"Hehe, that's it, when the big tiger becomes the little brother of Sister Yiyi, won't all the problems be solved?"

It's over, the cat has stopped thinking.

Chiton then knew that in the face of great pressure, not one by one would also collapse, and the way she collapsed was a little different.

It's like a child trying to do something, and he is a person who is easily irritable, and after several attempts to no avail, he begins to think about giving up.

Brute force cracking, but this kind of thinking is not applicable to the current situation.

What Chiton was worried about was not whether he could win the battle, but that he had to win.

Because I don't laugh and say, it doesn't matter if I live or die.

The white tiger who was listening to the side and didn't speak one by one, a tiger face was also full of embarrassed smiles, from the time she didn't see her one by one just now, when she opened her mouth to let her be her little brother, she once thought that this child might not be very smart.

So I followed her meaning, but I didn't expect to take it seriously.

Is this the kind of enemy who wants to participate in the battle for succession?

Suddenly, she even began to feel that these so-called enemies were not called enemies.

His attitude was much kinder, and he said, "This lord, do you want to drink water?"

I just drank my fill one by one, and now this sentence is said to Chiton.

Originally, he wasn't very thirsty, but as soon as the other party said it, Chi Dun also wanted to take a sip.

So he walked over and took out a cup with him, and the two tigers, one big and one small, were looking at the things in Chiton's hand with curious eyes.

After the White Tiger Clan reached the Sixth Order, there were many warriors who could practice the Transformation Technique, but the White Tiger Clan was proud of their White Tiger form and markings, and they did not aspire to integrate into the human race.

But sometimes I have to admit that human stuff is quite interesting.

For example, the wooden barrel that Xiaobei was holding, although that thing was very common in the human world, but in their opinion, it was already a very magical thing to be able to carve wood into that shape.

The cup in Chiton's hand is even more exquisite, because it is a cylindrical cup carved from jade, which is very comfortable to hold in his hand, and Chitun has always carried it with him.

And leave one of the few backpack slots of your own to it.

It was very rude to keep staring at others, and the white tiger just looked at it for a while before looking away.

Ignoring the fantasies about his plan to rule the White Tiger Clan, Chi Dun looked at the flowers and asked, "Why do you want to plant flowers here?"

The white tiger said: "There is no sun on Lei Mountain all year round, there are no plants at all, these flowers are actually used to heal the wounds, and there is only one spring on the mountain, after we dug this place, we formed two waterways on the west side of the mountain and the east side, and planted some food on the other side." ”

Planting in such a place where no sunlight can be seen, Chi Dun can't help but admire these tigers a little.

Don't look at the five big and three thick ones, this soft-talking tiger girl sits as tall as herself, but she lives quite finely.

And there is another thing that Chi Dun has never understood, he said: "The environment on Thunder Mountain is so bad, why do you live here?"

Speaking of this, a wry smile appeared on the White Tiger's face, and he said, "Of course, it's not that we want to live here, but that the cultivation of our race needs to rely on the power of the Heavenly Thunder, and every White Tiger has to withstand the impact of the Heavenly Thunder from the time it begins to cultivate. ”

It is also a race of power-seeking.

However, as soon as the white tiger spoke, he looked down at Xiaobei, who was sitting on the ground, looking at the flowers among the flowers on the side of the road, full of curiosity.

Before it could open its mouth and bite down, the white tiger scooped it under his stomach with his claws.

And said: "Although I don't like to fight very much, it is the nature of the Tiger Clan to get used to fighting. ”

From the mouth of this white tiger girl, Chi Dun learned that the tiger clan is not a social race.

If every adult white tiger wants to leave Thunder Mountain, there is a rule that they can never come back.

Their leader, the eighth-order white tiger, was almost a thousand years old.

Don't look at its high spirits, but even if an ordinary white tiger reaches the eighth order, there are very few who can live for a thousand years, and he is already very old.

So after a few days of passing, it may not participate.

If you don't break your fingers one by one, the more you calculate, the more frightened you become.

In other words, this eighth-order white tiger has been living on this Thunder Mountain for a thousand years.

Oh my God, aren't all the Tiger Clan so capable of staying home?

Think about your own teachers, not one by one.

In this comparison, the benefits of vigilance are reflected.

Although he is sometimes more annoying than not smiling, he at least takes himself around to play.

It's like a teacher, who cultivates in the morning, cultivates at night, and cultivates at noon, as long as he is alive, he spends his time in cultivation.

Obviously he's so strong, what are you cultivating!

Don't play with others!

Not once!!

Before leaving, Chi Dun didn't forget to say to the white tiger girl: "We don't need to send the flowers there, these are all very precious medicinal materials, right?"

Listening to Chi Dun's words, Baihu was more surprised, and she said, "Then what's the matter, you are all guests." ”

"Hehe, in fact, I don't like the smell of flowers very much, I always feel a little choked. ”

When Chi Dun said this, the white tiger could only trust him, after all, it was the guest's own wishes.

When Chiton and Buyi just walked out of the shed, Buyi asked curiously, "Don't you like the smell of flowers?"

She didn't think about it so much, Chi Dun sighed, and said, "It's isolated here, how can it be so easy to get some healing medicine, and if you talk about fighting in a few days, do you plan to stand and let those white tigers fight?"

"That's impossible! Whoever dares to touch me will scratch him to death and scratch his face!"

He replied fiercely one by one.

Then, Pondon asked, "What about the guys they were wounded with, can you bear to watch their poor one-and-two-petal flower healing?"

"Oh...... Why are you the same mother-in-law as the wary mother-in-law......"

No, Yiyi didn't actually think about this problem at all, and as soon as Chi Dun said it, she also understood.

She's not stupid, it's just that when something can't be figured out, she decisively gives up thinking.

In the pergola, Xiaobei, who picked up the bucket again, walked out step by step, but found that his sister was sitting in place and did not move, and looked back.

Her eyes were softly closed.

"Whew!"

"Hehe, little guy, my sister found that I seem to like that person a little!"

"Huh?"

Xiaobei won't understand what kind of mood his sister is in now.

In this White Tiger Clan, whose mind is full of war intent, it is the first time for her to feel a gentle feeling.

Unbeknownst to Chiton, he was now being remembered by a tigress.