We are talking about the white tiger in the world where the elves are. Unexpectedly, the white shadow in the dark forest shook, and suddenly a very strong white tiger appeared right in front of us fifty or sixty meters away. It was much larger than the Dongshan tiger in the Dongshan Province, the king of beasts. Its tail was like a big whip, shaking behind it. This white tiger was different from the normal white tiger. Its body was covered with white hair, without a trace of black patterns, and it was snow-white, and there was no pattern that tigers usually had.

This tiger in the human world and the wizard world is mutated and whitened, and there will be some variegated markings between the white hairs on its body. But the one in front of me is even whiter than a polar bear. I’m not afraid of it as a white tiger, but there is an additional word “old”.

I really want to say that if the tiger's head is covered, it will be almost a polar bear in front of us. However, after careful observation, I found that the white tiger's back was stained with bright red blood on its belly. At first, I thought it was injured, but the white tiger kept attacking us like a threat, as if it was treating us as an enemy. Seeing this, it was not like a injured tiger could have. If an ordinary tiger was injured like this, it might just die.

Just when I was a little confused about the behavior of this white tiger, the white tiger took off its four claws and ran towards us quickly. Fu Ying'er said intimately, "No." He immediately summoned her body-protecting beast, the huge human standing bear. Unexpectedly, the bear immediately lost its usual "steady" style when he saw the white tiger. He panicked and turned around and stepped back toward us, "retreating" with one step behind us. I'll go, what kind of elf, you have to abandon your master and ignore it.

I couldn't help but find it funny, so I said, "Ying'er, look, this is your elf helper, it's too unreliable. It's okay to play with it, but at the critical moment, I ran away." After that, I got the mammoth insect Gu sent by the Insect King from Shen Shangmo, and was about to release it. There was no problem with this thing to deal with Bai Laohu.

I almost threw it out, but listened to the phantom head and said, "Don't do anything randomly, I can't feel the malice of this white tiger. Perhaps, it has something to ask for us, not to attack."

Sure enough, at a distance of more than ten meters away from us, the white tiger stopped and stopped rushing forward. This must be no longer attacking. It kept shaking its head and roared. Unfortunately, it was a white tiger in the elf world, but it was just a tiger after all and could not speak human language. After observing for a while, Fu Ying'er said: "It may need our help, why don't we go and have a look." After that, she first stepped towards the white tiger.

With Hogan beside me, I wasn't worried about a tiger. Even if it was the tiger king, what kind of threat could it pose to us? But for safety reasons, I still followed Fu Ying'er, alert to the white tiger's every move. If it becomes a mess, it will kill it on the spot.

Fu Ying'er walked up to it and slowly stretched out a hand. The white tiger did not move. When Ying'er's palm pressed on its huge snow-white head, the white tiger grabbed Ying'er's clothes and seemed to be about to turn around, as if there was an animal or human being. The white tiger needed us to help with treatment. Fu Ying'er nodded at us and followed the white tiger, and we followed us. We probably ran about two miles of mountain road, and saw that on the stone in the middle of the road, there was indeed a young man with his eyes closed. Judging from his age, he was about twenty years old and he was just over 20 years old, he might be younger. He had a feather arrow on his left shoulder, and the ground on his body and under his body were covered with blood. It seemed that the blood on the white tiger's body should have come from the wounds of the young man.

Fu Ying'er said to me: "This man must be the owner of Bai Laohu. It seems that this Bai Laohu was here to save people and has no malice."

The white tiger kept roaring softly from the side. It kept circling around the unconscious owner, stopping from time to time to look at us, and its expression seemed to be, "Dear friends, help me and my master. If you don't do anything at this time, when will you wait?"

There is no way, no matter how powerful or smart a white tiger is, it is impossible to save lives and heal the wounded, so we can only do it.

The young man who was injured was dressed in a very well-rounded and elegant manner, and he looked like a rich family. He was said to be Ruan Jia, but it looked more like a tight-shuang dress, dark gray, with various strange patterns on the surface, which set off his slender figure and snow-white skin, which reflected his identity. His long hair was actually snow-white, just like this white tiger. This is an extremely handsome young man, with a long face with soft lines, a straight and slender nose, sword eyebrows and starry eyes. It can be said that all facial features and figures are just right. Even the best beautician cannot make such a perfect face. Only natural can make people feel beautiful and amazing. Although I am a man, I can't help but admire him when I see him.

