"Bang!"

The tiger hit the ground suddenly, making a dull sound, and its huge body twitched for a few times, gradually disappearing. The tiger's mouth was still wide, but a feather arrow was inserted into its throat, bleeding, and soon a pool of dizzy in the snow.

Mo Ran fell to the ground and gasped. He only glanced at the dead tiger and then withdrew his gaze. The steaming scarlet blood made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Mo Ran, are you okay?" Several people rushed over at the same time. Zhang Ting nervously checked Mo Ran. Seeing that she had been sitting on the ground and couldn't even pull her up, she suddenly became anxious, "Where are you injured? Could it be that she broke it?"

Mo Ran waved his hand and said reluctantly: "You should be quiet first."

Zhang Ting wanted to ask, but Zhang Ke stopped him. Zhang Ke put away the knife with his backhand, squatted down and held Mo Ran's wrist, and let it go after a few seconds, "I've been overdrawn in my physical strength, nothing big."

"Zhang Ke, are you sure?" Zhang Ting asked immediately.

Zhang Ke glanced at her, threw the bag on his back to Zhang Ting, ignored her, turned his back to Mo Ran, "Come up."

Mo Ran took a look and said, "Are you going to carry me?"

Zhang Ke's voice came from the front, "Can you still leave now?"

Hearing this, Mo Ran said nothing. She was indeed almost exhausted. She patted Zhang Ting in a daze. Mo Ran climbed onto Zhang Ke's back, "Don't be standing there, this is not a place to rest, it's time to go back today."

Zhang Ting suddenly came back to her senses, and Zhang Ke had already walked out a few steps with Mo Ran on his back. Zhang Ting held the bag that Zhang Ke shook to her in surprise and tsk her, "Hey, at this speed, I don't have to worry about this at all! Did Zhang Ke get enlightened?"

As he said that, Zhang Ting patted Mo Jiabao who was also standing beside him, "You think, are those two people very compatible?"

Mo Jiabao was stunned, but he was stunned at the tiger. Hearing this, he looked at Zhang Ke and Mo Ran, and slashed his hair and said, "It's quite suitable. Mo Ran's arrow is so fast! Zhang Ke's skills are also comparable to those of Mo Jiani, I..."

"Okay, you're pretty good too. I'll leave first. This ghost place is too cold!" Zhang Ting interrupted him, and this guy didn't even think about her.

The aftermath was handed over to Mo Jiabao and Chen Hu. It was a pity that the tiger's body was thrown away. Mo Ran was still a little worried and didn't know if they could get it out.

Originally, the storage bag given to her by Crazy Lao Jiu could come in handy, but she couldn't use it in front of them, so she simply stopped thinking about it and tightened Zhang Ke's neck. This human-shaped girl was really good.

"You can tighten it a little more." Zhang Ke suddenly said, fighting with the tiger for a long time before, and after walking for a while, he carried a Mo Ran, but Zhang Ke's breath was stable, as if he was walking on the flat ground.

"Hmm?" Mo Ran didn't react for a moment.

"You can murder me who is your life-saving grace."

Mo Ran paused, smiled and let go a little. The man was too warm, and she was completely unconsciously moving, "Hehe, how dare you?"

Mo Ran was clamoring Zhang Ke, but she was a little confused. Although the tiger was indeed dead under her arrow just now, at her speed, it shouldn't be so easy to pass the test just now, she knew very well...

In fact, just as the general rushed forward, the tiger's speed was much slower! The situation was critical at that time, and she didn't have time to think about it. When she found the opportunity, she took action without hesitation.

The moment she fell to the ground, she vaguely noticed the flamboyant and dangerous momentum on Zhang Ke, covering the surroundings with gloomyness, and also vaguely saw the white light flashing in his hand!

But it was all instant, as fast as the hallucination of stars appearing in her eyes!

After that, Zhang Ke cut her pulse and said what he said just now, Mo Ran was a little suspicious. Could it be that her feeling was true?

Squinting his eyes at the back of Zhang Ke's head, Mo Ran felt that she had underestimated Zhang Ke. His aura and white light were somewhat similar to what the Crazy Old Nine used. How could this be something that ordinary people could have? Could he be a cultivator?!

When this idea broke into my mind, Mo Ran was shocked! She wanted to ask Zhang Ke immediately, but practicing is a big deal. Although she had contracted the martial arts, it was impossible to use it. If Zhang Ke asked her where she learned it, how would she answer?

After swallowing the urgent desire for knowledge, Mo Ran lay on Zhang Ke's back without saying a word, thinking that if he was a cultivator, then Master Mo San knew? Does Zhang Ting know?

If he was a cultivator, it would not be surprising that he had such good skills. It would not be surprising that he could handle the tiger with ease. In the end, it would not be surprising that he could help her kill the tiger with one arm...

Mo Ran was a little excited. The crazy old man said that ordinary people could not reach the circle of cultivators at all. So did she meet Zhang Ke?

Zhang Ke, who was walking in front, silently pulled the corner of his lips, and the perfect lip shape curled a charming smile, for the girl behind him who was ups and downs, "Why didn't you say anything? Was you scared by a tiger?"

Mo Ran lay on Zhang Ke's shoulder and saw a angular side face, round and white auricles, slightly shaking hair in the cold wind, and slender eyelashes that looked like small brushes. When you looked up close, you couldn't even find a pore. This made many women feel ashamed to cover their faces!

A handsome man is a handsome man, especially a handsome man whose facial features can withstand scrutiny. Mo Ran sighed in his heart. If this is to be included in the Great Qi Dynasty, it will definitely be a disaster. Of course, it seems that he is here too.

"Haha, I'm thinking, Mr. Zhang's back is very comfortable, and I don't know if anyone else has enjoyed it?" Mo Ran said the truth. It's so cold and snowy, and the treatment is simply not better.

Zhang Ke chuckled, "Then cherish it, there will be no chance in the future."

Mo Ran also laughed and lay down with peace of mind, "I don't need to tell you to tell me, so please let me go slowly and steadily, anyway, they are still behind..."

Zhang Ke did not answer positively, and Mo Ran didn't care. She didn't really want to find out the privacy of others. In this way, she dispelled the strange atmosphere just now. Whether Zhang Ke is a cultivator or not, it's better to leave it to observe slowly in the future...

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When I was on PK that day, I said I was very nervous because Zi Ji was tragic when he first recommended it. Yesterday, the pk ended, and today I received the result. I lost, but it was still tragic. I didn't expect that I thought I would pass. The fact is that after writing about 5 million Zi Ji, I lost like a joke with confidence. I would raise people who want to raise literature. It doesn't matter how long it takes, because it doesn't matter anymore and will not be used as any reference to judge the results. I can play Zi Ji for two years, but I have no confidence to do it for another two years.

The double update will start tomorrow, and the time will be temporarily set at 8 o'clock in the first and 6 o'clock in the second. Don't urge me to update. Don't tell me that you are raising articles. If you want to read, just keep watching silently.
Chapter completed!