Hurry up, don't shut yourself down, Your Highness

Chapter 392 Fengjun Running with the Ball (7)

Zhao Lei didn't expect that the other party still had the strength to resist, and was unable to dodge in time, and was pierced into the flesh by the sharp blade.

"Ah—you Betty!"

Enduring the stinging pain from the wound, she raised her hand to slap the boy's tender cheek with her face full of gloom.
However, the crisp sound did not sound.

Jing Cheng suddenly pulled out the dagger in his hand, and kicked the bleeding wound on the woman in front of him viciously.

Zhao Lei's whole body was kicked away, and she was in severe pain. She let out a low cry and lay on the ground twitching continuously.

The woman she called the head just now smiled lowly, and a little interest flashed in the bottom of her eyes: "As expected of being the son of General Jing, I really underestimated you, let's all go together."

"Yes."

Jing Cheng looked warily at the men in black who kept surrounding him, his mind was running fast, looking for a way out of the siege.

really can't, just
A cold light flashed in front of him, he leaned back, narrowly avoided the long sword swung by the woman, and immediately swept his leg and kicked her in the face.

From the side, another punch came.
Just as Jing Cheng grabbed the man's fist, before he had time to fight back, he found that his right wrist was firmly held by another woman in black.

Four punches were hard to beat with two hands, and his sea of ​​qi was destroyed, those few blows just now were the limit.

He was about to be caught, Jing Cheng gritted his teeth, his heart skipped a beat, and he took a few steps back in secret, just about to drag these people into the bottomless ravine behind him.

At this time, a trembling roar of a tiger suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Ow—"

The movements of the hands of the women in black paused slightly, and they turned their heads to look.

There is a big "King" character on the forehead, black and yellow patterns all over the body, and a majestic tiger with strong limbs comes into view.

The tiger was looking at them fiercely, with a vicious roar coming from its throat.

It, when did it appear?

"Head, yes, it's a beast, let's go!"

The woman holding the boy's hand narrowed her eyes slightly, and quickly made a decision in her heart.

She suddenly raised her hand and pushed Jing Cheng's back hard.

Seeing the boy's body swaying, he leaned forward and rushed towards the huge body of the tiger.

"Everyone, retreat."

A few people left the boy behind, and hurried towards the original road as if fleeing for their lives.

Jing Cheng's heart tightened, and he was about to meet the sharp claws of the tiger, so he closed his eyes unwillingly.

Of course.
The pain never came.

He slowly opened his eyes, only to see the ferocious tiger disappear inexplicably.

In front of him was replaced by a milk cat.

Looking at the fluffy ball on the ground, a strange light flickered in the boy's usually cold eyes.

Sensing His Highness's gaze, a certain steamed stuffed bun gritted his teeth, still proudly flaunting his prestige.

The body suddenly lightened.

steamed stuffed bun:"!!!"

what's the situation?
Woah!

How did it get back to its original shape so quickly?

The fierce tiger just now was actually Baozi's transformation. It looked ferocious, but it was actually a paper tiger. Luckily, it scared those people away.

It just consumes too much energy, and it is currently unable to contact the host remotely.

Suddenly, the boy's white and slender hands touched the cat wantonly.

Steamed Bun had a bitter face, it kind of understood the host's feelings.

Feeling the struggle of the milk cat in his arms, Jing Cheng's eyes dimmed, his hands tightened slightly, and he kept smoothing the fur.

"Ahhh, Your Highness, let me go."

It also has to go back to find the host!

No, they all have to go back!
However, Jing Cheng was completely unaware of the cry in the milk cat's heart, and slowly walked towards the long ravine not far away.

Looking down, it is bottomless and mysterious.

The corners of the young man's lips were slightly raised, his crimson lips parted slightly, and he murmured: "The legendary ghost valley is here?"

　Clang clang clang ~ The cubs of the hero and heroine are about to debut.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)