts of the heart.

"brush!"

The red afterimage pierced Jiang Changning's shoulder, splashing out streaks of blood.

Jiang Changning snorted, then frowned.

He took a quick look at his shoulder, the small wound on his shoulder had scabbed over, no blood spattered, and it was covered with a layer of frost.

The frost didn't disappear, but devoured Jiang Changning's blood, expanding inward, forming a fist-sized ice cube in an instant.

After realizing that the abnormality of the wound was still expanding, Jiang Changning decisively mobilized Qing Shidu, who hovered on both sides of the wound, desperately fighting against the layer of frost.

After Qing Shidu was mobilized, the vitality in Jiang Changning's body was consumed again, and the remaining energy was not enough for him to resist for another quarter of an hour.

After a red light shot out, thousands of attacks followed, the red light was dense, suffocating like a spider's silk.

Jiang Changning retreated with a wry smile.

Having known Bai Han for so long, and using Zhexian for so long, why didn't he discover that Bai Han still has this trick?

The white tiger was still attacking. Under such a high-intensity attack, Jiang Changning couldn't dodge it, and there were three more scars on his body.

With every scar added, Jiang Changning's body will be covered with a layer of frost, followed by the crazy consumption of Qing Shidu.

Jiang Changning was working hard to maintain the balance of the battle. It wasn't until Baihu Xuying had no patience to shoot the red line again that Jiang Changning was able to catch his breath for a moment.

But after this move, Baihu Xuying was frighteningly calm.

Jiang Changning was gasping for breath, his brain was running fast.

Finally, the calm white tiger roared again.

This small area restricted his attack, but it did not prevent Jiang Changning from feeling the deterrence from the white tiger.

The vitality is twisting, and the air is drawn away.

space force.

This is space force!

Jiang Changning subconsciously held his breath.

I just feel that my side is full of dangerous and terrifying aura, as long as I move a little, I will be repelled by this space, which is weird.

Zhou Fang's vitality no longer belonged naturally, but was manipulated by others, and was stripped away from Jiang Changning's area bit by bit.

Jiang Changning straightened up before his vitality was completely withdrawn, he quickly looked around, and then his eyes fell on Baihu Xuying.

The blood-colored eyes of the white tiger phantom flickered wildly, like lightning before a storm was approaching, every time, without stopping.

"Intruder, die—"

The white tiger phantom repeated this sentence again, and then roared, and the red line that had just disappeared came back from all directions.

Tens of thousands, countless, densely packed like a blood-red world.

After the sound of the roaring tiger, the underground palace shook, and Jiang Changning couldn't stand still, feeling that the ground was shaking.

The red line came with a dangerous aura, and he subconsciously retreated, barely avoiding the one in the middle of his heart, but he only avoided that one.

In the next moment, he was like a rag doll, his body completely pierced by the red thread, torn to pieces.

The red thread pierced Jiang Changning's throat, blood splashed everywhere, and exploded in the air, staining every inch of the ground and every minute of air with the breath of blood.

The pain overflowed his throat, but Jiang Changning couldn't say a word.

He watched helplessly as the phantom of the white tiger crouched down and whispered in his ear: "Intruder, die—"

The stiff red thread penetrated Jiang Changning's body, suspended him in the air for a few moments, then turned into clear water and disappeared slowly.

After losing the painful support of the red line, Jiang Changning fell to the ground with a bang, blood splashed everywhere, and coquettish flowers bloomed on the ground.

Jiang Changning fell on his back, his eyes were blood red, his mouth opened and closed feebly, but he couldn't say a word, the pain hit him, and his body trembled unconsciously.

The scattered blood finally splashed on Baihu Xuying's body.

The roaring white tiger froze suddenly, and Xu Xu's nose moved slightly.

It slowly moved its blood-red eyes, and finally fixed on Jiang Changning.

It looked at the human body covered in blood holes on the ground and almost lost its vital signs, tilted its head in doubt, then lowered its eyes, stretched out its tongue to see through the phantom, and licked the blood that was too faint to be seen in the air.

It's a sweet, familiar smell.

The crimson in Baihu Xuying's eyes faded a little, and a golden color emerged.

It put its front legs together, squatted down cautiously, stretched out its tongue, and leaned towards the direction of the man who was lying on the ground.

Jiang Changning lay on his back.

After being eroded by frost, the meridians of the limbs are extremely fragile, and the slightest movement is like thin ice shattering.

He could clearly feel the blood in his body draining, and he could imagine the blood slowly flowing all over the ground, then eroded by the frost, and quickly condensed into ice.

In the end, even the sense of pain was covered by frost, until the limbs became numb and completely lost consciousness.

At this moment, Jiang Changning only has one pair of eyes that can be used.

He tried his best to turn his eyes, and shifted his gaze to the white tiger that was approaching him.

"You—hoh..."

Jiang Changning opened his mouth weakly, his throat was overflowing with blood, which made him frown in pain.

He closed his eyes, resisting the pain, and slowly opened his almond eyes, staring at the white tiger, the bottom of his eyes was still clear and calm.

Baihu Xuying lowered his head, trying to push him with the tip of his nose, but it passed through his shoulder.

Jiang Changning's blood flowed all over the ground, and the blood and vitality slowly dispersed in the air, causing Baihu Xuying's nose to twitch constantly, trying to get closer to Jiang Changning.

"Ow?"

Baihu's outstretched tongue passed through Jiang Changning again without touching anything, then he tilted his head and blinked his red eyes.

Jiang Changning looked at him, raised his stiff lips, and smiled at him.

Baihu Xuying had already calmed down, continued to blink, and yelled coquettishly: "Wow?"

Jiang Changning closed his eyes, and the Qingshidu that had been lurking in his body for a long time began to work.

Sorry.

But I want to take Bai Han home.

He looked at the phantom of the white tiger who had regained his composure, with a peaceful apology in his eyes.

In the next moment, Qing Shi's poison erupted, dispersing the frost wandering wantonly in Jiang Changning's body, and bursting out of Jiang Changning's body with an unstoppable vitality impact.

The coercion of the powerful mixture of toxin and vitality pressed all over Baihu Xuying's body, forcing it to cry out in pain, and backed up with its limbs in panic.

The green, blue, and gold three-color toxin light group has floated behind it, and began to twist and mix.

Baihu Xuying staggered and turned around, staring at Jiang Changning angrily, roaring angrily.

The three-color toxin light group exploded violently, and crazily swept into a whirlpool, devouring it all.

Baihu Xuying wanted to leave but it was too late.

Howling in pain, he was crushed into dots of white light under the strong attraction of the vortex, and gradually disappeared.

Jiang Changning watched steadily, and saw clearly the whole process of the white tiger's disappearance.

What Huo Lin said before he entered the underground palace reappeared: "You are a blood contract, maybe using blood can awaken some of its rationality, the more the better, the more you have, the greater your chances, and the greater the possibility of your death. "

"Uh..." Jiang Changning slowly closed his eyes, and the white tiger's roar of pain gradually diminished until he returned to calm.

The toxin vortex disappears.

The phantom of the white tiger also disappeared...

The figure of Huo Lin slowly emerged. He looked at the dots of white light floating in the air after the phantom of the white tiger was crushed, and then glanced at Jiang Changning, who was almost bleeding like a stream and was fighting with the force of toxins all over his body.

He laughed lowly, and murmured to himself as if he was talking to someone: "You won..."

The author says:

Next Chapter The Little White Tiger Goes Home——

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