Long Xiaopeng went upstairs.

White Tiger looked up and looked at the dragon and chubby. The huge tiger's head smashed back to the front paws, like a real tiger.

"Yeah? It's quite spiritual." Long Xiaopang appreciatively glanced at the white tiger.

Ordinary people may be scared by the white tiger. Long Xiaopeng knows clearly that this tiger's consciousness is the consciousness of Bai Jinyi. What kind of action the tiger makes is controlled by the spirit of Bai Jinyi.

Long Xiaopeng came to the side of the night feathers, watching the night feathers sleep, showing a gratifying smile.

That silky smile, much like the elders look at the smiles of their younger generations, seeing their younger generations so hard, so motivated, the kind of gratification in my heart.

The small hand that stretched out the white, but did not seal, did not infuse the body of the night feathers.

Mental overdraft is not useful by supplementing spiritual power.

Long Xiaopeng put his hand on the palm of the night feathers, and the ring on the finger of the night feathers flashed a touch of aura.

The unicorn horn was taken out by the dragon chubby and gently placed on the chest of the night feathers.

Visible to the naked eye, the silky silver light blends into the body of the night feathers.

There are also one or two silver lines slowly blending into the physical tiger.

The Spiritual Tiger instantly becomes more solid and lifelike.

Time passed by, the night feathers have not been awake, and Bai Jinyi has not stepped into the attic.

Even Long Xiaopeng, boring to sleep next to the night feathers.

The only change, that is, the spiritual tiger, looked up at the night feathers every once in a while, then returned to his claws.

One night and one night passed.

"Uh huh ~~"

The night feathers squinted and wrinkled, and the tip of the nose made a sound, awakening the dragon chubby.

Long Xiaopeng turned over and sat up, no small pajamas in his small eyes, looking at the night feathers.

The night feathers frowned and his eyes slowly opened.

This is... attic?

The night feathers saw the roof above, and the consciousness slowly became clear.

The head is still a little heavy, supporting the sitting up.

"Little girl, I feel fine." Long Xiaopang said.

The night feathers shook their heads and frowned and looked around: "White brocade."

"Cultivate outside." Long Xiaopeng will hand over the unicorn horn on the ground and hand it to the night feathers.

The night feathers took over the unicorn horn, and felt that the brain was more awake, and the eyes fell to the tiger on the side: "This is..."

"How is your inheritance of Xiaoxianggong, how is it, not bad." Long Xiaopeng glanced at the tiger.

The night feathers did not answer, look around, "Long Ye, fire spirit?"

"Well? Right, little stupid bird?" Long Xiaopang’s expression, he did not pay attention! The little stupid bird of Huo Ling did not show up in three or four days!

"Fire Spirit? Where are you?" The night feathers screamed to the fire.

The night feathers can feel that the fire spirit is not far from themselves.

After seven or eight seconds, the sound of the lazy sound of the fire spirit sounded.

"Master? I am... oh... I am outside... oh..." The fire spirit said, and he was still full.

"Found?" asked Long Xiaopeng.

"Fire is outside, go check it out."

The night feathers and the dragon chubby went downstairs. After the two went downstairs, the spiritual tiger on the second floor turned into a little light and slowly dissipated.

When I came outside, Yu Yu wanted to use his own mental power to sense the position of the fire spirit. Just after a move, the head was stinging!

嘶——

The night feathers sucked and took a breath.

"You are now mentally overdone, you have to warm up for a while." Long Xiaopeng quickly reminded.

Night Feather nodded, using his eyes to indicate the dragon chubby to sense the fire spirit.

The power of the dragon chubby squats and spreads out for a few hundred meters.

"The little stupid bird is behind the attic."