Chapter 397: White-fronted Tiger Cub 6

It's just that this is destined to disappoint them, and when they see the white-fronted tiger, they find that there is a wound in its heart, and even the inner dan in the abdomen is gone. 『』

Needless to say, the man had already taken both the essence blood and the inner dan.

Cai Ming, who was angry at this result, stomped their feet, they were fortunate to have fought hard for so long, sacrificed several people, and made so many people cannon fodder, but in the end, they didn't get anything, and they were injured.

"Check, check for me, who was it just now."

If it weren't for the person just now, then they would at least have the white-fronted tiger essence blood and Neidan now.

But he wouldn't have thought that if it weren't for Chu Xiluo, then they might have been seriously injured by the white-fronted tiger's self-explosion, and even their lives were in danger.

Since there was nothing they wanted, they naturally had to go back.

But just as they sat on their spirit beasts, a tiger sound rang in their ears.

They were startled, looked at each other, and then slowly turned back, hoping it wasn't what they thought.

But sometimes when people are unlucky, even if they drink saliva, they will stuff their teeth.

The more they don't want it, the more it will happen.

Sure enough, as soon as they turned around, they saw another white-fronted tiger rushing towards them.

And the voice of the cry was so mournful that it was the companion of the dead white-fronted tiger.

The first reaction of the people present was not to congratulate them on the fact that they had come another white-fronted tiger when they didn't get anything, but to want to leave quickly, otherwise their lives would be lost.

Cai Ming, more than a dozen of them were all people with heads, faces and identities in the Zongli Palace, and naturally some life-saving things in their hands disappeared quickly.

And the dozen or so people left behind happened to be the ones who came to support Han Yan and them, but there were no Han Yan and Su Momo inside.

Before they could think about it, the white-fronted tiger had already come to them and slapped one of them to death.

Chu Xiluo, who had already returned to the imperial capital, didn't know that there was another white-fronted tiger behind her, and as soon as she returned to the imperial capital, she didn't even have time to return to the Chu family and her new home, so she directly found a nearby inn to live in.

"Yu'er, how are you?" When he came to the Linlang bracelet space, Chu Xiluo saw that Yu'er had always maintained a huge body, lying on the ground with bruises all over her body, and she was very distressed.

Feeling the sad atmosphere of her master, Yu'er raised her head with difficulty and looked at Chu Xiluo and said, "Master, I'm fine." ”

"I also said that it was okay, I couldn't even raise my head to speak, so I swallowed this elixir." Then she herself grinded some other wound-repairing pills into powder and sprinkled them on Yu'er's body little by little.

Due to the large body of Yu'er, and I don't know how many injuries there are on her body, Chu Xiluo treats it little by little in addition to being very time-consuming, it is very difficult.

Yu'er watched Chu Xiluo treat its wounds little by little like this, and her heart was moved, but she was helpless.

It knew that its owner had always been nice to them, but it never thought that it would care so much about it.

It has lived for three hundred years, and it has heard and seen in the Demon Peak Forest how much humans don't care about their contract beasts, especially the spirit beasts of the master-servant contract, which are generally directly used as slaves by humans, and the better equal contract spirit beasts will be regarded as partners by them.

But it had never seen anyone like its owner.

And the helpless thing is that it has no strength in its whole body now, no spiritual power, and can't make itself smaller, otherwise the owner won't have to work so hard to crawl around on its body to treat its wounds, just hold it in the palm of your hand and deal with it