Fish swimming around the world

If it weren't for the huge size of the white tiger and the impressive ferocious scene just now, no one would believe you that it was the cat raised by the young man.

But this is clearly the sacred white tiger, a king-level existence among the mountain and sea beasts.

Is he dreaming...

But obviously not, because the young man has already ridden the white tiger towards the king of heaven.

He rode on the white tiger, which is the king of the mountains and forests in the minds of the people of Southern Xinjiang, and a totem-like existence in the eyes of many people.

When he came close to Ying Wuming, the white tiger still seemed to be a little unhappy with him. It seemed that the powerful Ying Wuming had indeed made it suffer a lot.

Jiang Fan patted its big head: "Brother, friend, do you understand? You don't have a good brother, right? He is one."

Jiang Fan said, smiling and waving to Ying Wuming, asking him to come forward.

Ying Wuming was also a bold man, and he immediately walked over.

Jiang Fan jumped off the white tiger, took Ying Wuming's hand, and pressed it on the white tiger's paw: "Feel it, he has no hostility, you are friends, partners..."

The white tiger was awkward at first, and even wanted to shake Ying Wuming off, but as Ying Wuming laughed heartily and even hit it twice, the white tiger was no longer so emotional. It pulled Ying Wuming away with one claw, and it didn't seem to be angry, but more like playing.

Then, everyone stared blankly at the two people and the tiger talking and laughing there. The scene was extremely harmonious and also extremely weird...

Yin Yue stuttered: "Sister... Sister... Did you know it from the beginning?"

Chu Xiangjun smiled bitterly, her face twitching a little: "I said I didn't know it would be like this, do you believe it..."

"I believe it... You pinch me... Maybe I have hallucinations from staying up late these days..."

After a while, somehow, Ying Wuming rode on the white tiger. The tall and mighty Ying Wuming and the ten-foot-tall and three-foot-long white tiger complemented each other, and they were extremely domineering.

Seeing this, the warriors of Southern Xinjiang knelt down one after another under the leadership of Yin Yue.

At this moment, Ying Wuming's status in their hearts has risen to a higher level, reaching the peak.

Yin Yue's beautiful eyes bloomed with endless brilliance, as if he already had the golden eagle, and now he had the white tiger. The king of the sky and forests of Southern Xinjiang was by his side. He had the real qualifications to challenge the king of Southern Xinjiang!

But in Chu Xiangjun's eyes, there was only that master, he was the real demon king. This young master who was calm and composed always brought her endless shock. And this time, it was even easier to tame the mountain beast king, the white tiger who was in charge of killing.

At this moment, she firmly believed that the legend of the nine-tailed fox was true, otherwise how could she do all this?

Jiang Fan was also very happy. In fact, he could see that after ten days of fighting, Baihu and Ying Wuming had already appreciated each other, but the pride of the two made them have to decide the winner anyway, but once the winner was decided, the result would probably be bloody.

Fortunately, I arrived at the right time, and the white tiger did not break through the coverage of the animal system. With me as a mediator, the white tiger and Ying Wuming finally walked together, and Ying Wuming got the peerless mount, the king white tiger.

It’s really annoying to think about it. I just have a snow falcon on my head and a mixed-haired dog under my feet, while he has a golden eagle on his head and a white tiger under his crotch...

Afterwards, Jiang Fan was a little confused. The white tiger is indeed the king of the jungle, but is there really only one?

After Jiang Fan gestured for a while, the white tiger led him to two amazing white bones.

They are two tiger bones. Judging from their size, they must have been twice as big as this white tiger when they were alive. Observing the state of the bones, they should have died for more than a few decades.

Listening to the white tiger looking up to the sky and making a humming sound, Jiang Fan roughly understood that these should be its parents.

But if this is the case, there may be no other white tigers. Jiang Fan suddenly felt that this guy is quite lonely. Although tigers usually live alone, they are lonely without their own kind. What will they do if they marry and have children in the future?

While Mr. Jiang was sympathetic, his mind wandered again...

"Brother-in-law..." Finally, Ying Wuming's voice came and Jiang Fan came back to his senses.

"Brother-in-law, it's still you after all, amazing."

Ying Wuming's eyes were shining and still clear, but Jiang Fan could find that there was more depth and sharpness in the clarity.

Grown up...

Jiang Fan secretly admired.

"Brother-in-law, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's talk alone. This is a quiet place. Let them go back first."

Ying Wuming nodded and gave an order. Everyone withdrew without hesitation.

Ying Wuming did a good job in following orders.

Jiang Fan gently jumped onto the huge lying cow stone and patted it beside him: "Sit down and talk."

Ying Wuming smiled slightly and jumped up.

Jiang Fan untied the wine gourd from his waist and handed it to him: "Shaodaozi, Jiutou."

Ying Wuming pulled out the cork and took a few big gulps, then wiped his mouth: "It's great. I haven't had a drink in a long time. Brother-in-law, you don't know that most of the wine here is fruit wine, which tastes sweet and not strong at all. It's so boring to drink."

His voice seemed to have a hint of complaint.

Jiang Fan couldn't help laughing: "You can find Ba Qing's people. This is southern Xinjiang. It's no problem for them to supply some wine."

Ying Wuming shook his head: "No, I don't want anyone to know my origins."

Jiang Fan also nodded: "Well... I have to bear with it."

He looked at Ying Wuming with some emotion: "It's been more than a year since I last saw you. You are even stronger."

Ying Wuming thought for a while: "It's good that nothing else has changed."

"Oh?" Jiang Fan smiled: "But brother-in-law feels that you have changed a lot, and your eyes have become much more mature. Unfortunately, I haven't found a way to treat the injury on your face. Give me some time."

Ying Wuming laughed: "Yin Yue doesn't care."

Jiang Fan was also a little happy: "I saw that she also wore a mask. Is she cooperating with you? Interesting."

Ying Wuming scratched his head: "Who knows, she probably thinks this is more suitable for me."

"Hahaha," Jiang Fan couldn't help: "You two are indeed quite a match. I can feel that she really cares about you, and her cultivation has also made great progress."

"She has the Holy Gu and has been promoted to the Gu King. She is the youngest Gu King in the history of Southern Xinjiang. It is a great help to me." Ying Wuming said excitedly.

Jiang Fan nodded: "She is a good girl, don't let her down, spend more time with her when you are free, it's not good to just fight every day."

Ying Wuming said seriously: "She likes me like this, and I like her to like me like this."

"Haha, it's a bit confusing, but I think your sister-in-law treats you well." Jiang Fan said slyly.

Ying Wuming was stunned for a moment, and said seriously: "Brother-in-law, I am not you. With your experience, I know that emotional chaos is a very troublesome thing, which will seriously affect my energy."

Jiang Fan:...

This kid, sometimes he still can't speak well!