"Hey, little one, do you remember the girl who saved you last night?" Ning Meng squatted in front of the little white cat, and her gentle voice was seductive.

The identity of this little white cat is certainly not simple.

Sure enough, the little white cat raised her eyes to look at her, and there was a touch of arrogance in her eyes.

Ning Meng continued to abduct and said: "She is your benefactor, and she can be regarded as your friend, she needs your help, please be sure to help." ”

The little white cat tilted its head, obviously not fully understanding what Ning Meng was talking about.

Ning Meng patiently explained: "That girl is in trouble, I hope you can help." If you help her, she will thank you again. ”

Hearing this, the little white cat suddenly became vigilant and stared at Ning Meng vigilantly.

It was not hostile, but it was still defensive.

"She's just a little girl, you won't be afraid, will you?" Ning Meng looked at it defiantly.

The little white cat suddenly exploded, jumped up and pounced on Ning Meng.

Ning Meng had already expected it to be like this, and dodged lightly.

The little white cat fell into the air and chased after it angrily.

The two chased around the bamboo forest, you come and go, so it's not lively.

Ning Meng saw that this little white cat was a two-star demonic beast, and she had cultivated the Ice Flame Technique for a while, and she was confident that she would defeat it!

Chapter 8 [008] The little white cat is a three-star Warcraft!

After a fierce fight, Ning Meng finally won.

The little white cat was trampled under Ning Meng's feet, and kept wailing: "Woo woo......"

"I lost...... Whining...... Begging for mercy......" The little white cat's tears were full of tears, and she was so aggrieved that she couldn't do it.

"Since you admit defeat in the bet, then quickly tell me, where is the lair of the Dragon Beast King?" Ning Meng put away his martial arts and looked down at it indifferently.

The little white cat shook its fur and said obediently: "I don't know ......"

"Oh." Ning Meng slapped it away with a palm and turned to leave.

"Wait!" The little white cat hurriedly shouted.

Ning Meng turned around and said unhappily: "What's wrong?" ”

"The Dragon Beast King likes to take a bath, and he will soak in the spiritual spring every seven days. You can stay near the spiritual spring, and you might even run into the Dragon Beast King. ”

"Oh?"

Ning Meng raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect there to be such a clue.

She smiled and walked towards the spring.

"Whoa......" The little white cat lay on the ground, looking at Ning Meng's back, her eyes flashing with a cunning luster.

Little beauty, you are waiting to be devoured by the dragon beast king~

The little white kitten's gaze moved to her chest. On the breast, licked the tip of the hairy pink nose.

Well, the little beauty's milk tastes quite fragrant.

Ning Meng walked to Lingquan's side, sat cross-legged on the ground, and waited quietly.

When the sun was three poles, a flock of black crows suddenly flew over.

Ning Meng opened his eyes and stood up to look over.

I saw that the black crow was getting closer and closer, and finally stopped ten meters away from Ning Meng, and then circled around her.

Ning Meng frowned, not knowing what was going on.

Suddenly, the black crows flew towards Ning Meng, and then landed on her shoulders, rubbing her cheeks and ears affectionately.

Ning Meng was startled, looked at the dense birds in astonishment, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, staring at them vigilantly.

As if they had not noticed her fear, the birds rubbed against her affectionately, and chirped as if they were showing off something to her.

"Chirp......" A little crow flew to Ning Meng's face, and then tapped the corner of her eye with its wings.

"Chirp......" Another crow drew a circle on the left side of her face.

......Another crow drew two bars on her right side of her face, and finally the crow drew four bars on her neck.

Ning Meng looked at her messily painted neck, and then looked at this group of lively and cute crows who tried their best to make her laugh.

They...... What's going on?

"Chirp ......" The little red bird suddenly flew in front of Ning Meng, opened its mouth and barked a few times, its round body shaking constantly.

The crows were even happier at the sight of the little red bird, and they flocked to the little red bird's side, scrambling to draw circles on it.

For a moment, the scene was chaotic.

Looking at this weird painting style, Ning Meng couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

She picked up the little red bird and asked, "What's going on?" ”

The little red bird held its head proudly high, as if announcing itself as a leader.

"Chirp ......"

Ning Meng understood what it said—these idiots were all trained by it.

"You're the boss?" Ning Menghu said suspiciously, and a pair of clear eyes looked at the little red bird.

"Chirp." Of course!

Ning Meng showed a pleased smile: "I'll just say, your coat color is so beautiful, it must be a powerful demonic beast." ”

The little red bird snorted triumphantly: "Of course! ”

"How can I turn you into my contract beast?" Ning Meng asked.

The little red bird blinked his blue eyes, and then looked like he suddenly realized, "Oh, I almost forgot about this stubble." I'm a three-star Warcraft, and I can only make a contract with Warcraft below the three-star level, and I must be an illusionist or summoner. You don't meet the requirements, so we can't sign a contract, we can only be friends. ”

Ning Meng frowned: "I'm not an illusionist. ”

Little Red Bird pouted: "I'm not a summoner either. ”

Ning Meng was silent.

At this time, she finally understood one thing - she and the little red bird were not the same kind of monsters!

Her contract beast is a phoenix, with a nirvana flame, a supreme bloodline in the divine realm, and a legendary magical beast!

Her level of demonic beasts is not high, but because she has the phoenix bloodline, her strength has improved quickly.

Moreover, her magical beasts are graded, divided into five grades: beginner, intermediate, high, and super.

The little red bird is at most a mid-level magical beast, which is far from the phoenix.

That's why she dared to make a deal with it.

But what puzzled Ning Meng was that how could the Dragon Beast King have something to do with the little red bird?

"I've heard that the Dragon Beast King's personality is very irritable." Ning Meng frowned and said worriedly.

Little Red Bird shook his head: "The temper of the Dragon Beast King is indeed very short-tempered, but I can control its short-tempered. As long as I say nice things in front of him, he will gently soothe me. ”

Ning Meng breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the little red bird had a way.

Little Red Bird continued, "As long as you promise to take me to the Spirit Spring, I will teach you how to control the temper of the Dragon Beast King. ”

Ning Meng hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

She hadn't figured out where these birds came from, and if she rushed into the Spirit Spring, wouldn't she be causing trouble for herself if she angered the Dragon Beast King?

Anyway, she had already found the direction where Lingquan was, so she didn't rush for a while.

……

In the evening, it was getting dark.

The little red bird took Ning Meng and walked in the direction of Lingquan.

"Chirp." Hurry up, hurry, it can't wait to drink the spiritual spring water~~

Ning Meng quickened his pace and followed the little red bird, and soon passed through the jungle and entered the mountain stream.

There is a green lake in the mountain stream.

In the middle of the lake grows a giant plant, which is green and has dark green leaves, exuding strong spiritual power.

Ning Meng's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran over, took out a dagger and cut his fingers, and blood dripped into the lake.

In the next second, a faint white mist appeared in the originally turquoise lake, slowly converging together.