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Jiulong Mountain, Jiugong Pavilion.

"Are you awake?" Yue Xiang glanced at Zi Ling on the bed, turned her head to look at Hua Rong and asked, "It's been a coma for a day!"

Hua Rong smiled slightly, and twisted the cane in his hand: "Are you old and confused?" The real person just temporarily sealed her acupoint, don't worry, after half a pillar of incense, she will automatically wake up." ”

When Yuexiang heard this, he looked at the dreamy mountains outside the pavilion and sighed deeply: "Hey, I'm really embarrassed by the red poplars." I don't know if that white-toothed tiger can save the real person's apprentice!"

When Hua Rong heard this, he walked a few steps on crutches and looked at the scenery outside: "I hope Hongyang doesn't hold a grudge against real people." Real people are also a bitter conscience! Under the overall situation, this can only be the case. It can not only save the healthy teeth of the white light tiger, but also save the lives of real apprentices, which is really the best of both worlds. I hope so!"

The imperial capital of the imperial city, by Longshan.

Mo Yan Hongyang was alone, sitting on the top of the mountain, watching the sunset slowly set down the mountain. At this moment, he is sad, affectionate, and nostalgic.

"My White Light Tiger......!"

Unconsciously, his tears slowly fell to the ground, and with a pop, the surrounding mountain flowers instantly opened.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry for you!" At this moment, a familiar voice sounded behind Mo Yan Hongyang.

This figure is so familiar, so familiar that it is fascinating and exciting. This is the voice of Senior Brother White Tiger.

"Senior Brother White Tiger!" Mo Yan Hongyang heard the voice, turned his head suddenly, he jumped up excitedly, hugged the healthy tooth Bai Guanghu tightly, and tears couldn't stop flowing down, "Bai Guanghu!"

"Senior brother, don't be sad!"

Mo Yan Hongyang thought that the tiger in front of him was the former white-toothed white light tiger, but in fact, he was the senior brother of the white tiger, the senior brother of the white tiger after borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul. The body is the white light tiger with strong teeth, but the original god is the white tiger senior brother.

When Mo Yan Hongyang heard that the voice was wrong, he suddenly turned up and turned to look at the imperial city at the foot of the mountain: "Senior brother, go back! I want to be quiet!"

When Bai Hu heard this, he twisted his ears, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and secretly thought in his heart: "Senior brother, I don't have any demands now, and the only hope is that you can forgive me!"

At this moment, the white tiger can no longer transform into a human form, and will always be a tiger in animal skin.

The white tiger opened his eyes, did not speak, bowed his head to his ears and stayed in place, staring at Mo Yan Hongyang's back, and never gave up!

Perhaps, this is the most simple and appropriate way to express gratitude!

At this moment, the white tiger secretly thought in his heart that he would always become Mo Yan Hongyang's personal mount!

Twilight has fallen on the earth.

Mo Yan Hongyang glanced at the white tiger behind him, looked up at the starry sky, and closed his eyes: "Senior Brother White Tiger, you go back! ”

When the white tiger heard this, he twisted his ears, but did not make a sound, and still bowed his head to the ground. He's holding on! Asking for forgiveness.

In this way, Mo Yanhongyang stood there quietly. The breeze ruffled his long hair, fluttering strands of hair, twinkling with starlight. And the white tiger, motionless, quietly waited behind him, never giving up!

Suddenly, a few leaves fell, and the surroundings were so quiet that the sound of falling leaves hitting the branches could be clearly heard.

When the white tiger heard this, he pricked up his ears, immediately got up, shook his head and tail, and walked around to check, but there was no figure.

"You go back, I'm safe, I'll protect myself!" Mo Yan Hongyang said coldly.

The voice fell, and with a snort, a tree not far away shook slightly.

When Bai Hu heard this, he twisted his nose, and his sensitive sense of smell told him that there was something around: "Senior brother, let's go down the mountain!" ”

When Mo Yan Hongyang heard this, he turned his head to look at the surrounding environment, and said, "It's just that the wind is moving, don't be scared!"

When the white tiger heard this, he didn't think so, and immediately said: "Emperor Yan's dictation, from now on, I, the white tiger, will be your personal guard and mount, at your disposal!

The voice fell, and with a whoosh, an arrow shot out from between the surrounding dense forests.

When the white tiger saw it, he jumped violently, like a flying arrow off the string, flew into the air, and bit the flying arrow: "Young master, quickly come to my back, leave this place immediately, there are assassins!"

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