Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

Ding Yi chased Banhua away, and Banhua looked at her with tears in her eyes, motionless. Ding Yi wanted to beat it and threaten it, but Banhua insisted on not fighting back or swearing back. When Ding Yi walked, it walked too. When Ding Yi stopped, it stopped too. When Ding Yi ran, it ran after him at lightning speed.

"I give you the thumbs up. You are not going to become a spirit, are you? Does this world allow animals to become spirits?"

Riding on the tiger's back, Ding Yi wished that Banhua could grow a pair of wings, as it was so bumpy when he flapped his wings and jumped down the mountain.

"Slow down, don't rush, just make it to the foot of the mountain for dinner in the evening."

Banhua was even more excited than Ding Yi. He didn't listen to what Ding Yi said at all. He rushed down the mountain with all his strength.

Sudden brake, drift, accelerate, take off, and fly.

The mountain looked close, and the tiger was almost exhausted to death from running. Even Ding Yi, who seemed to be not running but was actually about to vomit, felt his hands and feet go weak and was almost thrown out by Banhua.

She clamped her legs together, hugged Banhua's neck tightly with her hands, buried her face in the hair on his neck, closed her eyes, and prayed that the people below the mountain would arrive soon.

Ding Yi seriously suspected that Banhua did it on purpose. She wanted to get down and walk by herself, but Banhua was running at high speed. If she let go, he would be thrown out and either die or be disabled.

I had to wait until Spotted Flower was tired before letting go.

An hour later, Ding Yi felt that Banhua did it on purpose.

She waited for it to get tired, but it got more and more excited and bumpy. In order to torture her, it didn't mind taking a detour. When she asked it to go hunting, it would roll on the ground and only go reluctantly when she threatened it. When she asked it to carry her, it would roll in the feces and mud for a few rounds, betting that she would be too dirty to dare to get on.

He took the wrong medicine today and wanted to carry her down the mountain. Ding Yi thought Banhua was reluctant to leave her. From the corner of his eye he saw the forest scene rapidly receding, with branches and weeds piercing his eyes. Ding Yi was so scared that he retracted his head into Banhua's neck.

"Thorn-"

The clothes on his body had become strips of cloth, and there were several cuts on his back, which were burning with pain.

Ding Yi complained viciously: "Banhua, you did it on purpose."

"Ouch——"

The roar of tigers shakes the mountains and forests.

Ding Yi inexplicably heard a hint of pride in his voice, as if he was saying, "I did it on purpose, what can you do to me? Come and hit me!"

I wanted to beat it up, but I had no hands free.

"vomit……"

When Banhua stopped, Ding Yi's face turned pale, his legs and hands were numb. When Banhua stopped, Ding Yi's hands loosened and he fell off the tiger's back, dizzy, with tears in his eyes, and his clothes were gently entangled with the wind.

At this time, smoke from cooking rises and the afterglow of the setting sun gives the world the last bit of tenderness of the day.

"There's a tiger, everyone be careful, don't provoke it."

The person who spoke stopped the others, carefully drew the long sword from his waist, and slowly approached with light steps and full of caution.

Banhua tilted his head to one side in a humane manner, with obvious disdain in his eyes. Zhao Zhuang was stunned. This tiger was not simple, so it was better to be careful.

"Keng——"

Behind Zhao Zhuang, a group of people drew their long swords in unison and formed a semicircle to surround the man and the tiger.

Ding Yi was vomiting and crawling on the ground, his back was covered in blood and flesh, he was wearing a cloth strip, his hair was a mess, his skin was a dark bronze color from wind and rain, and he looked no different from a savage.

Zhao Zhuang's eyes flashed, and he walked closer, stopping three meters away. He looked at the man and the tiger, guessing the relationship between them.

After vomiting enough, Ding Yi raised his head and struggled to get up. His nose was full of the sour smell of vomit. He staggered to his feet and almost stepped on his own vomit. He felt sick in his heart.

He moved one meter away, grabbed the spotted tiger by its fur, and complained weakly, "Banded Tiger, you are so cruel. Are you deliberately making trouble for me?"

Banhua said nothing, his tiger eyes shot towards the crowd opposite, his sharp gaze made Zhao Zhuang's palms sweat, it looked like this tiger was not simple, his temperament was all integrated, if he didn't reveal it, it would be fine, but once he did, it would be amazing.

Ding Yi slapped the tiger's head, and the tiger's head leaned to the side. Ding Yi suddenly found a group of people standing in front of her, holding swords and knives, staring at her and Banhua. Further away, a team of soldiers drew their arrows and were ready to fire.

Blinking, Ding Yi tilted her head to look around. Standard weapons, uniform clothing, where was Banhua taking her?

The stalemate between the two sides lasted longer, and the other side sent out more and more people. Ding Yi finally thought that this was probably a military camp, and they were dangerous intruders. Looking around, Ding Yi had to accept that Banhua was the dangerous intruder, and she was just a by-product. Few people paid attention to her. Everyone was looking at Banhua in surprise, their eyes eager to try, rubbing their hands, ready to become a tiger-fighting hero.

Banhua raised his head proudly and let out a roar, "Awooo——". Under the sonic attack, few people on the opposite side were able to stand.

"So strong!" Zhao Zhuang clenched the knife in his hand, his pupils were shocked, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. As long as he could tame this tiger, he, Zhao, would be the number one person under the general.

Everyone chose to ignore Ding Yi, and did not notice that Ding Yi's eyes also flashed with joy and eagerness to try.

By delaying the battle, neither side chose to attack immediately, which gave Ding Yi enough time to rest. She secretly adjusted her breathing and prepared to make a stunning debut.

The sky gradually darkened, and the last fiery clouds on the horizon also faded in color, plunging into the embrace of darkness. Torches were lit everywhere in the military camp, illuminating the front of the camp gate.

"Da da da!"

A dense and heavy sound of footsteps approached, and a tall, bearded man approached with a group of people who were obviously more powerful than the soldiers present.

"Zhao Zhuang, what's going on?"

"General," after glancing at Banhua, Zhao Zhuang sheathed his sword and quickly approached the bearded Shi Chengjian, muttering a lot of things.

Ding Yi's ears moved slightly, and she did hear something, but it was nothing more than Banhua was strange, preparing to subdue him for other uses, and there was no mention of how she, Ding Yi, would use him.

Ding Yi felt unbalanced. Why did they all come together? Why did they pay attention to it but not her? What was wrong with her?

She glared at Banhua angrily, ready to strike first and let them know how powerful she was.

"Where are you coming, little brother?" Shi Chengjian stopped him from raising his fist.

"Who is your little brother." A crisp voice came from the messy-looking man on the opposite side, with the unreasonableness of a child. Shi Chengjian's side was different. They paid some attention to Ding Yi, whose presence was extremely low, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Not a dwarf."

"You are the dwarf, your whole family is dwarfs."

Ding Yi was furious. What kind of vision did they have? She was a young, pretty, and lovely girl, but these people treated her like a dwarf. This was intolerable. They had ignored her for so long, she was going to use her fists to let them know how powerful she was.

"Hey! Watch my fight."

Banhua squatted down leisurely, swinging its tail on the ground, with a human-like expression of eating melon on its face, watching Ding Yi rush over like a cannonball.