Wonderful Pet Shop

The little white tiger who turned into a half-human was more flexible and quicker in terms of movement.Rolling, jumping, punching, kicking, every movement is swift and brave which is extremely inconsistent with the figure of this milk doll.

It's a pity that in Xuanheng's eyes, it's still not enough.In just a moment, the little white tiger was teased by Xuan Heng so that he couldn't stand upright. Although he still had a baby face, his four paws were on the ground, his two little tiger teeth were bared, and his appearance of wheezing and puffing was no different from that of a beast.

Xuan Heng flicked his wrist lightly, but the seemingly weak willow branch was pulled towards it with the momentum of thunder and the sound of howling wind!The bright round crystal pupils in the blue eyes of the little white tiger shrank into vertical pupils in an instant, bounced back three feet on the spot, and the tip of the willow branch landed an inch away from his front paws, making a very loud "pop" "Sound!The little white tiger couldn't help but tremble all over.

With such force, if he was beaten on the body, wouldn't his skin be torn apart!

He looks good on the surface, but he is indeed a vicious person!The little white tiger's anger rose, and it directly squeezed out a low growl that was completely inhuman.

"Come again." Xuan Heng dragged back the willow branch, smiling leisurely.

The little white tiger turned grief and indignation into strength, and rushed towards Xuanheng once again!

When the icy-cold sharp claws slid across his face time and time again, Xuan Heng had no choice but to feel that the white tiger was simply a natural fighting spirit beast, with a little training, its power in the future should not be underestimated.

Available.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

"Don't play tricks, get up!"

"high jump!"

"Faster!"

……

When Xuan Heng once again controlled the strength, direction and hitting location, thinking that the little white tiger could dodge it 100%, but the little white tiger couldn't bounce far enough because of exhaustion, and was firmly whipped by the tip of the willow branch.

"Aww!" The little white tiger writhed on the ground in pain while clutching his scorched wrist.However, his little hairy claws that had not yet fully formed could not nimbly hold down the bleeding wound.

"Let me see!" Xuan Heng dropped the willow branch and rushed over, knelt down on his knees to hold down the rolling little white tiger, and forcefully opened his two "hands".

The little white tiger thought that Xuanheng was going to be bad for him, so his round pupils shrank into vertical pupils in an instant, curled up his abdomen, raised his legs and stretched out his sharp claws to kick!He raised his head and was about to bite Xuan Heng's thin and white wrists!

"Don't move!" Before the words finished, Xuan Heng had already grabbed the little white tiger's arms and turned the little white tiger over and cut it backwards. The willow branches thrown at his feet also flew up automatically, binding the little white tiger's legs at the joints. It was so strong that he couldn't struggle at all.

The little white tiger struggled with all its strength, but it didn't work.The two hands holding his wrist were as motionless as iron vices. "Roar—" In desperation, the little white tiger subconsciously squeezed out a beast-like growl from its throat.

"sorry."

He heard the man speak softly.

The little white tiger suddenly froze.He kept his whole body rolled back and turned his head back in a strange posture, looked at Xuan Heng, and blinked.

Although Xuan Heng realized that the situation was not good, he had already withdrawn his strength in time, otherwise, the little white tiger's left "hand" would have been severed by the willow branch cutting iron like mud on the spot.No bones were injured, only the skin was bruised, which is really a good "minor injury".

Xuan Heng licked his dry lips.

He knew he was in too much of a rush.

But... time is running out.

He sighed silently, put the tip of his right index finger between his teeth, and when he squeezed his upper and lower jaws, bright red blood dripped out.

"Be honest, don't move, it will be fine soon." Xuan Heng said to the little white tiger who was still in a daze.

The little white tiger twitched the tip of its small nose, and there was a hint of sweetness floating in the air.

It was the smell of this man's blood.

The burning pain on the wrist dissipated with the gentle touch of the fingertips.The little white tiger twisted its neck vigorously to see that it was the blood from the man's fingertips. Wherever it passed, the open wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.When the man let go of the little white tiger's wrist, the hair had already grown new. If it wasn't for the blood stains on the surrounding white hair, it would have been as if nothing had happened.

"Move around?" Xuan Heng shook his wrist, motioning the little white tiger to look around.

The little white tiger was stunned for a moment, then got up on all fours and shook his injured wrist.

Business as usual.

Of course, Xuan Heng knew it when he saw its four paws on the ground.If not, the wrist joint is obviously not strong enough to support that kind of strength.Even the young little white tiger is very light.

So when the little white tiger shook his wrist, and looked at his own wrist over and over again with eyes full of novelty, Xuan Heng's gaze was always locked on that pink and tender little meat pad.

It's really... so healing.

"You... are not a bad person?" Although it was a question sentence, and although the little white tiger's face was full of defense, the tone of these words was basically a statement.

"I'm."

"……what?"

"I am a bad guy. And there are many bad guys like me outside this place of confinement. You are right—this place belongs to you, no one can invade, and all invaders should be driven out." go out."

