A group of strongmen made a fire and barbecued meat in the woods.

The thick smoke mixed with the aroma of meat made the leaves smell fragrant. Dozens of strong men were laughing and eating meat and drinking. There were six boxes and large bags of goods piled on the cart next to them. The animal skeletons with the meat removed were thrown aside.

The weather was hot, and the bones were covered with dense mung bean flies.

The chirping cicadas are particularly noisy in the mountains, and the harsh sunlight makes the stones hot and the grass leaves listless.

I don’t know when thick clouds appeared, blocking the originally bright sunshine.

The bandits, who were eating meat and drinking wine, didn't notice that the cicadas had stopped chirping, and the only sound left in the forest was their shouts.

By the time the bandits realized something was wrong, it was already too late. They were blocked in front and behind, and the opponent's sword-clad and calm aura was definitely not comparable to that of the policemen in the towns.

"The officers and soldiers are here! Copy the guy!"

The bandits hurriedly picked up their tattered weapons and faced off nervously, only to find that the other party was not in a hurry to take action.

The guards of the princess palace surrounded the bandits, and the guards in the direction they came from moved to both sides. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and the dead leaves flew around.

The giant tiger appeared, leaving mud puddles after the tiger's claws walked through it.

Walking through the guards, he appeared in front of the frightened bandits. The bandits were so frightened that their hands and feet were weak and could not lift their weapons. The size of the giant tiger was beyond their imagination, especially when the tiger held his accomplice who was standing guard in the distance in its mouth.

How can I not be afraid?

Bai Yujun, who was sitting on the tiger's back, felt that the bandits were very noisy.

"Shut up."

I'm still crying for my father and mother, asking for blessings from all kinds of gods and goddesses. It's true that tigers have left such a profound impression on mankind.

Fat Tiger can't stand it anymore. This is simply ignoring the majesty of the boss. We must not encourage this unhealthy trend! It needs to be cured!

The tiger roars over the hills with its bloody mouth open.

"Ouch!"

In an instant, the sound of crackling wings was heard in the mountains, and birds were flying around, and animals were frightened.

The bandits all fell back, and the timid ones passed out immediately. The strong men knocked over the cart box and overturned it. The broken silver and copper coins inside were scattered on the floor. After the tiger roared, the sound was not as noisy as before.

Bai Yujun curled his lips.

"You are quite courageous. You dared to rob someone even though you knew it was the Princess Mansion's caravan. I really thought these were troubled times. Remember, I only have the final say whether this world is in chaos or not."

Stomping his feet, Fat Tiger lowered himself, and Bai Yujun slid down skillfully.

"Isn't it good to have fair trade? If you want money, just get it by paying."

"Not only did you rob me of my money, but you also slaughtered the cattle in my territory. You don't care how the farmers live without their cattle, but I do. I have to buy calves and send them away. Alas, I really don't have much money."

"It would be a waste to kill you. I slap you first, then send you to build roads. You will be free in ten years."

As soon as he finished speaking, the guards all rolled up their sleeves and smiled grimly, and tied them all neatly with iron ropes and shackles.

Bai Yujun walked to the overturned bullock cart, squatted down, picked up a copper coin, took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully and carefully until it was shiny and reflective, then he put it in his pocket with satisfaction.

The guards were very efficient. After locking up the bandits, they also found the bandit leader and the dog-headed military advisor.

Fat Tiger walked up to the two of them and lowered his head to sniff the scent.

The two of them were stiff and did not dare to move, letting the hot air hit their faces, and the strong pressure was suffocating.

Maybe it tasted bad, so Fat Tiger shook his big head and made earth-burying movements with his front paws...

The tiger's head left, and the two of them were so frightened that their eyes widened and their bodies became limp.

As a result, the slaps made the world spin and ears buzzed, and the guards fired their bows left and right without mercy. He could have been enjoying the coolness in the house and eating ice cream, but he ran for dozens of miles to catch the thief on a hot day. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

The bandits were beaten with bruises and faces, and they groaned and reloaded the money and goods into the truck. Without animals, they could only pull them in front and push them in the back.

The guards escorted the bandits and goods back home.

