"The Palace Master ......"

Suddenly, I saw the white tiger open its mouth and spit out human voices.

Lu Lan was stunned, is this calling her?

Looking at this white tiger with some doubts, Lu Lan asked, "Do you know me?"

"The palace master laughed, I've been waiting for you here. Back then......" The white tiger suddenly trembled, as if he couldn't support it, and fell again, "back then...... Wu'er, Wu'er, I beg the palace master to take ......"

As if it had exhausted its last strength after saying this, it closed its eyes in amazement.

The little white tiger cub suddenly seemed to sense something, woke up, pounced on the white tiger's body, whimpered non-stop, and a deep sadness permeated.

The second monk was a little confused, and she used her divine sense to probe it carefully, and the white tiger was completely lifeless.

I glanced at the little white tiger cub again, its whole body was about the same size as a little milk dog, covered in fluffy, and the two little tiger ears shrugged and pulled, crying and sobbing, which made people feel distressed involuntarily.

This tiger cub, whether to accept it or not, Lu Lan honestly has no impression of the white tiger, and it is not easy for her to believe it when she suddenly encounters such a thing.

Huang squatted on Troll's shoulder, shivering, and the closer Trollan got closer to the tiger cub, the more Yellow trembled, knowing that Trollan had to notice it.

"Are you afraid of becoming like this? It's just the foundation building period, and he died, and this cub has no cultivation at all. "Lu Lan is quite speechless for Xiao Huang.

Xiao Huang said to Lu Lan very cowardly: "Master, master, you take Xiao Huang in, Xiao Huang, Xiao Huang is so scared ......"

So cowardly, Trollan almost had the urge to throw it out, and finally put it back in the beast bag.

Lu Lan looked at the little white tiger again, the little white tiger raised his head and looked at Yu Lan with a depressed face, a pair of big eyes, which were as white as frost, and tears flashed in his eyes.

"You ......"

"My mother said, let me follow you, she has been waiting for you. Suddenly, the little white tiger opened his mouth, and he was able to speak. Its voice was tender and crisp, it was the voice of a little boy, full of sadness.

And in the face of Tsuki-lan, it seemed that he had already been prepared.

"Why are you so weak?" he suddenly became a little annoyed, disgusted, and looked at Lu Lan's gaze quite unruly, "Why let me follow you, are you worthy? What qualifications do you have to make my mother wait for so many years!"

"What are you waiting for?" asked Tsuki, ignoring his anger.

At the same time, Lu Lan was also a little surprised in her heart, it was already quite a strange thing that the white tiger in the foundation building period could speak people's mouths, but she didn't expect this little white tiger who had not cultivated to be able to speak people's mouths......

You must know that under normal circumstances, at least the demon beasts in the Dan period can barely speak human words, and this is still a very rare case, this kind of spiritual wisdom similar to a human can be called a demon cultivation.

And the white tiger in front of him, this can only show that its innate bloodline is not simple.

Among demon cultivators, the bloodline is particularly important, and the strong bloodline has a natural suppressive force, and whether the bloodline is strong or not basically determines the upper and lower limits of its cultivation.

And even if it is cultivated, the innate noble bloodline will also produce a natural bloodline suppression of the low-level bloodline, just like Fang Cai's Xiao Huang.

But this white tiger, what does it have to do with her, she is really a little curious, in her current memory, she has no impression at all, but with her realm back then, it is normal for her to make friends with high-blooded demon cultivators.

However, the dead white tiger only has a foundation building period, which is really incomprehensible. Could it be that the cultivation has regressed for some reason......

"How do I know!" the little white tiger snorted angrily, "I was only born for three hundred years, what do I know?"

"Three hundred years...... You've been born for three hundred years!" Yu Lan twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, "It's been three hundred years, and you don't know anything? ”

"I'm just a child, our white tiger clan has a long lifespan, according to you humans, I'm only three years old at most!"

"You've lived for three hundred years, and you don't even have any cultivation at all. Trollan scoffed.

"You fart!" I obviously ......" The little white tiger raised his paws, and suddenly the whole tiger face froze, and the white tiger hair stood up, "Huh...... Damn! Wow...... Whew......"

The little white tiger wailed, and the tears fell involuntarily.

"Where's my cultivation...... Damn, how did I get so small!Wow!How did my voice become like this!" The little white tiger seemed to finally realize the seriousness of the matter, and spun around in place, jumping and jumping, and a little tiger's face was full of horror.

"I don't believe it!"

The little white tiger screamed again, and suddenly transformed into a little boy with a bare buttocks.

The little boy has short white hair, a small face with a little baby fat, and is quite cute.

"How can this be!" the little boy looked at himself vigorously, and then screamed again, "No......"

Lu Lan looked at him, thoughtfully, and had considerable doubts about his previous statement that he was three years old, if he was only three years old, then this kind of body shape is not very normal.

The little boy stared at himself without blinking, and suddenly his face turned red, and he turned into a little white tiger again, but his face was buried on the ground, and he wailed vigorously.

"Mother, what's going on......"

"Tell me, how the hell did your mother die?" asked Tsuki. Trolley had thoroughly examined the white tiger before, and there were no wounds on its body, but it looked very weak, so weak that it would shatter at the slightest touch, but this could not be seen as a reason.

"I ......really don't know," the little white tiger lay on the ground like a deflated ball, and his frustrated and guilty voice came out, "It's been many years...... I've been stuck here since I came to this hellish place......

"Mother said that only the palace master can come here and see us ......"

"My mother said that the palace master will definitely come. ”

Lu Lan frowned slightly, her head was confused, there was an old man who called her the ancestor of the Qingyu Sect in the past, and there was this Laosh Uterus Master in the back, these were very confused, because she had not recovered the relevant memories, and she was not sure of anything.

Trolley is quite assertive and doesn't know what others say. She believes anything, in case she recognizes the wrong person by then, wouldn't it be quite embarrassing.

"What kind of palace master is this palace master?" asked Yu Lan.

"Aren't you the palace master? The palace master is the palace master, you don't even know it, how can I know!"

Lu Lan was really speechless, this little white tiger really didn't know what to ask, and Lu Lan suddenly believed that he was only three years old.

"Then you say, did your mother leave anything for me, or something?"