I'll hand over the system soon.

After the blood mark formed, it slowly dissipated as if it had blended into the skin of the Resentful Infant. The originally somewhat transparent body of the Resentful Infant gradually became solidified as the blood mark dissipated.

After flicking the resentful baby on the forehead, Sancho became sluggish again and quickly stuffed himself with a few freshly baked elixirs.

After taking the elixir, she calmed down for a moment and regained most of her energy. Then she fed him another elixir that Resentful Baby had been coveting. Sancho knocked on Resentful Infant's forehead and said, "Come on, come out with me." Absorb the moonlight and practice, don't waste my blood essence."

The resentful baby who had received the elixir was grinning happily, but thanks to his not very beautiful appearance, this smile was very frightening.

Sancho really didn't want to see such a horrifying smile, so he took the lead to go to the courtyard and sit down cross-legged and began to practice with the moonlight.

The Resentful Infant behind him laughed for a while and then followed Sancho's example and sat in the courtyard. However, the Resentful Infant was obviously not as focused as Sancho, and soon his attention was attracted by the slight movement outside the courtyard.

Just as he was about to climb out and take a look, a hand pressed down on his head, forcing him to sit down obediently again.

After the resentful baby sat down, the movement outside the courtyard became louder. After a while, under the moonlight, a white figure sneakily poked its head at the door.

Seeing that both Sancho and the Resentful Infant were sitting with their eyes closed, seemingly not noticing it, it became a little bolder and tried to cross the threshold.

But it seemed to have overestimated its height, or underestimated the height of the threshold. It turned over for a long time without being able to turn over. Finally, it jumped hard and came in, but it fell in instead.

The dazed little figure stood up and immediately looked at Sancho and the Resentful Infant.

Sancho was amused in his heart, but his face remained expressionless as he practiced seriously with his eyes closed. This little guy was quite vigilant.

After the little guy noticed that Sancho and the Resentful Infant were motionless, he slowly walked around behind Sancho. When he saw the pills on the ground that had not yet been confiscated, his eyes suddenly lit up.

It smelled the fragrance of these elixirs on the mountain.

After looking back again to make sure that Sancho hadn't noticed, it finally felt relieved and immediately wanted to pounce on the elixir to feast on it.

But before it had time to act, it saw itself getting higher and higher from the ground.

"Little guy, no one told you that you will get caught easily if you are too greedy?" Sancho held the little guy in his arms and couldn't help but started jerking off again and again.

This is a little tiger, and it is also a white tiger. There is not a trace of hair on the body, but this white tiger looks a little malnourished. Not only is it very thin, but it is also dirty and tight. From the appearance, it should be a cub that has lost the protection of its parents. Tiger.

During the day, the little guy stumbled along with her, but later he saw that she had returned to the Taoist temple, so he stopped following her. Unexpectedly, he came over at night.

He must have been attracted by the scent of the elixir.

The little tiger in his arms was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. His body was stiff and he didn't even dare to struggle.

Sancho had no intention of scaring the little tiger. The spiritual power of her fingertips followed her hand across the little tiger's body and slowly seeped into it, helping the little tiger to slowly heal.

The penetration of spiritual power gradually relaxed the little tiger's stiff body, and he even snored comfortably in Sancho's arms, completely forgetting his situation.

Sancho said amusedly: "What a stupid tiger who only cares about eating but not about fighting."

The little guy who was so afraid of her just now was so easily bribed by a little spiritual power.

The spiritual power was certainly comfortable, but it was a pity that Sancho himself did not have much spiritual power at the moment. After conditioning the little tiger for a while, Sancho stopped.

Feeling the disappearance of his spiritual power, the little tiger nuzzled into Sancho's arms in dissatisfaction, as if he was complaining why he didn't continue to use his spiritual power to comb his cat.

Sancho nodded the little guy's nose without temper, put it on the ground, picked up the weakest pill and fed it to the little guy, and then collected the rest of the pills.

This little guy must have struggled to survive before. Not only was he small and thin, but he also had some inherent deficiencies. The medicine was too powerful for this little guy to withstand.

After putting the elixir away, Sancho no longer cared about the little guy and returned to the yard to continue practicing. It was up to the little guy whether he wanted to go back to the mountain or stay here.

One night passed, and after absorbing the first ray of purple air after sunrise, Sancho felt the warm touch in his arms before he even opened his eyes.

It seems that not only did the little guy not go back to the mountain, but he also chose a very good nest for himself. The resentful babies on the side looked at the little guy with eyes full of resentment.

He also wanted to be in his master's arms, but he didn't dare. He could feel that his master didn't particularly like him.

The resentful baby, whose brain capacity is not large enough, has no concept of beauty and ugliness yet, so he does not know that a certain shameless tiger will always rely on his appearance to overwhelm him in the future.

As Sancho stopped practicing, the little tiger woke up in a daze. The first time he woke up, he tilted his head and rubbed himself in Sancho's arms like a baby.

Sancho carried it back to the room, put the little one who was not fully awake yet on the bed, and made a simple breakfast.

The resentful baby can also eat, but what it eats is not real food, but a burst of energy. Food that has been eaten by the resentful baby cannot be eaten by others, and it will not taste good, and it will easily attract evil spirits.

Sancho didn't know how the resentful baby's original owner treated him, so he made a meal for each of the resentful baby and the little tiger.

The little tiger ate deliciously without anyone noticing. The resentful baby looked at his share of food on the table and pointed at himself in disbelief.

After receiving Sancho's affirmative answer, he immediately opened his mouth and started crying.

The cry of the resentful baby is sometimes a means of attack. Sancho's head hurt when he heard it, so he could only stop it quickly: "Shut up, don't cry."

The resentful baby's cries stopped suddenly, and he looked at Sancho aggrievedly, wondering why she suddenly became vicious to him.

Sancho had no choice but to comfort him again: "You are a boy. A man bleeds but does not shed tears. Do you understand that you can't cry all the time in the future?"

The resentful baby couldn't understand, but he knew that Sancho was coaxing him, so he immediately wiped away his tears and grinned again.

Sancho didn't want to affect his appetite, so he looked away silently.

After eating for a while, Sancho asked Resentful Baby as if he remembered something: "By the way, do you have a name?"

The resentful baby, who had already enjoyed his share of the meal, was sitting on a chair playing. Hearing Sancho's question, he looked at her blankly.

The resentful baby was not very good at speaking or understanding, so Sancho simply stopped doing useless work and said directly: "From now on, you will be called Sang Yun."

Seeing that the Resentful Infant was still confused, Sancho had no choice but to make gestures with his hands and pointed at himself: "Sancho."

Then he pointed at the resentful baby: "Sang Yun."

Then he gave the little tiger a name by the way and pointed at the little tiger: "Bai Bai."

Now the resentful baby understood and imitated Sancho and said slowly: "Sang...Sang Yun!"

When two books are written at the same time, it is always easy to confuse the heroine's name, so if anyone sees the heroine running around, you can remind me and I will change it when I see it.

Finally, good night, my dears.