Bai Yujun rode a fat tiger over the mountains to see the madness of the evil priest and solve the war.

Before the results of the imperial investigation came out, Bai Yujun wanted to confirm something. When he scanned the occupied county, there was a blurry scene. There was something that could block the dragon's true eye. It was probably similar to what he had found in the statue before. He had to confirm it again.

Just fine.

It needs to be confirmed in person whether it is a crystal wrapped with an unknown substance.

The scenery on both sides of the road swept back quickly.

Imperial officers and soldiers can be seen everywhere along the way. All kinds of pre-war materials have been arranged in advance. Officers and soldiers are gathering one after another. More refugees are seen. The war has displaced countless people. Fortunately, Bai Bai is here. It is foreseeable that

The appearance of a true dragon will make suffering disappear.

Fat Tiger ran quickly, passing by officers, soldiers and refugees, crossing the fence of the checkpoint, and running through the wilderness where patrols from both sides frequently clashed.

Bai Yujun felt the bumps and winds blowing in his face, and saw the desolation along the way.

The Fat Tiger ran rampant, no matter whether it was three or five bandit soldiers or a hundred-man army, he just ran on the flat road and charged savagely if he didn't get out of the way.

After crossing the mountains, I saw dark clouds in the basin surrounded by mountains ahead.

Bai Yujun frowned.

That was not a dark cloud of water vapor, but thick smoke generated by burning that lingered over the county town. You could smell a faint smell of tobacco oil.

Use a piece of cloth to make a simple mask and cover your mouth and nose.

There were many people bustling on the road ahead. The bandit soldiers waved whips and swords to drive away the crowd. The frightened men, women and children were driven forward with sharpened sticks in their hands, stumbling with despair in their eyes. Suddenly, they heard a bang bang sound,

Then I saw the big insect coming towards me...

Bai Yujun could only ask Fat Tiger to avoid the crowd, leave the road and jump into the trampled rice fields.

When passing by the side of the crowd, Bai Yujun glanced at the people who were being driven away, and he hated the bandits even more from the bottom of his heart. This was a common tactic used by the rebels when fighting the imperial army. They used the lives of the people to consume the arrows and physical strength of the officers and soldiers, although it was despicable.

But very effective.

Tiger Claw stepped onto the official road again, and the ashes he saw before his eyes were like snow, and the smell of burnt and putrid odor kept irritating his nostrils.

Adjust the direction and rush towards the high platform.

The fields ahead were full of dilapidated shacks and a mess, and it was difficult to tell the difference between bandits and civilians.

The high platform is located in the middle of countless shacks, and the statues of gods on the high platform can be vaguely seen.

There are many crows in the distant county town, either circling in the sky or landing on the dilapidated city gate tower. Bai Yujun hopes that there will be as many as possible, so that they can at least eat more carrion and avoid the breeding of germs.

There was a loud roar from the bandit camp.

"Who the hell is breaking into our rebel camp! Stop it quickly!"

Five figures jumped up, three martial arts masters and two monks in the Qi refining stage, rushing over with solemn expressions.

Fat Hu ignored them and just rushed towards the high platform made of wood. Bai Yujun glanced at the five people and said one word with his lips lightly parted.

"wind."

It only took a moment for the hurricane to form, and the five people were hit head-on by the strong wind, screaming and flying backwards.

Fat Tiger jumped over the shabby shacks, and soon came to the bottom of the high platform. Bai Yujun took out the paper umbrella and opened it with a sound, and was carried by the paper umbrella to fly. Fat Tiger faced the bandit masters who rushed over, biting his claws.

Slapping its tail and scissoring it, the giant beast rubbed it hard and either killed or injured it.

Bai Yujun floated up to the high platform with an expressionless face. He touched the ground with his toes first and then slowly stood up. He held an umbrella and stared at the head of the statue.

It feels very uncomfortable, similar to the crystal I found before.

He lowered his head and looked down. The fat tiger was killing everyone in a majestic manner, so that no one in the bandit army could get close to the high platform.

Looking back, there was a man in a mask and robe standing on the other side of the high platform, with only his two eyes exposed.
Chapter completed!