Little tiger happy to become a god

Chapter 2 The Little Tiger's Name is Yue'er

It is said that Fairy Jinyu entered the mansion of the God of Luoshui, and it was not what the outside world said.Jimoli thought that this little purple tiger didn't like people like Taishang Laojun, so he thought that it had just lost a family member, so it should need someone to love and love it, so he searched a bit, and remembered that one year at the Yaochi meeting, he heard a certain fairy beside him say that Thinking that Jinyu Fairy is the most kind and gentle, he asked the fairy boy to come over, and entrusted this obsessive little purple tiger to her, which was considered complete.

But this time the little Zihu reacted even more violently, before Fairy Jinyu could reach out, he jumped into her arms, Jimo Li was secretly happy, and after a while he realized that he was happy too early.That little purple tiger was so powerful that it had already left a dozen rows of small teeth marks on Fairy Jinyu's neck.Jimoli had no choice but to carry the little Zihu back into his palm, and asked the little fairy boy to give Fairy Jinyu a bottle of elixir and send it out of the mansion.

Fairy Jinyu cried her heartbroken outside Luoshui Mansion holding the elixir given by the God, and finally entered the Mansion of the God, and got a chance to get close to the God, but the brave little purple tiger She refused to cooperate at all, if not, it would be good for her to raise this little purple tiger in the future and bring it with her to have a few words with God.This, this, the little purple tiger who ruined his heart!

That day, Fairy Jinyu, with red eyes, lowered her head and carried her neck with a row of small tiger tooth marks all the way back to the Nine Heavens. There were already fairies watching on the road. It was jealousy, envy and sadness, and sighed secretly: The God of Luoshui really deserves to be the God we all admire. He looks so cold on the surface, but he doesn't want to... blushing and imagine it alone.

As for Jimoli, he let the little purple tiger rest on his palm helplessly.Let it stay in the palm of your hand when you practice all day long.The little fairy boy A Tong also said sadly to Jimoli: "God, is this little purple tiger a girl, I think it's because of you..."

Jimo Li's icy face finally loosened.

The little fairy boy retreated in a hurry, and from that day on, he watched Jimoli shit and pee, oh no, it was the little purple tiger who worked so hard to pull the little purple tiger.

There is an old saying in the world: a mistake will cause eternal hatred, and looking back, it has been a hundred years.Jimo Li Guanghua's lingering eyes looked at the little purple tiger. The little purple tiger still had two bags of tears and held a peach half its size in its legs, watching him silently.

He sighed softly, and with a wave of his hand, a colorful auspicious cloud passed through the branches and floated over. He stepped on the cloud and was about to return to Luoshui Mountain, but his sleeves were pulled off. Jimoli looked at the little purple tiger, and saw its small He raised his head to the big red peach above, Jimo stayed silent, picked off the peach, and threw the little purple tiger and the peach back into the broad brocade sleeves together.

One day, God of Luoshui had time to travel to an unknown fairy mountain with little Zihu. Little Zihu pulled his sleeve and made him stop on a thousand-year-old peach tree. Jumping up to look for the peaches, they finally found a small green peach, and hurriedly took a bite out of it, and then it was so sour that the whole body of the little tiger shrank into one piece, Jimoli frowned, and called it: Come here .

At such a moment, our noble and powerful Luoshui Shangshen suddenly noticed a small problem, the little purple tiger seemed to have no name.

A few days later, Shangshen took the little purple tiger to enjoy the moon on the Jushui Broken Moon Pavilion on Luoshui Mountain. Luoshui Mountain has existed since the creation of all things by the God of Heaven. The whole mountain is like its owner, with snow that never melts all year round. , surrounded by mist, is a very magical ancient mountain. In the center of the continuous Luoshui Mountains is the mansion of Jimoli. The strange thing is that it is like spring all the year round, and the flowers are invincible.

Jushui Broken Moon Pavilion is located on the highest cliff of Luoshui Mountains, with the bright moon at the top and the abyss at the bottom. The scenery here is a contradictory combination of grandeur and refinement, and is known as the most beautiful scenery in the fairy world.

At this time, little Zihu was lying on Shangshen's hand, staring at the strange scene in front of him with wide eyes.Looking around, the ice and snow of Luoshui Mountains reflected bright white light under the moonlight, stretching for thousands of miles, it was a melancholy white.Little Zihu suddenly felt a little sad for no reason, and there seemed to be something more important missing from his memory. Although the temperature of Shangshen's hand was considered moderate, there were many warm smiling faces and warm hands in his memory. The voice kept echoing around her.Where have all those people gone?
Jimo, who was dressed in white, looked far away, standing quietly on the top of Luoshui, his ink painting-like eyebrows were about to fade away under the mist.

Little Zihu is not happy anymore, will God just float away like this?Or suddenly disappear.Then what about it in the future?

So, it grabbed Jimoli's wide cloud sleeves with its tiny fleshy claws, and whimpered twice.Jimo turned away his eyes, and his gaze stayed on Xiao Zihu.At this time, he seemed to have not recovered his senses, his black eyes were like the misty night sky, and also like the endless deep sea, flashing a different color of glass in the night, as if it could absorb all the emotions in the world.Little Zihu just looked at Jimoli.Then, I stayed, and then, I don't know what happened.

The clouds in Jimo Li's eyes gradually dissipated, and the hand that seemed to be carefully piled up with snow in the Luoshui Mountains touched the little Zihu's head, looking at it: "Little Zihu?"

Little Zihu came back to his senses, rubbed his head against the hand in front of him, and tried his best to act like a baby.Jimoli picked it up at that time, and with his cultivation base, it was easy to know what happened to the little Zihu at that time, he sighed inwardly, and said: "Yue, if you are happy, you can relieve your depression and open your mind. Call you How is Yue'er?"

The little purple tiger's glazed eyes blinked, overflowing with joy, it opened its mouth, and instinctively said: "You, the father's surname is You".With a soft, waxy voice, coupled with this body that is only the size of a palm, the description is so small and so cute.

Jimo Li suddenly felt relaxed, and said, "Well, You Yue'er, Yue'er."

This time, Jimo woke up almost half a month away from Shen Xiu.When I opened my eyes, I felt something was wrong.He lowered his head to look at his palm, and was surprised that he didn't see the little purple tiger looking at him with two bags of tears.He stretched out his white jade-like hand and touched its head, but there was no response, and when he touched it again, there was still no response.

Luoshui Shangshen was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly passed the spiritual power in his palm.Yue'er finally opened her eyes unhappily, and saw Jimoli, the big amber eyes radiated green light, and the soft and glutinous voice drifted out powerlessly: "Hungry, hungry".

Jimo left his hand for a while, feeling a little depressed, forgot that it was different from him, the immortal body has not yet transformed, even if it is a great beast, it still needs to eat.

Hastily waved for the flat peach, handed it to Yue'er, thought she would stretch out her legs to hold the flat peach and gnaw vigorously as usual, but Yue'er tilted her head and said no.Luoshui Shangshen took the peach away, and said helplessly, "What do you want to eat?" Yue'er's small head quickly turned around, wrapped in two bags of green-lighting tears, and said firmly, "Meat."

(End of this chapter)