The white tiger in the cave raised his eyes in confusion, as if he had thought of something.
Looking at the white tiger running wildly in front of him, He Lanyao was about to pick up Ning Ruxi and chase after him, but Long Shaoyan had already picked up Ning Ruxi and left.
This guy is quite colorful.
A smile flashed in He Lanyao's heart, and he quickly set off to catch up with the white tiger who was about to disappear in front of them.
Could it be another way?
He would be willing to stand there and wait for them.
The cold wind blew past Ning Ruxi's ears.
Ning Ruxi's face was sore from being scratched, and what he couldn't bear the most was the strange feeling coming from his neck.
He was carried by Long Shaoyan, and his neck was tightly stuck by the collar.
While running around, he intuitively told himself that he should close his mouth and breathe through his nose, but he always felt out of breath when breathing through his nose.
When he opened his mouth, his throat felt as if a knife had been stabbed through it.
Just when Ning Ruxi was in agony, Bai Hu braked suddenly and stopped. arrive.
It remembers that it always wandered here when it was young.
But, how to get in?
"Bai Hu, take three steps forward."
There seemed to be a faint yellow mark under Bai Hu's body.
He Lanyao wanted to see clearly, but the yellow mark suddenly disappeared.
Helan Yao then asked Bai Hu to go away a little.
As soon as Bai Hu walked away, He Lanyao saw the yellow mark where Bai Hu stood again.
He Lanyao took a closer look, but there was nothing under the snow where Bai Hu was standing.
Could it be that the yellow mark followed Bai Hu's body?
He Lanyao understood in her heart that the opportunity Ning Ruxi saw might be related to Bai Hu.
But, how to enter that cave?
He Lanyao walked closer to Bai Hu and studied the yellow mark carefully.
The mark looked more and more like a formation, and the center of the formation was a yellow circle, which was emitting a faint light.
It was as if he was expecting something.
"White Tiger, don't move."
He Lanyao said, while exerting force on her hands, a drop of red blood fell from White Tiger's abdomen and fell straight into the yellow circle.
"Roar" is extremely protective.
The abdomen is the softest part of its body.
All animals will protect their abdomen tightly and never let outsiders see it.
Helanyao warned it not to move, but Helanyao actually drew blood from its abdomen.
Bai Hu was about to move, but his whole body was held down by someone.
It's Long Shaoyan.
Long Shaoyan's inner strength has condensed into a big palm, which is pressing it firmly, making it unable to move at all.
Was it being bullied by two owners at the same time?
The blood of the white tiger was still dripping into the magic circle.
After a while, the small yellow circle in the magic circle had completely turned red, and when the small yellow circle was about to turn red.
The entire magic circle no longer absorbed the white tiger's blood, and the white tiger's excess blood rolled directly into the snow-colored land outside the magic circle.
And when the yellow circle was saturated, the entire magic circle suddenly turned red, and the blood rushed to the sky, and the white tiger disappeared into this blood.
"Where's the white tiger?"
Ning Ruxi was frightened by the scene in front of her.
Not only a living person but also a living tiger just disappeared.
The beam of light that had just suddenly reached the sky seemed to be gone.
Ning Ruxi pointed tremblingly at a drop of red blood from the white tiger on the snow and asked stutteringly.
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He Lanyao frowned and looked at the beam of light: "I was probably attracted to that cave."
I just don't know if the cave is dangerous, but I think the strength of the white tiger is also very high, especially in this snow-capped mountain where the white tiger can show its full potential.
There is no need to worry too much about extraordinary strength.
And from the look of Bai Hu, it was clear that he was familiar with this place, so it shouldn't be a big problem.
It was the cave he had foreseen, but how could a living tiger suddenly disappear?
"It's probably a different space created by an expert," Long Shaoyan said: "There are some in some ancient scrolls, but these strange people and strange things have long since disappeared.
It is also thanks to Bai Hu that I can see them today."
"Can the white tiger still come out?"
When the white tiger was around, the two of them were still companions.
But if Bai Hu just left like this, it would be an eyesore next to He Lanyao and Long Shaoyan.
Ning Ruxi asked with a slightly anxious tone.
When did the relationship between Ning Ruxi and Bai Hu become so good?
He Lanyao was surprised: "It should be possible."
No one would be so bored, spending so much effort just to detain a tiger.
While He Lanyao and the others were talking, Bai Hu had already arrived at the cave.
And Bai Hu has long remembered his childhood memories.
Their clan belongs to the ancient mythical beast, the Flying Winged Tiger.
After tens of thousands of years of inheritance, the bloodline of their family has become increasingly thinner.
But because they still have a trace of the blood of ancient beasts on their bodies, their clan has become the best tonic for other groups.
The trace of blood in their bodies will most likely help other beasts evolve into higher-level beasts.
Therefore, the number of their clan is declining year by year.
Later, some masters from the clan used their lives to set up this magic circle on the top of Kongsang Mountain and opened up a parallel space.
There is a drop of blood belonging to the ancient mythical beast Flying Winged Tiger placed in the space.
As long as the descendants eat it, the bloodline can complete evolution and may grow wings belonging to the ancient mythical beast Flying Winged Tiger.
However, because the energy contained in the blood is too great, if one does not have enough skill to absorb this, he may explode and die.
Therefore, that ancestor set a strength limit in the magic circle, and only the descendants of the Flying Winged Tiger who had reached the realm of Qi training could enter.
When the ancestor set up this magic circle, there were already very few people in his clan, and it seemed that his parents had gone through all kinds of hardships to bring it here.
After coming here, its parents both died due to overwork.
They just told it to enter this cave as soon as possible before they died.
Now is the time for it to complete its evolution and become the strongest of their clan.
Being able to fly has always been its dream.
The white tiger suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the blood suspended in mid-air.
Before Bai Hu's body reached the blood, the blood seemed to have sensed and automatically left its original position and flew towards Bai Hu's mouth.
As soon as the drop of blood touched Bai Hu's body, Bai Hu fell into a deep sleep as if he had taken Mongolian sweat medicine.
Only a steady stream of red light continued to radiate outside the white tiger's body, as if it was trying to wash away the white tiger's bones.
The corners of Bai Hu's mouth showed a sweet smile, as if he was having a good dream
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