Zheng Dao fed the little white tiger some water with the water bag he carried with him, but the little white tiger couldn't swallow it anymore, and the water flowed out after a circle in his mouth. Zheng Dao was very anxious when he saw this situation, even if it was a tiger, it was life, and since he had encountered it, he had to save it.

Without thinking too much, Zheng Dao put his right hand on the little white tiger's heavenly spirit, and slowly injected a stream of true qi into his body. Zheng Daoxiong's vigorous true qi circulated back and forth in the little white tiger's body, and finally drove the functions in the white tiger's body, giving it a trace of vitality.

The little white tiger who was treated by Zheng Dao Zhenqi finally showed some signs of improvement, weakly opened his eyes a gap, wanted to raise his head, and fell to the ground in vain after several efforts.

Zheng Dao picked up the water bag and fed him a few sips, the little white tiger who had not eaten water for a few days was like a person who was about to die of thirst in the desert, desperately sucking the water in the water bag with his mouth, and was choked after just a few big sips, and immediately coughed violently, making him lose some of his functions again.

Zheng Dao immediately injected another stream of true qi into his body to help him stabilize the chaotic true qi in his body, and unify the source of the channel, so as not to go mad. Then he picked up the water bag and slowly fed him water, until he drank the water in the water bag, and the little white tiger let go of the water bag with his front paws.

With the moisture of the water, the little white tiger finally regained some vitality. But after all, after being trapped for many days, it is still a big loss of vitality, and it is not so easy to recover. Zheng Dao gently picked it up and lay it in Zheng Dao's generous and warm arms, the little white tiger twisted comfortably from side to side with his eyes closed, and his mouth made a gentle whining sound.

Zheng Dao looked at the cute little white tiger and smiled and said to himself, "Haha, little thing, are you hungry?"

The little white tiger seemed to understand Zheng Dao's words, and looked at him with hopeful eyes. The expression of the little white tiger made Zheng Dao stunned, it seems that this little white tiger is very human, and it doesn't look like an ordinary species.

Don't waste time, Zheng Dao hasn't eaten well in the past few days, for the sake of the iron and wood branches, he has been relying on wild fruits to satisfy his hunger these days, and at this time, his mouth is also faint to death, hungry.

Although Zheng Dao was holding the little white tiger, he still caught three pheasants in a short time, which was not an easy task for him now. Zheng Dao found a cave, made a nest out of dry grass and put the little white tiger on it, and threw a pheasant to him, while he took the other two to the river to disembowel, wash them, and prepare to come back and cook them.

But when Zheng Dao came back, the pheasant in front of the little white tiger didn't move at all, the little white tiger was lying there with his eyes closed, Zheng Dao looked at the little white tiger suspiciously, didn't care about it, set up a fire and began to roast game for himself.

When the fragrance of roast pheasant wafted out, the little white tiger finally opened his closed eyes, salivating at the pheasant on the grill, Zheng Dao looked at the little white tiger strangely, pointed at him with his finger, and pointed at the pheasant with his finger, meaning to ask the white tiger to eat cooked food?

The little white tiger actually nodded slightly, which surprised Zheng Dao. The roasted pheasant could only be thrown to the little white tiger, and the little white tiger devoured a fat pheasant into his stomach in a few bites.

This scene made Zheng Dao stunned, and after eating a roasted pheasant, the little white tiger stared at the second one roasted by Zheng Dao, and Zheng Dao had no choice but to give the second one to it, and he picked up the pheasant that he had thrown to the white tiger before to clean it.

When Zheng Dao came back, the second pheasant had already entered the belly of the white tiger, and after eating the two pheasants, the white tiger finally stopped coveting the one in Zheng Dao's hand. But Zheng Dao shook his head helplessly, with the size of this little white tiger, the pheasants have always been almost half the size of him, and the two pheasants are not known to be many times bigger than his stomach, but the two pheasants were eaten by him, how did he digest them.

Zheng Dao finished eating the pheasant and lay down on a pile of dry grass contentedly, he didn't rest much in the past few days, he was a little tired, set up a seal at the entrance of the cave, and fell asleep when he lay down.

When Zheng Dao opened his eyes again, it was already the next day, and the little white tiger was still sleeping on his body at this time, and I don't know when the little white tiger fell asleep on Zheng Dao's chest.

Gently lifting the little white tiger and putting it on the dry grass pile, Zheng Dao untied the cloth that bandaged the white tiger's wound and wanted to check the wound for him, but this look startled Zheng Dao, only to see that the white tiger's leg had grown new flesh, and the broken leg bone was also intact. Zheng Dao couldn't help but be shocked, what kind of repair speed is this!

Seeing that the little white tiger was no longer a big deal, Zheng Dao's heart was also relaxed. Wake up the little white tiger and let him act on his own, the little white tiger jumped up happily and paced back and forth in front of Zheng Dao, as if he had never been injured.

Zheng Dao knew that this white tiger should be from a desolate land, and it was impossible for a white tiger in the human world to have such self-healing ability. Although he liked this cute little white tiger very much, Zheng Dao decided to send him back to the desolate land, he was still too young and needed the care of his parents.

Zheng Dao took the little white tiger to the north of the world, walked to the top of the mountain and looked at the desolate land with yellow sand, Zheng Dao put the little white tiger on the ground, and said softly: "Go home, your parents must be very anxious." ”

The little white tiger reluctantly rubbed on Zheng Dao's body, and his eyes were a little teary-eyed. After a long period of warmth, the little white tiger turned around and walked towards the desolate land, Zheng Dao looked at its back and smiled and waved his hand gently.

After the little white tiger walked out of a distance, it suddenly ran back to Zheng Dao as if he remembered something, and Zheng Dao squatted down to wait for it when he saw it running back.

The little white tiger ran in front of Zheng Dao, and suddenly put his right front paw in his mouth and bit it, this move stunned Zheng Dao, and he didn't have time to stop it. The little white tiger's claws were already bleeding blood, and with the bleeding front paws, the little white tiger motioned to Zheng Dao to stretch out his right hand.

Zheng Dao stretched out his right hand for no reason, and the little white tiger drew a symbol on Zheng Dao's palm with his own blood, and the moment the symbol was drawn, the blood stains on Zheng Dao's palm suddenly melted into the flesh and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Dao felt that there was a sigil integrated into his Yuan Shen, and he immediately had a feeling of being connected with the little white tiger's heart, and he could control the little white tiger, and the life and death of the little white tiger were under his control.

Zheng Dao understood, this should be the so-called blood contract, the little white tiger was grateful for his life-saving grace, and actually established a blood contract with himself, you must know that this blood contract is a very domineering thing, as long as it is established, it means that you have become someone else's puppet, and life and death are decided by your master.

And the person who has been established as a blood pact can only be a slave for the rest of his life, and you will die with the master's death, and you must not resist what the master wants you to do. If you want to break the blood contract, you can only do it willingly and voluntarily, otherwise you will never want to get out of his control.