The white-haired tiger's four thick big claws were pressed tightly on the clouds, but the huge tiger eyes were staring at Feng Shitian tightly, and he was now a little puzzled in his heart, could the woman in the red dress refine the pill?

Although he didn't know how to refine pills, he also knew that pills like Huatian Dan could only be refined by an alchemist like an old man, after all, it was a high-grade pill.

But this woman in the red dress is not an old man with gray hair and beard, no matter how you look at it.

Cough, cough, cough, wrong, wrong, it's not an old man, this woman should be an old woman!

The white-haired tiger muttered to himself in his heart, but he had already observed it very carefully, among the three people in their line, the woman in the red dress was the most like an alchemist, and she was the only one who would give some pills casually.

Standing on the clouds, the white-haired tiger tilted his head, blinked his eyes, and looked serious thinking, and finally he shook his head and made up his mind, since he couldn't see it, then he would try it himself.

So the huge body of this thing rolled directly on the clouds and directly turned into a mimic.

So just now it was a majestic white tiger, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a white kitten.

"Roar, roar, roar......" patted his throat, and the white tiger that turned into a little white cat stood on the clouds but tried his own cat meow.

No, no.

The white tiger shook his head, and then raised his paw and patted it on his throat, saying that he had learned cat language very carefully, after all, sometimes it is very important to know a foreign language!

So the sound of "cough, cough, cough......" sounded again.

No, no, no.

It's just that this white tiger still has a very persistent spirit, so the thing patted his throat again, and then found the feeling again, and practiced the cat meow: "Wang, Wang, Wang!" ”

No, no, it's definitely not a cat barking, that's a dog barking at all!

I don't know how long I tried, but when it was completely dark, the white tiger still hadn't mastered the cat.

The whole night passed, and Bai Hu only felt that his throat was about to smoke, saying that he was a very strong spirit beast, but he couldn't stand the hard work of this night.

Finally, when the first rays of sunlight lit up in the eastern sky, the white tiger finally found the feeling of being a cat, so he opened his mouth: "Meow, meow, meow......"

Well, this time the cat's meow is finally right.

So the white tiger's paws slapped on the clouds, and the small body jumped down directly from the clouds, and fell directly to the door of Feng Shitian, and then carefully curled up his body in a ball, saying that cats seem to be like this.

Damn, it's just that the cat's body is much softer than the tiger's, and it's really hard for him to curl up to the cat's level.

But it took some effort, and it can barely be said to be qualified.

"Meow, meow!" I screamed twice again, well, it should sound pretty standard.

So the white tiger was completely relieved, just waiting for Feng Shitian to open the door, and then he came to the cold cat meow, and then waited for the woman in the red dress to have a stunning glimpse of herself!

I have to say that this white tiger's calculation in his heart is quite good, but will things really be as he thinks?