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On the bed, Xinghuan suddenly got up and lay on the side of the bed, in pain.

Blood spilled from his mouth, staining the ground red.

Wheezing, he slowly opened his eyes, feeling the poison of fire and cold in his body, and was silent.

The slightly open window was pushed open, and a figure suddenly rushed in and came to the bedside.

In my ear, I remembered Xia Xiaojian's concerned voice: "Are you okay?" ”

His buttocks hurt, so he didn't go to bed last night, but slept standing outside Xinghuan's window for the night.

He knew that Xinghuan was injured and not well, but he never asked.

After sucking the flask on the table, Xinghuan drank it, breathed a sigh of relief, lay down, and said, "You should care about yourself." ”

Xia Xiaojian covered the quilt for him and said softly, "You are more important." ”

Xinghuan smiled and sighed inwardly.

Murong Hao and Ouyang Hua's affairs should be about the same, and it's time for him to leave......

At dawn, Xinghuan ignored the reluctance in Xia Xiaojian's eyes, and left the Taoist temple with the sword box again.

This time, he planned to find the white tiger before it got dark today.

If it goes well, it shouldn't be difficult.

Taoist temple, in the courtyard.

Xia Xiaojian slept on the recliner and said listlessly, "Are you sure he will come today?" ”

Nangong Tiezhu shattered the note in his hand and said in a muffled voice: "I will definitely come." ”

In the flying pigeon biography from the bottom of the mountain, the message is clear.

Xia Xiaojian sighed: "It seems that he is bound to win." ”

Nangong Tiezhu paused and said, "He found a helper." ”

Xia Xiaojian smiled: "Both soft and hard. ”

Nangong Tiezhu stood with his palms closed and said, "You go first." ”

Xia Xiaojian understood what he meant, and said, "You should have said it earlier." ”

Nangong Tiezhu said: "You can go to her now." ”

Xia Xiaojian yawned and said, "I didn't sleep well last night." ”

Nangong Tiezhu's heart warmed.

Xia Xiaojian slept in seconds.

The withered jungle is full of dead branches and leaves.

Even though Xinghuan's steps were already very light, he still made a crisp sound when he stepped on it.

Today's wind is a little strong and a little chaotic, blowing up the yellow leaves all over the sky.

It's a bleak beauty, a beauty of incompleteness.

It's still the same place as last night, still alone.

The white tiger psychic, since it will appear here, then it should be the other party's hunting range if you want to come here.

Playing with a blood pill in his hand, Xinghuan strolled.

The sky was full of fallen leaves, as if they were surrounding him, endlessly.

He suddenly wondered if the white tiger had been lured over after he left yesterday.

Or, the white tiger has long been lured and just hidden in secret.

If you think about it, it's quite likely.

The White Tiger is psychic, and unlike ordinary beasts, it is not surprising that it can perceive potential dangers.

Moreover, he did not hide his figure.

If the white tiger saw him, he should be very alert.

So this time, he plans to feed the tiger with his body.

In this way, Xinghuan played with the blood pill and walked casually in the jungle.

He didn't continue to crush the blood pill, after all, there were too many beasts that were attracted like that, and it was a bit troublesome.

Blood pills don't just emit aura when they're crushed.

Just like now, the complete blood pill is still constantly wafting with a wisp of alluring aura.

It's just that the range is not very wide.

The morning went by, and there was not much wine left in the jug.

In the jungle, the white tiger did not move at all.

Under the old tree, Xinghuan raised his head, looked at the sun above his head through the gap in the intersecting branches, and threw the blood pill up casually......

It seems that it will not work without crushing.

Catching the falling blood pill, just as he was about to crush it, his slender fingers suddenly paused.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a meaningful smile, Xinghuan thought about it, and threw the blood pill again.

This time, he threw it high!

Once, twice, three times......

Xinghuan walks casually and behaves casually.

Finally, when he threw the blood pill in his hand for the sixth time, the white tiger appeared.

With a low roar and a gust of wind, the white tiger leapt out of the shadows and pounced on the blood pill that had been thrown into the air.

Smiling, Xinghuan spit out his palm, and instantly sucked back the blood pill with dragon grabbing strength.

At the same time, he stepped a little, and his body suddenly folded, avoiding the attack of the tail of the white tiger above his head, and fluttered down.

Standing still, he looked over, and sure enough, it was the white tiger.

The white tiger pounced, and after turning around, he stared at him with fierce eyes.

The thick claws were clasped deep into the ground, and the back was arched, ready to attack.

Xinghuan continued to throw the blood pill for a long time, smiled, and muttered, "I hope you don't let me down." ”

Of course, the white tiger didn't understand.

But it's not stupid, it's really smart.

In the previous battle with Xinghuan, it understood one thing.

It can't eat the human in front of it.

Even yesterday, it felt a deadly crisis from this human being.

Beasts are good at hiding.

Especially before hunting, it will hide its own breath deeply.

It's an instinct, an instinct that belongs to the beast.

Maybe it's because the distance between the two is too far, or maybe it's really good that the white tiger is hidden.

Therefore, Xinghuan was unaware yesterday.

It was so quiet that even the wind suddenly stopped.

The white tiger kept roaring and began to slowly retreat.

Is it jealousy, or is it fear......

After thinking about it, Xinghuan didn't waste time on this issue and put away the blood pill.

With a little index finger, an invisible aura suddenly shot out.

One Yang Finger!

The white tiger's body shook instantly, and it almost passed by the invisible finger.

With a thud, in the blink of an eye, the white tiger disappeared into the jungle and ran away quickly.

Fortunately, it's autumn, and the leaves are scattered, so the impact on vision is infinitely reduced.

Xinghuan was not in a hurry, but just hung the white tiger not far away and followed away.

He wasn't playing with the white tiger, he was draining his stamina.

Otherwise, when the time comes to condense the essence blood, the White Tiger's struggle will be very troublesome.

If he is human, he has many ways.

But with the change of beasts, he was helpless for a while.

So, there is only such a stupid way.

He didn't want to hurt the white tiger unless it was necessary.

After being injured, it will bleed and lose its essence, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Killing is even more impossible.

After death, the essence will be lost faster.

In this way, in this afternoon, the white tiger kept fleeing in all directions, and behind him, a woman followed unhurriedly, occasionally stretching out her finger a little, driving the white tiger.

The sun is setting in the west, and dusk is approaching.

Xinghuan was very helpless.

There is not much internal force left in his body, and the wine has long been drunk, and if he continues to consume it like this, he may not be able to keep up with this white tiger.

Silently, he became more and more helpless and depressed.

Is this really a white tiger?

Why did I run for an afternoon, but the speed still did not decrease in the slightest.

If you look closely, the white tiger's limbs are still strong when it runs, and its breath is as gentle as ever......

Xinghuan was suddenly very curious about what kind of genius earth treasure this white tiger had eaten, which caused its endurance to be so good.

It seems that it is not possible to hurt it.

With a sigh, Xinghuan's body suddenly began to fold, but after only three breaths, he caught up with the white tiger.

Index finger, point out slowly.

One Finger Zen!