Chapter 15 Blocking

"Bah, ah..."

While Zhou Qi spit out the brain and blood of the scorpion-tailed tiger splashed in his mouth, he couldn't stop vomiting. The smell of scorpion-tailed tiger's brain and blood was really not good.

Looking at the scorpion-tailed tiger that fell to the ground and twitched from time to time, Zhou Qi suddenly sat on the ground, and even the brain and blood on his body could not be cleaned up. This blow consumed all his strength. The spiritual power stored in the body of the five spirit fists was exhausted.

"Wow...Wow..."

Lying on the ground, Zhou Qi took a big breath of fresh air. The blow just now was really dangerous. If it hadn't been for the unparalleled strength of Jin Lingquan, it would never have been possible to break the hard skull of the scorpion-tailed tiger so easily. If you don't solve the scorpion-tailed tiger as soon as possible and form a war of attrition, I'm afraid that these micro-spiritual forces you practiced will The scorpion-tailed tiger drags down, and I'm afraid it will become a good meal for the scorpion-tailed tiger.

At this time, because of the existence of the scorpion-tailed tiger, there was no large beast on the top of Qingyang Mountain, and he was not afraid that Zhou Qi would be picked up by other beasts.

This lay last night. In the early morning of the next day, Zhou Qicai woke up and sat up with pain all over. He had not felt this feeling for three years. It can be seen that yesterday's World War I did consume all his strength and his physical load was serious.

I found a clear stream, washed myself thoroughly, washed my clothes, steamed them with fire, and roasted a few fat fish in the stream and ate them for breakfast. After doing this, Zhou Qi came to the body of the scorpion-tailed tiger.

How to transport such a huge corpion-tailed tiger body back is a problem. Zhou Qi scratched his head. The scorpion-tailed tiger is full of treasures. The tail needle, tiger claws, tiger teeth, tiger skin, tiger meat and tiger bones are all very useful, but he can't use the storage bag now. This huge thing weighing about two tons is really difficult to deal with. What to give up? He can't bear it.

I sat on the ground and thought for a long time, but I didn't think of a good way. I was arrogant and decided to work recklessly. His current strength is nothing to lift ten thousand catties of boulder. Therefore, he decided to drag the scorpion-tailed tiger back to Wuxing Mountain. Anyway, with his strength, he is competent enough to do it. It is better to wait until late at night.

After another day's rest, during this period, he practiced a five-spirit fist as usual. He took time to find Xiao Huang who was staying at the foot of the mountain. When Xiao Huang saw the body of the scorpion-tailed tiger, he was still scared like a soft-footed shrimp, which made Zhou Qi despise him and forced Xiao Huang to drink a few mouthfuls of the blood of the scorpion-tailed tiger. Xiao Huang was not very afraid of the smell of the scorpion-tailed tiger. .

Late at night, Zhou Qi, who was meditizing, got up, grabbed the tail of the scorpion-tailed tiger, and suddenly exerted his strength. The huge body of the scorpion-tailed tiger moved. Zhou Qi pulled the tail of the scorpion-tailed tiger and ran down the mountain. Along the way, the noise was huge. The rocks and broken wood flew together, and the birds danced with dust, which opened up a Yangguan Avenue up and down the mountain.

He rushed all the way. After a short time, Zhou Qi dragged the scorpion-tailed tiger to the foot of the mountain. When he passed by Dujia Village, he thought of the old man who was kissed by a tiger and said in his heart: "Old man, I have avenged you, and the hidden danger of Dujia Village has also been eliminated. Rest in peace."

He didn't stop at Dujiazhuang. He walked all the way to Wuxing Mountain. The dust rose behind him, like a rolling dragon. Xiao Huang drank the blood of the scorpion-tailed tiger. He was energetic and had nowhere to vent. He ran to the front to lead the way.

"Wu that boy, stop."

Zhou Qi was dragging the scorpion-tailed tiger to Wuxing Mountain, and suddenly shouted loudly, a very rude voice, which broke the tranquility of the night sky. Hearing the sound, Zhou Qi looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

Although it was late at night, with Zhou Qi's eyesight, he could clearly see that there were three lights flying towards him. The speed was very fast. In one breath, the three lights fell in front of Zhou Qi. They were actually three monks flying with swords.

The three monks, one of whom is about 17 or 18 years old, wears a gorgeous brocade suit, is tall, has a white face and an extraordinary temperament, but his narrow eyes shine evil light, but it brings a hint of sinister feeling to this person.

