It was late at night, and the lights were still brightly lit inside and outside the tiger cage. The six tigers had not eaten for a day and were hungry. One of them finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up and quietly walked to the body of the tiger king. He opened his mouth and bit it, tearing off a large piece of it.
After eating a piece of meat, he quickly moved to the side and feasted.
The other tigers immediately became energetic. Seeing that the guy was okay with eating the corpse, they all got up and walked over, gathered around the corpse of their companion and started eating, tearing off pieces of meat from the tiger corpse and chewing greedily...
Similarly, these tigers also put survival first and have no choice but to eat the corpses of their companions in order to survive.
One night passed, Ximen Lang still lay there without moving, so that the tigers thought he was really dead, but they absolutely did not dare to step forward to test him.
It's autumn now, this is the northeastern region, and the temperature at night is very low. Ximen Lang was lying on the grass but didn't feel the slightest chill. The heat in his chest and abdomen was like a fire, which caused some small beads of sweat to appear on his face.
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He was lying there like this. At about ten o'clock in the morning, footsteps were heard outside the tiger cage. Qiao Yu'er came over surrounded by several followers. Seeing him lying there motionless, she felt puzzled and said to herself: "Hey, so fast.
Is he dead?"
"Fart, you're dead!"
Ximenlang cursed angrily, stood up, and quickly ran to a place five feet away, easily knocking a tiger to the ground. The tiger immediately expected that it would have an extremely tragic end, and shook its head vigorously.
It kicks its legs and wag its tail, struggles, roars angrily, and calls for support from its companions.
However, the other tigers were obviously afraid of Ximen Lang, who was comparable to the devil. They did not dare to step forward and looked at everything that happened in front of them indifferently.
After a small test of his skills, Ximen Lang felt that his skills had increased significantly compared to yesterday, and he was a little surprised. It seems that this tiger blood and tiger meat are really precious and will be of great benefit to my practice. He waved his right arm,
The palm of his hand was like a knife, and he cut the tiger's throat, then lowered his head and put his mouth to it and drank the tiger's blood...
"It's truly a beast..." Qiao Yu'er frowned, not wanting to see this scene again, and turned around to leave.
After Ximenlang drank the tiger's blood, he ate raw tiger meat and lay down on the ground to rest after eating and drinking. Half an hour later, he felt that the scorching temperature in his belly was getting higher and higher, rising several times, extremely
It was uncomfortable, so he had to sit up and practice exercises to resolve the burning heat. Obviously, these burning heat are manifestations of energy. After being purified by exercises, his skills continued to grow.
In the next few days, Qiao Yu'er would come to the tiger cage every morning to take a look and see if Ximen Lang was dead. However, every time she came over, she would see that ragged guy who looked like a primitive man, and he was still quite happy. The tiger in the cage
But it's getting less and less.
In the blink of an eye, on the seventh day, Ximen Lang killed the last tiger, drank the blood and ate the meat, and immediately began to practice. He knew in his heart that this was the last day of his life, and he had to take advantage of the little he had left.
Time has allowed Hunyuan Gong to advance by leaps and bounds, reaching the eighth level.
Unfortunately, even though Ximen Lang spent a whole morning trying to reach the eighth level of Hunyuan Gong, he failed to achieve his goal. Every time, he seemed to have insufficient stamina at critical moments, so he had to give up.
Ximenlang stood up and looked around. In addition to those white bones, he saw a few more tiger corpses. He sighed in his heart, maybe there will be another corpse here tomorrow, and that is mine!
To his surprise, Qiao Yu'er didn't come over today to see if he was dead. She was probably tired of always coming back disappointed every time.
The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, and the golden sunshine shines down like sharp arrows. It is a rare good weather.
Ximenlang was a little thirsty. He walked to the sink, which was much larger than the bathtub, put his head to the water pipe and drank cold water. After drinking the water, when he looked up, he caught a glimpse of his reflection on the water.
Zi was stunned.
Who is that? His face is covered in blood and his hair is unkempt. He looks almost human-like. He is clearly the sloppiest beggar. Is this still me?
The young man shook his head gently. It is true that the environment makes a person. Unexpectedly, my glorious image would no longer turn into what I am now. After I arrived in the underworld with this bad appearance, those female ghosts were still far away. Who would want to
I can't deal with a dirty and smelly boy. I'll clean up before I die.
Thinking of this, Ximen Lang pulled off all the tattered clothes on his body, not even leaving the shorts underneath, and jumped naked into the sink. With a splash, water splashed everywhere, and he held his breath and sank to the bottom of the water. He thought, since
I came here naked, so I’ll leave naked, that’s fine, no worries or worries!
Although I thought so in my heart, it is definitely not easy to be truly carefree. The face of his mother first appeared in Ximen Lang's mind, and he couldn't get rid of it, and then came many relatives, many wives, and many brothers.
…
A colorful cloud floated in the distance, getting closer and closer. It turned out to be a beautiful girl walking over holding a parasol. She had a snow-white face and sky-blue eyes. From this alone, you could tell that she was from the Xiaotian Gang.
The fourth boss, Qiao Yuer.
Because she went to the hospital in the morning to visit Qiao Heng, who was seriously injured and was gradually improving, Qiao Yuer came a little later today, and now she came here at noon. The weather was hot, so she held a parasol. As for her clothes, she was even cooler, she was only wearing a
Pink sleeveless cheongsam, top
Decorated with white floral flowers, it is bulging in the front and high in the back, with graceful curves. Two jade arms are as tall as snow lotus roots, and long beautiful legs flash from time to time. On the feet are high-heeled sandals, nails
Painted pink and crystal clear like agate, it shows the style of a beauty.
When she arrived outside the tiger cage, Qiao Yuer looked over with bright eyes. She couldn't help but be shocked. Why was there only the tiger's body left? What about that boy? Did he escape? This was terrible! She knew in her heart that there were a hundred tigers and there was no such thing as that boy.
The harm is great. If he is allowed to escape, she will never have a good life in the future.
For a moment, cold sweat broke out on Qiao Yuer's pretty face. She hurriedly searched the tiger cage, and finally stopped at the big water tank, thinking that there was absolutely no way he could escape, and he was probably hiding here.
In order to find out, Qiao Yuer waited outside the tiger cage and stared at it without blinking.
Unknowingly, more than an hour passed. Qiao Yuer was wondering, could it be that I made a mistake and he was not inside?
Suddenly, there was a sound of splashing, and a naked young man stood up in the sink. He was as fit as a sculpture, with bulging muscles and water droplets rolling on his fair skin. The most terrible thing was that there was a terrifying...