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On the horizon, the sunset sank into most of his body, as if he was reluctant, but helpless.

Xinghuan is a casual person, especially when it comes to choosing a name.

Line white.

OK, taken from his last name.

White, just because the little tiger is white.

Walking in the sky full of fallen leaves, Xinghuan felt the soft hair in his hands, and suddenly said to himself: "When you grow up, will you let Dad ride?" ”

"Wow......" Xiao Bai pulled at the placket of his clothes, as if he was looking for something.

Xinghuan didn't care, touched the belly of the little white tiger, and said with a smile: "Let's see if you are a man or a woman." ”

The little white tiger whimpered and struggled to burrow into the placket of his clothes.

Xinghuan pointed his fingers and said with some uncertainty: "It should be a man." ”

It was too small for him to touch......

Let go of his hand, Xinghuan let the little white tiger get into the corset.

He's so lazy, and it's tiring to hold him like this.

Fortunately, the little white tiger is still very small, and it is just right on the chest.

At the collar, the little white tiger poked out its cute head, and its small mouth seemed to be holding something, swallowing hard.

Teasing with his hands, Xinghuan saw what was in the little white tiger's mouth.

Blood Pill!

Stunned, Xinghuan paused, and the luck in his hand caught the dragon's strength, wanting to suck out the blood pill.

No one knew the effects of the Blood Pill better than him.

Even if he ate two in a row, he couldn't bear it, not to mention that the little white tiger was so small, so he ate one.

If something happens to this, he will be sorry for the little white tiger's mother again.

Unfortunately, he failed.

Because the little white tiger tried hard to swallow it for so long, he finally swallowed the blood pill.

Surprisingly, the accident did not happen.

The little white tiger yawned contentedly, shrunk his little head into the placket, and fell asleep.

……

Xinghuan looked down at his bulging chest, and gave up after thinking for a long time.

As long as it's okay.

After thinking about it, in order to prevent accidents, he crossed the internal force for the little white tiger and used the art of immortality to help it slowly digest the blood pill.

This is also limited to the special physique of the little white tiger.

If he changes people, he can also help him digest it, but the premise is that the other party's body must be able to withstand the effect of the blood pill.

If it can't be endured, the ending is undoubtedly tragic.

The little white tiger is obviously a big white tiger that has just been born, and it is not surprising that the physique is abnormal.

The Great White Tiger must have devoured the genius earth treasure for a long time, and it is estimated that the bloodline has already undergone a mutation.

Otherwise, the size of the Great White Tiger would not be larger than that of ordinary beasts.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the little white tiger is born with a strong physique.

Thinking about the size of the big white tiger, Xinghuan is very satisfied.

This game has mounts.

The most common are horses, like the Vulture of the Loose School, which is also a mount.

In the future, his mount will undoubtedly be the Little White Tiger.

However, the little white tiger is so young, and he doesn't know when it will grow up......

The sun finally sets, and night falls.

Along the way, Xinghuan was very comfortable and relaxed.

After all, he has achieved the purpose of this trip, and his body has no worries for the time being.

It's just that for some reason, he always feels that something is wrong, but he can't say it.

The little white tiger in the placket of his chest was very quiet and slept soundly.

The Taoist temple was already close in front of him, silently, Xinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Subconsciously, he quickened his pace.

I don't know when he became a person who never left his wine.

So, he's craving a sip now.

The lights in the Taoist temple are very obvious and bright at night.

In the woods, Xinghuan stopped.

It's a little too quiet, dead silent.

At the entrance of the courtyard, there is a delicate, gorgeous sedan chair, next to the sedan chair, each standing four thinly dressed, light gauze covering the body, revealing a large area of snow-white beauty.

The weather was very cold, but the four beautiful women stood as if they didn't realize it.

An autumn breeze blew and lifted the curtain, revealing the empty interior of the palanquin.

Frowning, Xinghuan stopped rubbing his chest......

To outsiders, this is a woman shamelessly rubbing her breasts, but in fact, he is just sending internal force to the little white tiger to help it digest......

Like a dream when he was asleep, the little white tiger whispered a "woo", expressing his attachment to him.

He patted his chest gently...... The little white tiger in Xinghuan walked towards the Taoist temple.

This time the internal force is really not much, and it can be saved......

The moment Xinghuan appeared, the four beautiful women noticed it and looked at him.

As they approached, the four women shouted in unison, "Stop." ”

Xinghuan smiled and stopped.

Although his dress was messy, it did not affect the appearance and temperament of the alluring city in the slightest.

On the contrary, it adds a strange sense of beauty.

In the courtyard, a warm voice came: "Who is it?" ”

Hearing this, a woman said softly: "Young Master Qiyu, it's a woman." ”

"Let her in."

"Yes."

The fourth girl looked at Xinghuan, secretly guarded, and let go of the courtyard door.

Smiling slightly, Xinghuan didn't step into the courtyard gate.

In the courtyard, Xia Xiaojian supported Nangong Tiezhu and confronted the two men from afar.

Under the flickering light, Xia Xiaojian's expression could not hide his exhaustion, and the corners of Nangong Tiezhu's mouth overflowed with a trace of blood.

In the yard, the ground is full of stumps and fallen leaves.

It seems that the battle is over.

And it is obvious that Xia Xiaojian and the two are already at the end of their strong crossbows, and they are in danger.

Opposite the two, a white-faced young man who seemed to be overindulged occupied the only reclining chair in the courtyard, eating cherries and drinking wine leisurely.

Next to the white-faced young man, an elegant man, dressed in a green shirt, was holding a folding fan in his hand and was slowly fanning.

One master and one servant, one lying and the other standing.

The moment Xinghuan stepped into the courtyard, the eyes of the four of them all fell on him.

The difference was that Xia Xiaojian and Nangong Tiezhu's gaze fell directly on Xinghuan's chest.

The eyes of the white-faced young man and the elegant man stayed on Xinghuan's face for a moment before falling on his bulging chest again.

After a pause, Xinghuan looked down.

He suddenly understood what was wrong along the way.

The little white tiger is small, but it sets off his chest very much...... It's really big......

In this regard, he can only cry and laugh.

Silently, Xia Xiaojian covered Nangong Tiezhu's eyes.

Silently, Nangong Tiezhu vigorously broke Xia Xiaojian's hand.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and a chill woke everyone up.

At this time, Xinghuan had already come to Xia Xiaojian and the others, and he was helpless.

With a dry cough, Xia Xiaojian whispered: "Your chest ......"

Xinghuan didn't bother to explain, and said, "Help me with a pot of wine." ”

After a pause, Xia Xiaojian reluctantly left.

Supporting Nangong Tiezhu, Xinghuan looked at the master and servant in the courtyard.

Rarely, Nangong Tiezhu blushed.

For the faint fragrance on the tip of his nose, he wanted to smell it, but he didn't dare to smell it.

For the full breasts, he wanted to see it, but he didn't dare to look at it.

Inexplicably, he lost his temper......

On the recliner, the white-faced young man who was overindulgent subconsciously swallowed his saliva, his eyes were full of greed, and his heart couldn't help but rise with a fire.

Facing Xinghuan in front of him, his voice was no longer warm, but suppressed his excitement, suddenly got up, and arched his hand: "Haven't asked the girl's name yet?" ”