While the little white tiger was still in a daze, Xuan Heng raised his hand hanging by his side slightly, and the willow branch automatically flew into his palm.The little white tiger's pupils shrank suddenly, and it jumped back three feet, far away from the willow branch's attack range.

Now he is terrified when he sees willow branches, and he no longer wants to jump up.That blow caused great trauma to his young heart.

Xuanheng looked at the little white tiger's sensitive response, and said with a smile, "Come on, beat me."

The little white tiger has long been exhausted by Xuan Heng's torment, the muscles of the two hind legs that support him are twitching non-stop, and his heart is beating like thunder, and he still wants to beat?

"Today's truce! Come back tomorrow!"

The little white tiger left behind a word, turned back into its animal form, got into the grass and ran away in a hurry.

Xuanheng didn't bother.He knew that the little white tiger had done his best, and there was no point in continuing, it was just unilateral abuse.

But come back tomorrow... I don't know how many tomorrows there are?

Xuan Heng raised his hand and looked at it, there were a few slightly sunken purple tendons on the wrist.

He turned around and looked towards the distant mountains in the direction of the stream, stood silently for a moment, then turned and left.

After that day, there is no need for the rabbit to report, and the little white tiger will squat by the forest every day.The man in xuanyi didn't come every day, and the time of his arrival was also uncertain, it might be early morning, afternoon, or evening.But no matter when he comes, the little white tiger is always there.Although there have been subtle changes in the way of getting along, the way of greeting remains the same—sneak attack.

However, the little white tiger never succeeded.

Still getting beaten all the time.

Xuanheng's subordinates are naturally measured, and he will not hit the little white tiger easily, but if he wants to hit the little white tiger, the little white tiger will definitely not be able to hide.Moreover, Xuanheng has new moves to deal with him every day. The little white tiger will never guess what Xuanheng's next move will be and where it will fall. He didn't understand why such a fragile willow branch could withstand his sharp claws, and he didn't know where the limit of the man in front of him was.It is clear that he has become so much stronger!It is clear that he can subdue all the beasts in the forest with one move!It is clear that he can already control the wind!It is clear that he has transformed into a human being!But he still couldn't touch a hair of this man.

"I caught it." The man grabbed the white tiger's tail and smiled sharply.

"Let go!" Baihu became angry from embarrassment.

At this time, the white tiger looked no different from a human boy of [-] or [-] years old.

——Except for the tail and ears, which cannot be completely invisible.Of course, there is also that silver hair like a waterfall like satin and that pair of extremely beautiful ice blue eyes.

The white tiger flicked his tail vigorously, and Xuan Heng licked it with a wicked sense of humor before letting go.

Xuanheng just felt that the soft fur tail felt good in the palm of his hand, but he didn't know that the tail is a very sensitive area for beasts.There is not much difference between stroking the tail and stroking some indescribable place on a man.

So the young Baihu blushed immediately, and fought back aggressively, facing Xuanheng with a storm of screaming and killing.

"Oh! That's it! That's the momentum!" Xuan Heng smiled with satisfaction.

Xuan Heng held his left hand behind his back, and only used the willow branch in his right hand to block without haste.The pace with one step is called a leisurely stroll, and the strength of the wrist is called a forty-two stroke of a thousand catties.Let the wind sweep away the clouds, fly sand and rocks, I stand still.

The young Baihu was really anxious and annoyed, ashamed and angry, and his attacks became more and more fierce!

"I caught it again." There was another voice with a smile.

This time, Xuan Heng pinched one of Baihu's ears.

"open!"

Not only did Xuan Heng not let go, he also dropped the willow branch in his right hand, ready to reach out and touch the other sinful hand.

Why did the little white tiger refuse to touch him even if he talked nicely?

Hmm~ soft, fluffy, fleshy, and still moving~

"I tell you—let go!" The white tiger whose ears had been pinched roared angrily, and slapped Xuanheng with its claws!

"Oh~" Xuan Heng immediately floated up and retreated a foot away, the willow branch followed him, and when it fell back into his palm, the person also fell lightly on the ground.

"Warning, don't pinch my ears! Don't pull my tail! Otherwise... otherwise..." The young white tiger lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "Otherwise, I will never fight with you again!"

Xuan Heng suppressed a smile, and said expressionlessly, "Stingy."

The young Baihu stared at Xuan Heng and opened his mouth slightly, feeling as if a thunderbolt had struck him, leaving him scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Don't touch it!" The boy said angrily.

Xuan Heng laughed, "Okay."

At that moment, a gust of breeze blew by, caressing a strand of hair hanging from Xuan Heng's forehead, that delicate and handsome face shrouded in the bright sunshine, with a faint soft light, it looked so...

then...

The young white tiger's vocabulary is still somewhat lacking.He couldn't find a suitable word to describe it, but he just stared blankly for a while.

If Bai Fengcong had to say it, he would say it was touching.