I was vying for favor with four big daddy

Chapter 707
Tangtang: "..."

What is this for, rebellion?

They were not there just now, but now they are all there. What does it mean to stare at each other?
Ban Ban, who was standing at the front and in an attacking posture, was the first to react.

In an instant, the momentum of the Beastmaster disappeared, and he transformed into a big cat, rushing over with a whimper, and hugging Tangtang.

Tangtang was overturned by it directly in the snow, hugging its furry big head: "Okay, okay, Tangtang is fine, let me go first."

Scabbers held her like a cub, fearing that someone would snatch her away, and scraped the snow with his claws to bury her.

Tangtang hurriedly dug herself out of the pit:

"Ban Ban, don't make trouble, and there is little white flower, Jin Jin, you all stop, I'm going to see my brother, he's injured."

Finally freed from Banban's big claws, Tangtang slapped the snow on his head and looked around.

Sure enough, not far away, I saw a black figure lying down in the snow, as weak as a dead leaf, falling to the ground.

"Brother, brother—"

Tangtang was terrified, ran over step by step, picked him up, and rubbed his face vigorously: "Brother, wake up, don't scare Tangtang."

Yan Gui's eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, he was holding his saber in his hand, the tip of the saber was still smeared with bright red blood, and a large area of ​​the snow was also stained red.

Tangtang shed tears anxiously, hugged him a little tighter, and stuffed the hemostatic pill into his mouth:
"Brother, why are you so stupid, can you take carelessly? If Tangtang comes back later, you will die, do you know that?"

Yan Gui's breathing was extremely weak, but he held the scimitar tightly, and opened and closed his mouth lightly, not knowing what to say.

Tangtang lowered her head, put her ear close to his mouth and listened carefully.

Yan Gui's voice was so low that if he didn't pay attention, he would miss it: "...Sister, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, brother, no, no..."

Tangtang listened to it several times, her nose was already sore.

She wiped her eyes hard, and moved Yan Gui to Ban Ban:
"Don't be afraid of Tangtang, brother, don't be afraid either, Tangtang will take you to find Daddy Daddy, and the pain will be gone soon."

In Bu Chen's big tent, he was discussing with several great witches and Xue Hairong how to cure Feng Hanchu, when he looked up, he saw the tiger carrying Yan Gui back in.

There were a lot of charcoal pots burning in the big tent, and the smell of blood became stronger as they were fumigated by the heat.

"Young master, what's the matter, young master?"

The big witches were terrified, they gathered around one after another, hurriedly carried Yan Gui to the couch and laid it flat, and began to check his body.

Tangtang walked in from the outside, and briefly explained what happened just now: "I've checked, and my brother took blood from his heart, and there is no other trauma."

Heart and blood are extremely exhausting, especially for those who practice martial arts and techniques. If the consumption is not replenished in time, this person will be useless for the rest of his life.

There was an instant commotion in the big tent, Su Qingyun hurried over and took Tangtang's hand:

"That old bastard is really crazy, did it hurt you, little boy Tang, let Daddy have a look."

Tangtang hugged his big hand and rubbed it, comforting him and said: "Tangtang is fine, everything is fine, if it weren't for Master and brother, it would be very difficult for Tangtang to come back today."

Hearing what she said, Su Qingyun felt frightened for a while, hugged her and scolded Xiao Zhanye severely.

Yan Gui was temporarily rescued, but was seriously injured.

It wasn't until nightfall that he fed a bowl of medicine and his complexion improved, but he still didn't wake up.

After Tangtang came out from the handsome tent, she went straight to his big tent.

At first, he wondered whether Xiao Zhanye had done something to Xiao Yanxiu, but after exploring his consciousness, he was completely relieved.

She was lying beside Yan Gui's bed, staring at him without blinking:
"Brother Yangui, you should rest well, Tangtang will be guarding outside today, no one will disturb you."

Yan Gui lay quietly, moved his fingers twice, breathed lightly for a while, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

Tangtang concentrated her mind and practiced the Gu formation for a while, but she also felt drowsy when she heard the sound of the watch outside.

But my heart was beating suddenly, and I couldn't sleep well. I always felt that something was about to happen, which made me very irritable.

She swayed from the screen to the window, and from the window to the animal skin, lying sprawled, finally fell asleep, and suddenly opened her eyes.

Something is coming!
It seems that there are ferocious beasts coming out of the ground, gnawing at the dust and rocks frantically, trying to destroy everything, shaking the sky and shaking the mountains and seas.

There were strange ear-piercing noises near and far, one after another, high and low.

Countless voices were wailing and screaming, and they kept crying, which made people's hearts unbearable and their minds swollen.

All the sounds intertwined and gathered together are like magic sounds, which can make people vomit blood and die on the spot.

It's evil!
The evil army is coming!

This was the only thought in Tangtang's mind for an instant.

It came so fast, I thought Xiao Zhanye would hide them and throw out this trump card after a while, but it turned out that he was so impatient.

The damned old bastard!
Tangtang ran out of the tent with her skirt in her hand, and then ran back as if thinking of something, casually wrote a sealed letter and pressed it under Yan Gui's pillow.

Before leaving, she formed a magic circle inside and outside the big tent, and then she looked at the quiet and dark place around her with peace of mind, and whispered:

"Take care of your young master."

The apostles replied respectfully: "Yes."

After walking a few steps, I saw a large group of people rushing out in front of me.

Some were soldiers on night watch, and some just got up in the tents, and looked towards the muffled place.

"His Majesty--"

Generals and civil servants rushed over in a hurry, although they were flustered, they were still orderly.

Xuan Mo pressed the sword and looked back: "It's the evil army, it's here."

The darkness in the sky was constantly smashed by blue and purple lightning, and in every trace of light, there were countless black mist rolling and clamoring, in an endless stream.

They were entrenched in the sky above Futu City, and soon, the dark sky was forcibly lowered, as if it was on top of everyone's head.

"Report, report to His Majesty, Duke Jing'an—"

"The garrisons on the west, south, and north sides of the city have all withdrawn from the city tower, and more than a dozen people were injured by the vicious whistle. Mr. Xuehai has brought people to treat them."

The camp started to get busy in an instant, packing up the big tent, heavy weapons, and busy into a mess.

Tangtang didn't know how the general's father had explained such a strange thing to the three armies. Although the soldiers had frightened expressions on their faces, they were still orderly.

The evil spirit army in the sky was clamoring crazily, bringing a foul-smelling and disgusting wind and yellowish-black snowflakes, covering the entire camp in bursts.

(End of this chapter)