The little white blue eyes were full of tears, it hurt so much. Lan Xin also felt that he was experiencing pain that he had never experienced in his life, and he felt as if his wings were about to break and fall at any time.

But she had no other choice at this time, and if she fell, the magma river would definitely turn into gas, and there would be no ash left. Fly up hard, there is still a glimmer of life, and she can only try desperately.

Thinking like this, I could only say to Xiaobai from the bottom of my heart: "I'm sorry, I want to live." It seems that Lan Xin's sense of survival has also infected Xiaobai, and it no longer drags its feet, giving Lan Xin the autonomy of his body.

Lan Xin silently recited his powerful wind whispering spell, wanting to use the wind power to make it easier. And the little flying black tiger in her mind unknowingly turned into a little flying white tiger.

Could this be Xiaobai, but the wings of the little flying white tiger seem to be a little small, and there are scars on them. Even if Lan Xin recited the Wind Whispering Mantra, it didn't fly as fast and steady as the previous Little Flying Sky Black Tiger.

Lan Xin also felt that the power of the Wind Whispering Spell this time did not seem to be as powerful as before, and the idea of flying to a high place with the help of the wind seemed a little unrealistic.

But why? No way, I don't know how many times I've helped myself. How could the chain fall at a critical moment this time?

Lan Xin saw that gravity was a little uncontrollable, and here, it seemed that the gravity field that his angel gene could control was completely invalid.

The wings became weaker and weaker, and the spirit became more and more tired, and even the Yuan Power in the body was consumed extremely quickly in this place of trial.

Lan Xin closed his eyes in disbelief and continued to recite the wind mantra silently. This time, he was surprised to find that the wings of the little flying white tiger in his mind had visibly recovered, as if the wind spell was healing its injuries.

Lan Xin guessed that it was the little flying white tiger in Fengyu's mind that was healing, so the power in the real world was also weakened?

In this way, is it possible that the little flying white tiger in his mind has recovered, and his wind spell can still work?

Just thinking about it, I saw that the little flying white tiger in my mind had recovered, and it was flying around in my mind like the little flying black tiger before.

Lan Xin didn't need to open his eyes, and he also felt that the wings on his body that were originally just waving mechanically had recovered, and with the help of the mysterious and powerful Wind Whispering Spell, they were soaring.

There was also a surge of pride in her heart, feeling that her wings had miraculously recovered, and she did not hesitate to continue to fly upwards with all her strength, and her four legs also jumped upwards vigorously, and in this way, she returned to the previous water curtain cave without danger.

Lan Xin controlled Xiaobai's body to fall steadily into the water curtain hole, only to find that he was weak, and his legs were so sore that he couldn't stand.

She hurriedly endured and came to the hot spring, lowered her head, looked at Xiaobai on the water, and drank it in a big gulp.

The warm spring water slowly turned the Yuan Force in her body again, and her already hungry stomach was also satisfied. She was about to take another sip when she felt a trance.

After darkness, I opened my eyes, and there was a blood-red world in front of me. She was still in Xiaobai's stomach, and she looked down at the silver-white armor on her body that she didn't know when, and Lan Xin also felt inexplicable.

When I stood up, I found myself in the water, I think I just drank the hot spring, and it felt quite warm. When I moved, I only felt that the armor on my body was extremely light, but it didn't look mortal. The round white tiger head on his chest looked quite majestic, but the armor still seemed to be a little rudimentary.

It's just a large piece of metal armor that protects the front and rear upper body, and the lower body is barely near the knees, a pair of metal knee pads, a pair of metal bracers, and the face is covered with a thin mask-like thing.

Lan Xin looked at it for a while, not knowing how it came about. But compared to the armor given by the master treasure before, she still prefers the current one.

Although it is simple and looks like a soldier's outfit, it is silver-white after all, and it looks like a good material, and it can even sense that it can provide some yuan power for itself.

Could it be that this armor still has the effect of enhancing strength? Thinking like this, Lan Xin's heart suddenly moved, and a pair of snow-white wings also appeared behind him, but he felt that these wings seemed to be attached to the armor, and they were tightly attached to the armor.

Lan Xin admired his outfit and expressed his satisfaction. She touched it with her hand, only to feel that the armor was a little hard, and there were soft white tiger feathers in some places. Could it be that this armor has something to do with Xiaobai?

Remembering that Xiaobai's mother who saw him in a coma seemed to be the Flying Black Tiger King, so he inadvertently contracted Xiaobai to get this armor?

Lan Xin was stunned, in her impression, the contract Flying Black Tiger had to go through the family selection and duel with the Flying Black Tiger, and the most powerful warriors could be recognized by them and complete the contract.

I just experienced an adventure that I couldn't understand, and I met Xiaobai. I met Xiaobai, who has the blood of the Flying Black Tiger, just in time for it to awaken, so I inadvertently formed a contract with it?

I remembered the brilliant light that the blood of the two sides fused before. I also remembered that the tenth aunt of the clan had said that the high-level flying black tiger contract needed a warrior who knew the wind whispering spell. She also felt a mess in her head, one moment happy, the other frowning.

Everyone is a flying black tiger, and I am a proud white tiger, uh, I feel so different!

But after thinking about it, I felt that I didn't know what to do, it was already very good to have a contract beast, and I still picked and chose something.

After some ideological struggle, Lan Xin gradually accepted the fact that Xiaobai had become his contract beast. She sat down cross-legged again, because there was no one to guide her on how to get along with the Flying Tigers, and she had to figure it out on her own.

Reciting the wind mantra silently in his heart, he kept practicing. I've just had a belly of hot springs, and it seems that I have an impact on myself. Now that Yuan Li is quite sufficient, Lan Xin continues to let the wind spell act on the little flying white tiger in his mind.

Sure enough, after a while, the vitality in the hot spring in Xiaobai's belly was absorbed by Lan Xinyi and turned into ordinary water. The image of the little flying white tiger in Lan Xin's mind has also changed.

She saw a small figure demonstrating the exercises, as if to teach herself how to fight side by side with the Flying Black Tiger.

Merge, control flight, mind exchange, armored combat, and cooperate with combat ...... So many skills were displayed in Lan Xin's mind one by one, and Lan Xin also watched and studied carefully.

Lan Xin is immersed in a wonderful learning journey, marveling at the precious wealth left by her ancestors to her descendants, and becoming more and more proud of her family.

No wonder so many clansmen are eager to get a flying black tiger, a partner with a common heart and strength really greatly improves a person's strength......