The bone claw was successfully inserted into a tiger's eye, and the tiger's left eye was inserted into pieces. It wailed and lifted its body hard, trying to throw the bone monster on its back out.

How could Qin Lang let it succeed? He raised his right claw and inserted it hard into the black tiger's neck, tearing the tiger's skin and inserting it into its muscles.

The black tiger was in severe pain, raised its thick black tiger tail, and suddenly thrust towards its back.

Qin Lang heard the sound of wind behind him and guessed that the black tiger used its tail to attack, and also used its tail to face it. His tail was just a tail bone, and its strength could not compete with the long tail of the Black Tiger Iron Whip. The two tails collided together, and Qin Lang's tail bone was broken inch by inch, and the tail bone fell all over the ground.

The black tiger could not get rid of Qin Lang, so he could only roll on the spot, forcibly twisted his neck and opened his white nipples to bite Qin Lang. Qin Lang still had a white bone pen in his mouth, and could not open his mouth. In fact, even if he could bite, he could not bite the black tiger.

With a wave of his left claw, he wanted to stab the black tiger directly into its throat while it opened his mouth, which resulted in his life. Qin Lang's attack was very risky, mainly because he thought that the black tiger's left eye was blinded by him, and his reaction would be relatively slow, and his chance of success would be very high, but he still underestimated the Black Tiger's reaction speed.

The left claw reached the mouth of Heihu, but before he could go deeper, he was bitten by Heihu. The tiger's amazing biting force bit the front claw that was penetrated into his mouth and bit it into two pieces.

Qin Lang raised his right claw, pointed it at Heihu's right ear and slashed it hard, and half of his bone claws were pulled into the ear door.

The severe pain made the tiger desperately break free from Qin Lang. It no longer cared about entanglement with Qin Lang, and ran away wailingly. This was a monster and did not attack according to the routine.

Normal tigers are all three open and upright killer moves, one pounce, one blow, one lift, and one cut. Was this guy a tiger a tigress in his lifetime, both thrusting his eyes, purging his ears, catching, and scratching his teeth. He is too unmanly, too unauthoritative, and does not talk about tiger morality!

I really can't stand it anymore, so I'd better run away as soon as possible.

The black tiger, which lost one eye, ran away in shame with its tail. Qin Lang had only three of its four bone claws. It was originally quite stable to hit the ground, but now it suddenly lost its balance. It had never tried walking on three legs in the past and could not walk in a straight line at all.

"Brother!" Baihu Xuewu ran over happily.

Qin Lang cannot speak out.

When Xue Wu saw him, she was moved and sad. If it weren't for her own sake, he wouldn't have become like this. She said softly: "You don't have to be afraid, I will definitely repair you."

Qin Lang sighed secretly, the word "六" is used so well. It seems that Xue Wu still regards herself as a machine.

The limping Xue Wu accompanied the limping Qin Lang back to the place where the bones were everywhere. Xue Wu asked Qin Lang to lower his head, put it on his skull and smell it, and then spit out a blue light ball the size of a longan.

The light ball spiraled into the pile of white bones and turned into a blue vortex of light flow. Wherever the light flow swirl vortex went, the broken bones belonging to Qin Lang rose one after another and entered the vortex. As more and more bones, the vortex became larger and larger.

Xue Wu spit out another yellow cloth bag, which floated in the air, aiming at the blue light flow vortex. The light flow vortex that was rotating with countless broken bones was already nearly one meter high, and the widest diameter was more than three feet.

This small cloth bag is only the size of a normal purse, but the blue light vortex flew towards the small cloth bag. The tail end first entered the small cloth bag, and then the whole thing shrank in. When the light vortex rolled up the bones and entered the small cloth bag, the pocket mouth was automatically closed.

Xue Wu held the small cloth bag in her mouth and said to Qin Lang: "Let's go!"

Qin Lang looked at Xue Wu and wanted to ask where he went, but unfortunately the Zhenyin Butterfly Drum was destroyed and could not make any sound.

Xue Wu understood what he meant: "Go and fix you."

Qin Lang and Xue Wu limped at the bottom of the valley. When dawn came, they finally arrived at the destination of the trip, Qiandou Abyss.

This is a grassy house. There is a small lotus pond in front of the grassy house. There are many crooked willow trees planted beside the lotus pond.

