If it weren't for the huge body of the white tiger, the ferocious scene just now would have been impressive. If you said it was the cat raised in the young man's house, no one would believe it.
But this is clearly the white tiger holy beast, a king-level existence among the strange beasts of mountains and seas.
Are you dreaming...
But obviously not, because the young man was already riding a white tiger towards the King of Heaven.
He was riding on a white tiger. This was the king of the mountains and forests in the minds of the people in southern Xinjiang. He was a totem-like existence in the eyes of many people.
When he came to Ying Wuming, Bai Hu still seemed a little unhappy with him. It seemed that the tough Ying Wuming had indeed suffered a lot.
Jiang Fan patted its big head: "Brother, friend, do you understand? You don't have a good brother, so he is one."
Jiang Fan said, smiling and waving to Ying Wuming, asking him to come forward.
Ying Wuming was also bold and walked over immediately.
Jiang Fan jumped off the white tiger, took Ying Wuming's hand and pressed it on the white tiger's paw: "Feel it, he has no hostility, you are friends and partners..."
Bai Hu looked awkward at first, and even wanted to shake Ying Wuming away, but as Ying Wuming laughed heartily and even hit him twice, Bai Hu became less emotional and pulled Ying Wuming away with a paw. It no longer seemed like he was angry, more like he was joking.
Then, everyone stared blankly at the two people and one tiger talking and laughing. The scene was extremely harmonious and also extremely strange...
Yinyue stuttered: "Sister...sister...did you know from the beginning?"
Chu Xiangjun smiled bitterly, his face twitching a little: "I said I had no idea this would happen. Do you believe it..."
"I believe...you pinch me...maybe you have hallucinated after staying up late these past few days..."
After a while, somehow, Ying Wuming rode on the white tiger. The tall and mighty Ying Wuming and the one-foot-tall and three-foot-long white tiger complemented each other, making them extremely domineering.
Upon seeing this, the warriors in southern Xinjiang, led by Yinyue, knelt down one after another.
At this moment, Ying Wuming's status in their minds has reached a higher level, reaching the pinnacle.
The beautiful eyes of the silver moon bloom with endless brilliance, as if he already has the golden eagle, and now he has the white tiger. The king of the sky and mountains of Southern Xinjiang is by his side. He has the real qualifications to aspire to be the king of Southern Xinjiang!
But in Chu Xiangjun's eyes, there was only that Lord. He was the real Demon Emperor. This young Lord, who was calm and gentle, gave her endless shock every time. And this time, he easily tamed the mountain beast king, the White Tiger, who was in charge of killing.
At this moment, she firmly believed that the legend of the nine-tailed fox was true, otherwise how could she have accomplished all this?
Jiang Fan was also very happy. In fact, he could see that Bai Hu and Ying Wuming had grown to cherish each other after ten days of fighting. However, the pride of the two made them decide the winner no matter what. But once the winner was decided, the outcome would probably be It's just bloody.
Fortunately, he arrived in time, but Bai Hu did not break through the coverage of the beast system. With himself as the mediator, Bai Hu and Ying Wuming finally came together, and Ying Wuming got the peerless mount, the King White Tiger.
It’s really irritating to think about it. I have a snow falcon on my head and a dog under my feet, while someone else has a golden eagle on my head and a white tiger on my crotch...
Later, Jiang Fan was a little confused. The white tiger was indeed the king of the jungle, but was there really only one?
After Jiang Fan gestured, Bai Hu led him to two astonishing white bones.
They were two sets of tiger bones. Judging from their size, they were probably twice as big as this white tiger in life. Observing the condition of the skeletons, they should have been dead for more than a few decades.
Listening to the white tiger looking up to the sky and purring, Jiang Fan probably understood that these should be its parents.
But since this is the case, I'm afraid there is no other white tiger. Jiang Fan suddenly felt that this guy was quite lonely. Although tigers are generally solitary, they are indeed very lonely if they don't have the same kind of animals. What if they get a wife and have children in the future?
Mr. Jiang was sympathetic, but his mind went astray again...
"Brother-in-law..." Finally, Ying Wuming's voice came, and Jiang Fan came back to his senses.
"Brother-in-law, it's you after all, you're amazing."
Ying Wuming's eyes were shining and still extremely clear, but Jiang Fan could notice that the clarity was also more profound and sharp.
I have grown up...
Jiang Fan secretly admired.
"Brother-in-law, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's talk alone. This is a clean place. Let them go back first."
Ying Wuming nodded and immediately issued the order. Everyone immediately evacuated outside without any hesitation.
Ying Wuming did a good job despite the orders and prohibitions.
Jiang Fan lightly jumped onto the huge lying cow stone and patted it beside him: "Sit down and chat."
Ying Wuming smiled slightly and jumped up.
Jiang Fan took off the wine gourd from his waist and handed it to him: "Burn the knife and the wine head."
Ying Wuming pulled out the cork and drank a few big sips. He wiped his mouth and said, "It's great, I haven't had it for a long time. Brother-in-law, you don't know. Most of the wine here is fruit wine. It tastes sweet and not strong at all. Drink it." I feel so good."
There seemed to be a hint of complaint in his voice.
Jiang Fan couldn't help but laugh: "You can find Ba Qing's people. This is southern Xinjiang, and it's not a problem for them to supply some wine."
However, Ying Wuming shook his head: "No, I don't want anyone to know my origin."
Jiang Fan also nodded: "Well...then I have to feel aggrieved."
He looked at Ying Wuming with some emotion: "It's been more than a year since I last saw you, and you're even stronger now."
Ying Wuming thought for a while: "As long as everything else remains the same."
"Oh?" Jiang Fan smiled: "But brother-in-law, I feel that you have changed a lot, and your eyes have become much more mature. Unfortunately, I haven't found a solution to the injury on your face yet. Give me some more time."
Ying Wuming chuckled: "Yinyue doesn't care."
Jiang Fan was also a little happy: "I saw she was also wearing a mask. Was she cooperating with you? It's interesting."
Ying Wuming scratched his head: "Who knows, she thinks this is more suitable for me."
"Hahaha," Jiang Fan couldn't help but said, "You two are indeed a good match. I can feel that she really cares about you, and her cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds."
"She has Holy Gu and has been promoted to Gu King. She is the youngest Gu King in the history of Southern Xinjiang. She is of great help to me." Ying Wuming said excitedly.
Jiang Fan nodded: "She is a good girl. Don't let me down. Spend more time with her when you have time. Tiantian Guang knows that fighting is not okay."
Ying Wuming said seriously: "She likes me like this better, and I also like that she likes me like this."
"Haha, that's a bit convoluted, but I think your sister-in-law is pretty good to you." Jiang Fan said mischievously.
Ying Wuming was stunned for a moment and said seriously: "Brother-in-law, I am not you. I know from your experience that emotional chaos is a very troublesome thing and will seriously affect your energy."
Jiang Fan:......
This kid is still so speechless sometimes!
