Ling Xiaoyao had a lot of strips of cloth hanging on his body, and he could hardly tell that he was a person. Blood was dripping down in the pitch-black dirt, and it was instantly unrecognizable.

Ling Xiaoyao was surprised in his heart. The monster is fierce by nature and cleans the enemy, although this white tiger constantly attacks her with great intensity, but it does not have killing intent, but seems to be tempting. She is a small heavenly step, what is worthy of her temptation of an emperor level? Moreover, Ling Xiaoyao unexpectedly found that he, who had always been cold, actually had a faint affection for this white tiger. In this case, she took this as a rare opportunity to face the enemy. Just before, she had broken through the third stage of the Heavenly Order. Although it was almost useless, she also gained many rare experiences.

But now was not the time to study, she felt the blood in her body draining rapidly, her eyes blackened, and the conspicuous white in front of her was also revised. Although her current opponent is only the White Tiger, who has no murderous intentions towards her, she can't guarantee that she will leave alive if she continues to lose blood like this.

The white tiger fell to the ground, roared, and rose into the air again. Ling Xiaoyao was already crumbling, holding on to a giant tree to barely stand. There was barely anything to see in front of him, and he was delirious. Feeling the hurricane-like power in front of her, she bent down with the last of her physical strength and the instinct for extreme danger she had cultivated.

The white tiger jumped over, leaving six new bloody wounds on Ling Xiaoyao's blood-drenched back.

The severe pain in his back violently stimulated the pain nerves, and Ling Xiaoyao's eyes went dark, and he couldn't hold on at all, and fell to the ground. The last image was left in front of her eyes blurred by blood, and she seemed to see the white tiger slowly walking towards her, gently biting her wrist......

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Zhonglu, Mujiaqi Tongyuan.

A slender girl was sitting boredly on a swing, swinging for a while. The girl was dressed in a navy blue butterfly flower dress, and the skirt was light and the yarn was flying, which looked very elegant. Navy blue, a color that looks very old if you are not careful, completely highlights her elegant but smart temperament on the girl. An ivory white gold-embroidered belt was tied around her body, setting off her slender waist.

Looking at the girl's face with her eyes closed, her skin is fair and soft, and she seems to be able to pinch out water. The palm-sized melon seed face is inlaid with delicate facial features, thin willow eyebrows, long eyelashes, a straight nose, and cherry blossom-like pink lips.

At this time, a well-dressed maid behind her saluted respectfully and said, "Miss, lunch is ready." ”

On the swing, the girl's eyelashes fluttered twice, and she slowly opened her eyes. Those eyes turned out to be a transparent light green, charming and dangerous. She stopped on tiptoe and got up and walked towards the main hall.

On the round table, five steaming dishes and a bowl of clean white rice were already on the table. The dishes are full of meat and two vegetarian dishes, with all the color, flavor and flavor, plus a bowl of thick soup, which can't help but make people appetite.

The girl sat down elegantly, picked up her chopsticks, and pinched a boiled moontail shrimp. As soon as she handed it to her mouth, the girl frowned slightly. Putting down the shrimp, she sandwiched another piece of stir-fried radish and gently put it under her nose.

The girl smiled sarcastically at the corners of her mouth, her frowning brow furrowed, and she finished her meal gracefully and quickly. Of course, those two dishes were avoided.

After the meal, she leaned lazily on the soft couch and chuckled, her tone soft and cruel: "My good 'mother', after so many years, you are really persevering. But thank you so much for providing the experiment for the Gu seedlings I just cultivated recently......"

The girl looked up at the dazzling sun outside the window, and the coldness faded from her large light green eyes. She winked mischievously: "Brother Xiaoyao, when are you coming back, stay in the Mu family, Lang Huan is so boring...... Or is your Shuqi Courtyard comfortable......"