However, it is important to treat him. No matter how handsome and noble a man is bleeding like this, he will die in a moment. I soon returned to normal and said, "He was injured by an arrow. If he didn't stop bleeding immediately, he would definitely be in danger of life. We can remove this arrow, but who has a magic medicine to stop bleeding? Otherwise, if he draws the arrow, he will not stop bleeding, and he will die faster."

I was asking Ma Fei. I thought, if they came out, Shen Shang would not bring any hemostatic medicine. He shook his head and said, "Brother Fang, he definitely didn't bring any hemostatic medicine. When we wizards stopped bleeding, they just burned the iron tablets red and pressed them directly on the wound. There was no such delicate thing as comparable."

After hearing Ma Fei's most brutal way of stopping bleeding, I shook my head directly. It was too cruel. Fu Ying'er couldn't help but scream softly, feeling it was too cruel. I said, "Look, this young man is so good that he has snow pollen, unlike a rough man like us. If he uses this method, even if he stops his blood, he will have to burn the person to death. And when he is healed, it will be a big scar, which is too ugly. Think about it, is there a more suitable way for him to stop bleeding at the scene now?"

Ma Fei said: "There is another way, that is, use ashes, find some herbs to burn them directly into ashes, and then use these ashes to block the wound. It can indeed stop bleeding and prevent inflammation, and the effect is good. But after that, we have to apply medicine to him as soon as possible to prevent inflammation. Otherwise, once the wound is infected and suppurated, it will be even more trouble."

I guess that if we walk forward for a while, we will soon meet Brother Chu Xiong. There are many people, so it shouldn’t be a big problem to find anti-inflammatory drugs. Thinking of this, I said without hesitation: “There is no other way. So, hurry up and stop the bleeding. Don’t be a little bit too late. If you lose someone in a while, you don’t care about the anti-inflammatory and suppuration.”

This herb is very common, almost everywhere. After finding the herb, we burned a bunch of herbs and turned into ashes. Ma Fei and Fu Ying'er first pressed the man to prevent him from moving. I fixed the arrow branches and cut the tail with the dagger sent by the whale driver. Then they clamped the arrow tip with two fingers and pulled it hard. The man who had been unconscious snorted and opened his eyes in pain. The blood flowed out quickly in an instant. Seeing this, I quickly blocked the wound that he penetrated with ash and pressed it lightly with my hands. Then the blood stopped flowing out. Then he tore the clothes he had replaced and bandaged him.

Unexpectedly, I heard the man who woke up say gently, "Sister, I finally found you." I was stunned. This man is at least nineteen years old. How could he have any sisters here? Looking up, he looked at Fu Ying'er with affectionate eyes. I was suddenly furious and thought, "This grandson, who is almost dead, has just lived, is still thinking about being a hooligan?" After that, I said to Ma Fei, "Look at him, tie him tightly, don't get up and open the wounds in a while."

After the arrangement, I immediately pulled Fu Ying'er and walked aside and said, "Who is this person? How do you know you? Why do you still call your sister? Are you at least five or six years younger than him?"

Fu Ying'er's face was also flushed and speechless, and said hurriedly: "I really don't know who he is. It's really a bit inexplicable. Why did he say such words when he opened his eyes? Everyone was so hurt like this. It must be because he was confused and recognized me as someone else."

In fact, all of us who see this young man must feel that he is not as good as him. Whether it is his appearance, clothing, or voice, the difference is too big, which is equivalent to a little poor man meeting a prince charming. Only when you actually meet this feeling will you experience it.

It was the first time I had tasted what kind of emotion it was like to be jealous. Although I never regarded myself as Fu Ying'er's husband, after all, the old man Fu Jiasen entrusted Fu Ying'er to me when he was dying. I was also with her for more than two years. I watched an eleven-year-old girl grow into a fourteen-year-old girl, and I also went from twenty years old when I just finished the special training to the thirty-one year old now.

In a blink of an eye, eleven years have passed.

Now, I just felt both angry and a little aggrieved inside, so I said, "This kid, if I dare to say something wrong, I will..."

Fu Ying'er immediately pressed my mouth with her hand and said, "There is too much injury and blood loss and her consciousness is confused. Why do you have to be a victim of the same knowledge as a wounded person? He may not know what he said. I think he must have recognized the wrong person. First, I can't know him; second, you also heard that he actually called me sister. Is this possible?"

Unexpectedly, after Ma Fei helped the young man up, he said to Ying'er: "Sister, why do you want to leave me? Don't leave me, okay?"
Chapter completed!