Chapter 49: The Unreliable Little White Tiger

"It's good to have food to eat, and you can pick and choose." This is his first time cooking, and others can't eat it if they want to.

"......" the painting zither punched the soft bear's mouth, "Good! Hungry! Yikes! ”

Today, I walked the mountain road for half a day, and I only ate a few fruits at noon, and my legs were weak from hunger.

Feng Lige grabbed the back collar of the painting kite and lifted her into the bedroom.

"When you fall asleep, you won't feel hungry, so go to sleep."

He threw down the sentence and turned around, drawing a kite to ask him where he was going, but in the blink of an eye, the man was gone.

When Feng Lige came back, he had two more things in his hand, one was a baked cake and the other was a sweet cake.

He went into the bedroom and wanted to give the food to the milk doll, but found that she slept soundly.

Even when he fell asleep, he was holding that teddy bear doll in his arms.

Feng Lige put down the food and sat quietly on the edge of the bed looking at the sleeping milk doll.

With the palm of his hand, he had an extra dagger in his hand, and gradually approached the girl.

"Mother's ......"

Feng Lige hurriedly hid the dagger in his sleeve.

He muttered a sentence, turned around, and pointed the back of his head at Feng Lige.

He flashed his dagger again, his peach blossom eyes dim and uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Teddy Bear, I don't have anything, don't you go......"

The painting kite was still talking intermittently in her dreams, and Feng Lige hesitated for a long time, but finally did not do anything to hurt her.

Feng Lige walked out of the bedroom, and at this time, the hosta hidden in the sleeve cage of the painting zither trembled.

The little white tiger was in a panic, when she woke up just now, she noticed a murderous aura, and the source of that murderous aura was the man in red......

He also wants to hurt the painting kite? Who the hell is he?

"Mother, Daddy, where are you ......?"

The painting kite frowned slightly, and always dreamed of unhappy things when he fell asleep.

The little white tiger saw that she was sleeping so unsteadily, and was hesitant to wake her up.

The time for me to wake up this time will definitely be longer than the first time, and while there is still a little bit of cultivation that can be used, I still send the painting kite back to Yunwu Mountain.

Although Elder Dongyan is not a good bird, isn't there still an Elder of the Material Warehouse.

In the world, without relatives and no reason, Feng Lige is unreliable now.

The little white tiger made up his mind and immediately wanted to send the painting kite away.

The roof tiles were gone, and the sleeping painting kite was light, lying in the arms of the teddy bear.

She was surrounded by a circle of white rays, and the bear doll slowly crossed the roof, farther and farther from the ground.

The painting kite was woken up by the summer wind, and when she found herself being carried by a bear doll into the sky, she was scared into a cold sweat.

Under the moonlight, she looked at the scene flying backwards next to her, and quickly closed her eyes.

Feng Lige stood in the vegetable garden in front of the house for a long time and blew the night breeze, he didn't understand what he was hesitating about!

Turning around, Feng Lige returned to the bedroom and found that the milk doll was gone, and even the teddy bear she had been holding had disappeared.

He had been at the door of the house just now, and he didn't notice that the zither had gone out......

Raising his head, Feng Lige looked at the roof that was lifted, her peach blossom eyes narrowed, and she ran out in the next second.

The little white tiger thought that he could send the painting kite back to Yunwu Mountain, but he never thought that he would fall asleep again before he flew far after he went out.

The teddy bear was not supported by the little white tiger's cultivation, and fell from a high altitude with a painted kite.

"Ah...... I'm afraid of heights! ”

The tingling sensation of falling straight down gave her goosebumps all over her body.

It's over, she's about to break to pieces.