The little tiger opened his eyes and looked at Ling Piaohan who was humming, and then remembered that he had an injury on his body, and after thinking for a while, his face also showed a trace of compromise, and said.

"Okay, come up, for the sake of your injuries, I'll let you go for the next two days" With that, the tiger body moved to the side of the bed, revealing the position of half of the bed.

"Okay" Ling Piaohan was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly stood up and climbed onto the bed.

"I'll tell you first, it's okay to sleep, you are not allowed to cross the middle line, if you dare to come, you will bear the consequences" The little tiger gestured twice in the middle of the bed with his furry tiger claws, his eyes made a hint of sharpness, and said to Ling Piaohan.

"Don't worry, I'm definitely not going over, the old man is still shy, hahaha" Ling Piaohan glanced at the sharp little eyes in the little tiger's purple pupils, and teased.

"Forget it, it's almost early in the morning, I won't sleep tonight, I just condensed the cyclone, I might as well hurry up and cultivate, anyway, meditation and cultivation can restore my spirit"

Then, one person and one tiger, one lying on his stomach and the other sitting, just passed the second half of the night.

Early the next morning, Ling Piaohan woke up from his cultivation state, and felt the steady rotation of the cyclone in his dantian, the magic power and battle qi were mixed with a uniform rotation, and after a night of fullness, the size of this cyclone seemed to be a little larger than last night.

Ling Piaohan twisted his neck, stretched his waist, and looked up at the sky outside, which was only slightly bright, a trace of red light came out from the tip of the back mountain, piercing through the mountains and forests to shine on the earth, today is really a good weather, after Ling Piaohan finished admiring the scenery, he turned his head to look at the little tiger who was still asleep on the side.

The little tiger pressed its head on Ling Piaohan's calf, as if he was used as a pillow, the tiger's pupils were closed, and the sound of "silky" breathing came out of his mouth, and the sharp claws on the furry tiger paws had rebounded back into the meat pad.

"This brother is quite handsome, it is estimated that in their tiger circle, he is also a handsome man, he, I just don't know if there is a little tigress" Ling Piaohan stared at the little tiger for a while, muttering in his heart, touching his chin with his hand, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Look at this hair, it's really good, it's much stronger than the demon wolf's, if you sell it, it's estimated to be worth a lot of money" Ling Piaohan turned his gaze to the little tiger's shiny fur, and touched it with his finger.

As soon as his fingers touched the fur on the back of the little tiger, he was directly awakened, the tiger's eyes opened, revealing purple pupils, and the first thing that caught his eye was Ling Piaohan's elastic thighs, the tiger's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then instantly wrapped in a trace of anger.

"Ling Piaohan, I'm not telling you to get away!" A slightly angry voice came out, and the tiger paw was raised directly, and the sharp tiger claws popped out.

Seeing this, Ling Piaohan covered his head with his hands on his face, and said nervously: "Don't don't, don't be, you can see for yourself, I have been cultivating all night, and my position has not moved, you rubbed it by yourself."

Hearing this, the little tiger hurriedly looked at his position on the bed, Ling Piaohan did not move, and he crossed the midline of the small bed and ran to the side where Ling Piaohan was meditating.

Seeing all this, the little tiger put down his claws and said, "Hmph, spare you once"

Ling Piaohan also smiled helplessly, this little tiger is really a little ancestor.

After washing up, the little tiger flashed purple light again and got into Ling Piaohan's collar.

After hurriedly eating breakfast, Ling Piaohan walked out of the house, he was going to go to the market today to sell a few demon wolf skins in his ring.

Walking on the way to the market, Ling Piaohan casually said to the little tiger in his clothes: "You haven't eaten a bite of breakfast, I said you don't want to bring some out, won't you be hungry?"

A voice came from inside the neckline: "When your strength reaches a certain level, you will know that condensing the aura of heaven and earth is enough to supplement the needs of your body."

As soon as these words came out, Ling Piaohan's opinion of this little tiger was refreshed, and he muttered in his heart: "What level of cultivation is this?"

The Ling family's market arrived soon, although this market is not as huge as the Zhao family, there are many people coming and going, but there are also dense hawkers selling, looking really lively, Ling Piaohan walked around a few times, and finally found a stall full of various retail fur vendors, seeing Ling Piaohan coming, the vendor laughed he, and greeted warmly: "Little brother, come to see the fur, there are really not many buyers like you, generally come to me are some merchants who sell clothes, buy fur as raw materials, you are rare."

Ling Piaohan also smiled and said, "Boss, you really guessed a few points right, I'm not here to sell furs, I don't know if you collect furs?"

When the peddler heard Ling Piaohan's words, he instantly reduced his enthusiasm a little, and said: "Accept it, but little brother, look at my stall, the material of ordinary argalis or grizzly bears is quite a lot, if the material in your hand is of this level, then I can only refuse politely."

"I have three demon wolf skins in my hands, they are real, you can see them," Ling Piaohan touched the ring on his hand and asked the vendor.

"Ah, do you have this thing? It's really fake, this thing is rare, it is estimated that there are more of them in the Hunter Guild or the Zhao Family Market, we are indeed a rare object" The vendor was a little surprised, and looked at Ling Piaohan carefully.

"If you say yes, you can't be fooled" said Zhan Qi wiped the ring in his hand, and a thick wolf skin appeared on the vendor's stall, this fur had been in the storage spirit all night, and the blood stains on it had dried up, but it could still be felt that it should have just been peeled off.

The peddler looked at the fur twice, touched it a few more times, nodded, and said, "It is indeed a good thing, little brother, I will accept this thing, how about you see an eight silver coins?"

Ling Piaohan estimated a few times in his heart: "Three pieces is twenty-four silver coins, it's okay", opened his mouth and said to the vendor: "That's it, three twenty-five silver coins, if you want to agree, I will no longer bargain and sell them directly to you."

"Cheng", this peddler is also a happy person, shook his teeth, and directly agreed to Ling Piaohan.

After the transaction was completed, Ling Piaohan was satisfied and put the twenty-five silver coins into the Soul Storage.

Humming a little song, Ling Piaohan slowly walked around the Ling family's market, there are indeed not many people who come to this market to purchase today, the Ling family's market is not only much smaller than the Zhao family's market that specializes in taking care of shops, but the hawkers who sell things and the crowd who purchase goods are not at the same level, and the people who come here are either the affiliated children or family members of the Ling family, or they are relatively close to the Ling family and are not big businessmen, selling some small objects and low-level combat skills, so it is convenient to come here.