long night walk

Chapter 48 Who is not a [-]-pound cutie anymore

During the time he was speaking, his hands had already begun to swallow spiritual power, and the pitch-black lines on the blue talisman paper began to surge crazily.

"Roar!!!" There was a roar of a tiger that shocked people's souls.

The mermaids in the lake couldn't stand the terrible sound, and hid in the bottom of the lake one after another.

Under the invisible roar, waves and ripples appeared on the calm lake surface.

Everyone had already held their breath, including the two disciples of Tianxi Sword Sect.

Even though he knew that the heroic ghost tiger was not coming towards him, layers of cold sweat still broke out on his back at this moment.

Bai Lian's eyes were vigilant and dangerous, and a huge five-meter-long white tiger emerged from the black line.

There are colorful black lines on the body of the white tiger, as black as ink like the color of a curse, outlining this huge sinister and ghostly body.

Its pupils are also pitch black, without pupils, so it looks ruthless.

Under the order of Mr. Meng, he was full of evil spirits and approached Bai Li'an alone!
The cold body of the corpse demon is even colder under the enveloping evil spirit!
If he had been an ordinary person, he would have already died of a shattered liver and gallbladder under the power of this terrifying evil spirit!

Bai Lian squeezed the palms of his hands where there was no cold sweat.

Although the Corpse Demon has no body temperature and can't sweat, naturally he doesn't have sweaty hands to show that he should be nervous and frightened at the moment.

But Bai Lian found strangely that when his eyes met the black pupils of the heroic ghost tiger, he was extremely calm, and even felt a bit strangely kind.

Yingling Ghost Tiger didn't notice Bailian's gradually relaxing and soft eyes.

There is a ruthless look in a pair of tiger eyes, as if he has lost his mind.

The air mechanism under the four tiger claws exploded, sending up streams of bloody air, rushing towards Bai Li'an.

The little deer shivered and curled up at Bai Lian's feet, but refused to leave no matter what.

Yang Zhao and Wen Kang showed a knowing smile on their faces, and their eyes scanned the surrounding space, as if they were looking for something.

So they didn't notice that at this moment, Bai Lian raised his palm very naturally, and his fingers formed seals quickly.

The printing method was complicated but quickly condensed into shape, and even Bai Li'an showed a look of astonishment on his face.

He didn't know what the imprint was under his fingers, but it was as natural and smooth as when he was in the state of cultivation.

After drawing the last stroke with his fingers, he held the seal with his palm and patted it down on Heroic Ghost Tiger's forehead.

The roar of the tiger stopped abruptly.

A pair of scarlet animal pupils soon appeared in the dark eye sockets, and those huge pupils turned from confusion to clarity, and then from clarity to kindness.

After two muffled thuds, the thick tiger claws came to a stop in front of Bai Lian.

Just as a shocking thunder exploded above everyone's head, the Heroic Ghost Tiger grew its bloody mouth again.

Yang Zhao and Wen Kang were holding their breath and just about to breathe a sigh of relief, the corners of their mouths under the mask were about to show a sarcasm.

At this moment, the majestic and majestic heroic ghost tiger that shocked the audience broke out with a roar that could break the heart and soul.

"Meow~~~"

The corners of the raised mouth under the mask suddenly became stiff and cramped!

Mr. Meng's small hand trembled, and the blue talisman in his hand almost flew away.

Everyone is down!
Meow?

Did they get it wrong? ! ! !

The heroic ghost tiger of the majestic You Dynasty, the ghost tiger who swallowed thousands of ghosts without batting an eyelid, Mr. Yinhu, what were you crying about just now?
Meow? ! !

Who are you acting like a spoiled child, Mr. Guihu, the heroic spirit? ! !
What blinded your majestic eyes and heart, and gave you the illusion that you are a cute cat! !
The admiration in Lin Guiyuan's eyes grew stronger, the spear in his hand returned to the appearance of a golden vine, and he silently rolled up his messy hair.

One of them stretched out his hand weakly and asked, "Meng...Young Master Meng, are you sure that what you accepted is only a heroic ghost tiger from the Nether Prison."

A sparkling teardrop oozed out of the corner of Mr. Meng's eyes, and he swears very rarely without grace: "I was very sure when I accepted it back then, but now... I'm not so damn sure!"

It's too embarrassing, Lord Yin Hu, come back quickly.

I beg you.

Silently recited a summoning tactic in my heart.

The result is useless.

The tall and mighty Ghost Prison Tiger crossed its legs, like a delicate little girl.

Rubbing in front of Bai Lian in three steps at a time, Meow Meow Meow rubbed her big round head against Bai Lian's stomach.

A look of pleasing to lick the dog.

After pretending to be a cat, he began to pretend to be a dog again, wagging his tail and begging for hugs and hugs.

Mr. Meng only felt a mouthful of blood gushing up his throat, a fishy smell gushed out of his mouth, he couldn't stand upright, his eyes turned black.

It must be the wrong way for him to open the ghost talisman...

Bai Lian touched the icy tiger's head, lowered his eyes and looked at his right hand that had just formed a seal, feeling a moment of emotion in his heart.

Young Master Meng is about to burst into tears. He has raised this heroic ghost tiger for 150 years, feeding it with delicious food and drink every day, even at the expense of his own essence and blood.

Now, after feeding and feeding, a white-eyed wolf with a meat bun beating a dog is gone forever!
Grinding his teeth hard, he forcibly swallowed the blood in his mouth!

He increased the strength of the summoning technique, and the spiritual power frantically flowed from the palm of his hand.

The cheerful smile on his face had been lost for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "The yin spirit returns to the talisman!"

"puff……"

What responded to him was a muffled and thick fart sound, a stream of yin fire spewed out from the extremely stinky fart, fell into Mr. Meng's hands, and directly burned the rare blue talisman paper in his hand to ashes .

But it is not completely heartless, it seems to remember that this person is the shit shovel officer who has fed him for 150 years.

The yin fire spewed out from its graceful and indescribable part, but it only burned the piece of blue talisman paper, and did not hurt him at all.

But it didn't know that this move had deeply hurt Mr. Meng's heart.

The calm and calm Mr. Meng shook his body violently, stretched out his arms towards the nearest person as if asking for help, and said with blank eyes, "Someone help me."

Soon someone supported him, and asked with deep worry on his face, "Mr. Meng, are you alright?"

Of course, the man avoided his fart-smelling hand very sharply and held his arm.

Mr. Meng looked ahead and wagged his tail, grinning flatteringly and squinting his eyes like a heroic ghost tiger with a fat two hundred catties, his heart was throbbing.

Bai Lian did not expect that things would develop to this point.

He found that he seemed to have a special constitution, which was naturally very attractive to these animal creatures.

So is the little deer.

Linyuan mermaid is like this.

Now even this Lord Yinhu... is the same.

It's just that for some reason, such a scene feels a little familiar to people.

Could it be that he also raised little ghost pets before his death?

(End of this chapter)