Qin Lang was surprised that it was already August, and the lotus flowers in the lotus pond were still blooming brightly, and there was even a small lotus showing its sharp corners, and there was no sign of decline at all. It was just that the weather was too dark, with dense clouds, and the lotus pond with clear red and green distinctions did not see brightness, but it showed a strange and charming beauty.

An old lady with white hair was sitting in front of the grass house, sewing clothes, looking very focused, as if she was unaware of the arrival of Qin Lang and Xuewu.

Walking onto the pier leading to the grass house, Xue Wu seemed a little hesitant, and after hesitating for a moment, he walked over.

Qin Lang followed her.

The old lady picked up the steel needle and rubbed it on her hair, and said in a strange voice: "I thought you were dead outside."

"Grandma, I know I'm wrong." It turned out that the white-haired old lady was actually Xue Wu's grandma.

Qin Lang thought to himself that Xue Wu was a white fox, so her grandmother must be an old fox, but this old lady has a profound Taoist practice and can already transform into a human form. Anyway, she cannot see her true form from her own perspective.

Old Lady Sang continued to lower her head and sew her clothes: "Since you're leaving, why are you coming back?"

Xue Wu said: "Grandma, this time I was almost killed by those bad monks on the mountain. Fortunately, my brother helped me."

Old Mrs. Sang snorted coldly and said, "How many times have you said that those monks don't have a good person? Don't go to the mountain or go to the mountain. You just don't listen and have to die on the mountain to be willing to be willing to die? Brother? Where did you come from? Just this monster that is neither human nor ghost?"

Old Mrs. Sang threw the needlework in her hand into the basket, got up and came to Qin Lang, reached out and patted his bare head: "Human head and tiger body? It's really a monster. Do you know that he has lost two souls?"

Qin Lang pointed out the key point as soon as he heard that Old Lady Sang opened her mouth. The old fox fairy had such a great eye. She could tell at a glance that the White Jade Palace needed to rely on a green jade hairpin to identify.

"Grandma, don't you often say that you must be clear about your grudges and grudges, and you must repay the kindness of someone who is favored by others?"

Old Mrs. Sang rolled her eyes: "You are not a human being!"

Xue Wu begged, "Grandma, just save him once and give him a complete body." She put a small cloth bag containing Qin Lang's bone fragments on the ground.

"Your child is too kind. He is a human being, we are demons, and people's hearts are sinister. Don't look at him saving you now, he may harm you in the future."

"Brother doesn't know!"

Old Mrs. Sang said, "Come in with me, I have something to ask you alone."

Xue Wu asked Qin Lang to wait outside and followed his grandma into the grass house.

Qin Lang saw that Old Lady Sang seemed to have prejudice against humans, and there seemed to be some generation gap between her and her granddaughter.

Qin Lang couldn't figure it out. Xue Wu knew that the mountain was dangerous, so why did she risk going up the mountain? It is said that each family has a difficult sutra, and it seems that the demon clan is no exception.

After entering the grass house, Old Lady Sang sighed and said, "Are you injured?"

Xue Wu said: "It's okay."

Old Mrs. Sang squatted down and picked her up. Although her expression was still severe, she couldn't help but show her concern in her eyes: "Let me see."

Her hand held Xue Wu's front legs, and a golden light shone in her palm. Xue Wu's injured front legs healed immediately. Old Mrs. Sang's healing spell was very powerful, and she had reached the level of fifth-grade second-class in terms of treatment alone.

Therapists are divided into seven grades according to their ability. First-grade therapists can cure the disease by medicine, second-grade therapists can cure the disease by hand, third-grade therapists can cure all kinds of treatments, fourth-grade therapists can save lives and heal the wounded by national medicine, fifth-grade therapists can make dead bones more flesh in the master realm, sixth-grade therapists can make dry bones raw meat in the master realm, and seventh-grade therapists can get back to life when they reach the Star Realm.

Old Mrs. Sang gritted her teeth and said, "Those damn monks are really cruel to a child." She picked up Xue Wu and put them on her body. Two lines of clear tears could not be suppressed.

Xue Wu said, "Grandma, I'm sorry, I will never go to the mountain again." She stretched out her front paws to wipe away the tears for her grandma.

Old Mrs. Sang wiped away her tears and said blaming herself: "It's still my fault. If I didn't tell you that, it wouldn't have disrupted your mood and made your cultivation stop moving forward, otherwise you should have cultivated into a human form long ago."
Chapter completed!