The other two were dressed in blue, half of the monk in the middle, like two servants. The three of them dropped the sword light and put the flying sword into the storage ring.

The young man in brocade clothes held a folding fan in his hand, which seemed to be a little literary and elegant, but no one appreciated it on the mountain road in the middle of the night.

The young man in brocade stopped Zhou Qi and didn't say anything. He folded a fan in his hand and pointed to him. A follower behind him said, "Kid, what's behind you?"

As soon as Zhou Qi heard this voice, his voice that he just drank was obviously from this person's mouth.

"Who are you? Why did you stop me?"

"Kid, you don't deserve to know who we are. Let me ask you, what you are dragging behind you is a scorpion-tailed tiger."

"That's good. What's the problem?"

"What's the problem, boy? Do you dare to ask any questions? You stole my son's prey and dare to ask any questions. I think you are impatient to live." The follower said rudely.

"What, what evidence do you think I stole your son's prey?" As soon as Zhou Qi heard this, he immediately understood what the other party was thinking. He just wanted to rob the scorpion-tailed tiger.

"The evidence is that the three of us master and servant chased here. This scorpion-tailed tiger was seriously injured by my son. Isn't it enough for the three of us to chase here?"

"Oh..." Zhou Qi sneered, "This scorpion-tailed tiger has died for a day and a night. When did your son seriously injured the scorpion-tailed tiger?"

"This...? My son was seriously injured by the scorpion-tailed tiger the day before yesterday. Yesterday, the scorpion-tailed tiger was seriously injured and died, and you picked it up. Don't you admit it?

"What a sharp tooth, let me ask you, where is your son seriously injured the scorpion-tailed tiger, and where is the fatal injury of the scorpion-tailed tiger?"

"This..." Qingyi's follower couldn't say.

"Stupid, what do you do when you talk to him so much uselessly? This scorpion-tailed tiger is naturally my son's thing. Why do you talk so much with him?" The brocade man looked unhappy and opened his mouth to scold him.

"Yes, prince." Qingyi and Ban Dun suddenly sweated on their foreheads.

"Kid, you also heard what my son just said. If you are sensible, put down the scorpion-tailed tiger and get out of here, and you can still save your life. Otherwise, next year's today will be your memorial day."

"What are you? You're just a dog slave, and you dare to take my life." Zhou Qi had never seen such an unreasonable person, and he was immediately angry.

"Kid, how dare you scold me? You're dead today." After saying that, you have to fit and jump on it.

"slow."

Mr. Jinyi casually spit out a word.

Qingyi and Ben suddenly restrained their bodies like pug, obediently retreated behind Mr. Jinyi, and lowered their eyebrows and stopped talking. They were really like the dog slave Zhou Qi just said.

The brocade boy paced for two steps. He waved the folding fan with his right hand and gently hit the palm of his left hand. He thought he was a demeanor, but he gave Zhou Qi a sense of being frivolous.

"Little brother, what's your name? Look at the little brother who is also a practitioner. I don't know who the teacher is. Maybe I know your teacher." Mr. Jinyi had a friendly smile on his face and looked polite.

"If you have anything to say, please say it directly. Don't beat around the bush. My master is a distraction. He must be unfamiliar with the prince, so there is no need to say that he knows it with the prince." Zhou Qi looked at the hypocritical smile of Mr. Jinyi and said bluntly.

"Bold!"

"Wolite!"

Mr. Jinyi hasn't said anything yet, but the two Qingyi's follower behind him scolded Zhou Qi in unison. This is probably the so-called dog's power.

The brocade boy touched a nail, and the smile on his face was a little stiff: "Well, since the little brother is so happy, I will say it directly that the little brother's scorpion-tailed tiger is useful to me. I think..."

"It's not for sale." Zhou Qi didn't wait for Mr. Jinyi to finish speaking, so he interrupted Mr. Jinyi's words.

"The little brother misunderstood me. I didn't want the little brother to sell it to me, but the little brother to give it to me." Mr. Jinyi shook his head and stared at Zhou Qi.

"You are not my grandson. Why should I give you something?" Zhou Qi looked at the brocade man and said lightly.

The smile on Mr. Jinyi's face suddenly restrained, and his face was blue. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, boy, you have guts. You have angered me. I will make you regret coming to this world. No one dares to talk to me like this."

Mr. Jinyi seems to have been insulted like this for the first time. He turned around angrily: "I'm going to do it myself today to let you know what kind of person can't be provoked."

After saying that, as soon as he raised his hand, a touch of autumn water-like light rose from the brocade boy's storage ring, pointing far away at Zhou Qi.