The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

Niu Er looked at the wrinkled face of the tiger in front of him, the third prince of the tiger clan with a naive look, and his bull face was even more painful. Isn't this white tiger a once-in-a-million-year genius of the tiger clan?

Why does it look like a cerebellum is missing.

Is it really worthy of being Tu Tu?I have let the clan work so hard to smear Tutu, but still a fool with knowledge can see how extraordinary Tutu is?

Is there really no way to stop the charm of the nine-tailed sky fox?

Looking at Niu Er's constipated expression, Bai Hu, who thought he had blown himself up, was even more certain in his heart, that little fox must not be doing well in the clan!

When I was a child, I used to live in the Fox Clan, and it was at that time that I met the little fox who was excluded by everyone.

As the third prince of the tiger clan, he was often bullied by the tigers in the clan since he was a coward.

It was also during this period that I met Hutu in a forest.

Several foxes surrounded a little fox with dull fur on its head, and they were swearing at each other:

"An ugly monster like you doesn't deserve to live in Qingqiu Mountain!"

"But grandpa let me live there!"

"Qingqiu Mountain shouldn't have a calamity like you!"

"Tu Tu is not a disaster, grandpa said Tu Tu is the cutest little baby!"

"My mother said you are a disaster star!!"

"What is a mother? Why doesn't Tutu have a mother!"

"Hahaha, how can you be a baby without a mother?"

"Grandpa said Tutu is a treasure!"

"Only a mother is good in this world. A child with a mother is like a treasure, and a child without a mother is like a grass..."

A few foxes held hands and danced around Tutu, singing while dancing, and the cheerful sound was more like a mockery.

Xiaodai Mao, who was surrounded in the middle, also bent down in frustration.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Hu Bing felt as if he had been hit by something in his heart. He was a half-demon of the tiger and human races.

And the mother also passed away after giving birth to herself.

Hu Bing's special identity and mutated hair made Hu Bing sensitive and vulnerable since he was a child, and gossip and gossip also accompanied him from childhood to adulthood. At this time, he seemed to be able to resonate with that stupid little fox.

"Hey, you guys!" Hu Bing walked out of the grass with the courage he didn't know, and stared at the foxes in front of him coldly, as if staring at his own prey.

Although I am relatively weak among the tiger clan, in front of a few foxes, relying solely on my size, I am enough to deal with a few little foxes who have not even started to practice!

And the few little foxes on the opposite side bullied Hututu and said it in the past, but facing a two-meter-long white tiger, the natural sense of oppression of the superior to the inferior still made them terrified!

"Get out!" The white tiger opened its fangs and roared at the foxes.

The few foxes were frightened out of their wits and fled here quickly!

But Hu Tutu stared blankly at the white tiger in front of him, as if he had been frightened stupid.

Hu Bing glanced at the dazed befuddler, thinking he had done a small thing, and when he turned around to leave, a soft and cute voice came from behind: "That...thank you!"

Hu Bing was disdainful in his heart, but it was just a trivial matter. As the third prince of the Tiger Clan, this kind of thing was not worth worrying about at all...

Hu Bing's arrogant mental activities have not yet ended, but a small white flower stuck in his forehead.

The little fox with fiery red fur passed in front of him like a gust of wind and ran away into the distance, while running, he said in a panic: "This is the most beautiful little flower I have seen today, I'm giving it to you, big brother! "

The voice was grateful and a little worried that the tiger in front of him would eat him.

Bai Hu looked at the little white flower stuck on his forehead, how could such a girly thing be worthy of the majestic Lord Bai Hu!

Just when he wanted to lift his paw to tear off the little white flower on his forehead, when his paw touched the little white flower, he picked it off gently.

Holding the little white flower in front of his eyes, a pair of tiger eyes showed different emotions.

This seems to be the first gift I received, right?

Carefully put away the little white flower, and looked at the fast figure running away, the stupid hair that swayed left and right as he ran seemed to have swayed into his heart!

Since then, I have had one more follower in Qingqiu Mountain.

"Brother Hu Bing, this is the steamed bun that Tutu ate today, it's delicious!"

Half a steamed stuffed bun was held up in front of Hu Bing, and Hu Bing couldn't tell with his shining eyes that he was a tiger, not a wild dog eating other people's leftovers.

"Brother Hu Bing, this is the wine that Tutu stole from grandpa, you have to taste it!"

That seemed to be the first time I was drunk, rolling around begging for hugs and playing drunk.

"Brother Hu Bing, grandpa said that Tu Tu has a mother, but her mother has gone far away!" Hu Tutu excitedly ran to Hu Bing and told Hu Bing the good news.

These words ignited Hu Bing's anger like a raging fire, and the pain of losing his mother was once again muddled to uncover the scars, making Hu Bing lose his mind for a while.

Opening the tiger's mouth, it grabbed the already frightened Hututu's neck with a mouthful, and said with a pair of beast eyes: "Your mother is dead! She is dead! Buried in the soil, she will never come back!"

This sentence that my father once told me while pinching my throat, I actually said the same to Hu Tu.

"Wow..." I don't know whether it was because he was scared or because his mother died. Hututu cried very sad that day. Hu Bing wanted to apologize, but his pride kept him silent.

Since then, there has been one less follower behind him, and one more little fox hiding from him.

This also made Hu Bing feel indebted more and more, and until he left Hu Bing, he never said even a word to Hu Tu.

Only on the day when he left, when he looked back at Qingqiu Mountain and saw that dumbass hiding behind the slope, did Hu Bing feel bitter in his heart.

Thinking back to the present, Hu Bing stood up with his legs up, showing a tiger-headed body, wearing a pair of shorts with animal patterns, carrying a long knife on his back, and a small white flower was sewn on the scabbard.

"Third prince, your uncle hasn't come back from his long trip. Speaking of which, you and I are still relatives in Qingqiu Mountain, have you forgotten? When I was a child, I used to pee on you!" Niu Er tried to impress his eyes with his former affection. This is the third prince who is now in the limelight of the Tiger Clan.

Hu Bing stared at Niu Er with cold animal eyes and said, "Grandpa Niu, today I am here to take away the muddle-headed, just hand it over, if you can't hand it over, I will let the whole Qingqiu Mountain flow into rivers of blood today! "

The young Baihu's tone was sonorous, full of youthful determination!

The mistakes I made in the past, now I come back to make up for it!

As long as you say it, I will do it!