Every night, there are always a few piaos knocking on the door

That spiritual power was not the spiritual power of anyone he was familiar with.The pure to the extreme golden spiritual power carried a faint sense of oppression that made people surrender.It feels like...an ancient beast?

Ling Chuan and Qing Kong's expressions changed at the same time, and they ran upstairs quickly.

Xiaoben was suddenly awakened by the shock, woke up from his doze, and fell to the ground at once.

Ling Chuan had no time to talk to him, and rushed upstairs with Qingkong.

The situation upstairs was chaotic for a while.

Luo Weiyu stood in the living room, looking at the chaos in front of her with her arms folded.The jacket he was wearing fell to the side, and the zipper was torn.Ye Zhaohong's mouth was bleeding, and he looked at the two-meter-long white tiger in embarrassment, his eyes were blood red.

The scariest thing is the white tiger standing in the living room.

The king of beasts, just standing there has a strong sense of oppression.What's more, this is the white tiger, the four great beasts that are as famous as Qinglong, Suzaku, and Xuanwu!

The white tiger bared its teeth, scratched the ground with its four paws, and roared at Ye Zhaohong. The white fluff all over its body exploded, looking like an enraged beast.

The surrounding gold spirit power soared, and it seemed that the barrier in the room was about to fail.

Ling Chuan glanced at Luo Weiyu.Luo Weiyu was expressionless.

Ling Chuan gritted his teeth, walked over and stretched out his hand to hold Baihu's neck.

Ling Chuan's spiritual power cannot be released outside, and to really suppress him requires direct physical contact.The turbulent fire spiritual power poured into the white tiger's body from the palm of his hand.

Baihu let out a muffled snort, his front legs gave way, and he tripped and fell to the ground.

Ling Chuan was a little distressed, and looked down, only to find that Baihu's pupils were slightly red, and doubts flooded his heart.The white tiger eliminates evil spirits, why is the evil spirit on Han Jiyong's body so heavy?

The white tiger lay half on the ground, and began to whimper in a low voice, which sounded cute and pitiful.

The red light slowly disappeared after swimming around the white tiger for a few laps.

Xiaoben bumped up from downstairs, just in time to see the scene where the red light disappeared.

Seeing that it was almost done, Luo Weiyu walked over and picked up the fur from the back of the white tiger's neck, "Yong'er, have you gone crazy enough?"

Baihu lowered his head and let out a soft snort.

Luo Weiyu patted Baihu's forehead, "Okay, Yong'er, I'm fine, you should be good too, come on, change back."

The white tiger blinked, and then gradually shrunk from a huge white tiger to a boy with exquisite eyebrows and eyes.

Ling Chuan looked down at Ye Zhaohong who was lying on the ground again, and sneered, "What a frightening mess."

Ye Zhaohong was still in shock at first, but when he heard his sarcasm, he calmed down inexplicably.His fists were hanging on his sides, clenched tightly, and veins popped out of them.

Ling Chuan glanced at the back of his hand and snorted coldly, "It's really useless."

Han Jiyong sat on the ground, hugged his knees with both hands, and stared straight at the floor in front of him.

It was only then that Ling Chuan realized that probably because of the previous fight, the decoration in the room became a mess, and the good house was destroyed.He walked over and patted Han Jiyong's shoulder, "This is not your fault, you don't need to blame yourself."

Han Jiyong raised his head somewhat at a loss, and looked at Luo Weiyu.

Luo Weiyu noticed his gaze and subconsciously turned her head away.

Han Ji froze there forever, and didn't recover for a long time.

Qingkong couldn't bear to watch it any longer, walked up to him, and pulled him up, "Is he still a man? Is it interesting to be chattering?"

Han Jiyong was staggered by being dragged, and then stood silently by himself.

Xiao Ben, who was obediently standing aside at first, then ran towards Luo Weiyu, and flew into his arms: "Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you?"