Tigers are haunting, oooo~

The patriarch squatted down, saw Zai Zai tangled and hugging his big tail, and stretched out his hand to gently smooth the long hair behind him.

"Zai Zai, God has been here, and he still likes you very much."

"Ow."

The little tiger was still hugging his big tail all the way back, unable to recover.

When the patriarch's grandmother turned her head and didn't focus on herself, she sneaked up and took a bite of the strange big tail, which made him groan in pain.

"Ok?"

After the patriarch heard his voice, he quickly lowered his head to take a look. Zai Zai was already moaning and crying while holding his big tail with tears in his eyes.

"what happened."

Bai Wen'an came out from the crowd at this time, hugged Zai Zai in his arms, and checked his beautiful big tail.

This tail looks bigger than Zai Zai's own tiger, fluffy and fluffy.

"Master Patriarch, just now Zai Zai bit his own mouth."

The little tiger covered his face with his paws and pulled his tail. When he came back to his senses, he also felt a little ashamed, struggling not to let others see his hot face.

The patriarch picked up his tail and put it aside, lowered his head and said seriously:

"It's your own tail, no need to bite to confirm."

"Ow."

The little tiger nodded earnestly, motioning for himself to write this down, and when he covered his hot face with his paws, he felt a little aggrieved by his actions.

"Ow."

"Don't feel wronged, can uncle make chicken for you tonight?"

"Ow."

After Bai Wen'an came over, the patriarch simply told him not to leave, and carried Zai Zai to the banquet center on the other side.

Now he just bit his tail, don't try to use his claws to tear off the bells on his ears later.

Bai Wen'an and the patriarch looked at each other and understood what the patriarch meant. He hugged Zai Zai in his arms, lowered his head and whispered in his ear:

"The bells on your ears are a gift from God. You can't scratch your claws randomly, and your big tail too."

Before, Bai Wen'an found that Zai Zai would occasionally show envy and loneliness in his eyes when he saw himself and the tails of other tigers in the clan.

Now that he has a fluffy tail that is more beautiful than all the tigers in their clan, Zai Zai should be much happier.

On the way to be carried to the banquet center, Zai Zai used his paws to lightly paw and pull his tail from time to time, as if to be sure.

When he finally arrived at the center of the banquet and Zai Zai was placed on the table, he suddenly realized.

Wow, such a big and beautiful tail actually really belongs to him.

The four little paws hugged the big tail tightly, and rubbed its head against it vigorously.

While this cub in the White Tiger Clan may have acted subconsciously, it made those in other Clans so adorable.

Among them, the patriarch of the Phoenix Clan stood there with his hands behind his back, coughing and forcing himself to turn his head away, in order to restrain his urge to steal the cub back to his clan to live for a while.

The banquet officially started, and an old man came out wearing a black robe, holding a jade bowl in his hand and holding a leaf in one hand.

The little tiger was placed in the middle, and after a careful look around, he didn't see anyone familiar. He was so frightened that his claws subconsciously clenched into fists.

"Don't be afraid."

The old man stopped two or three steps away from Zai Zai, stretched out his hand to comfort Shun Zai Zai's hair, hoping that he could relax a little.

"Ow."

The old man dipped some water from the bowl with the leaves and sprinkled it on Zai Zai's body. It didn't feel very good for the water to soak his hair, so he subconsciously wanted to hide to the side.

Before the evasive movement could start, I thought of what my uncle had told me before, that today is a very important day.

Forced himself to stay there obediently, only occasionally looking around, trying to find out where his uncle was.

"I hope you are safe and healthy."

After the old man finished speaking, he chanted an ancient spell. The sound of the chanting was so penetrating that Zai Zai unknowingly put all his attention on the old man.

The singing became louder and louder, and a layer of golden light suddenly appeared on Zai Zai's body. With the singing, the light became brighter and brighter.

In the end, even the patriarch had to stretch out his hand to slightly cover the light, and waited until the golden light gradually dimmed to see Zai Zai's figure clearly.

When the patriarch saw the fiery red flame pattern between Zai Zai's eyebrows, he knelt down subconsciously, and the rest of the people also knelt in the direction of the light after realizing the movement of the Patriarch of the White Tiger Clan.

Most of the mythical beasts and alien races in Honghuang are very arrogant, even if their bones are broken inch by inch, they will still not lower their heads.

Only God can make them bow down willingly.

The patriarch originally thought that the arrival of the god in the temple was an extraordinary favor for Zaizai, but now, it seems that this favor far exceeds her imagination.

I don't know if it's because Zai Zai was exiled to other places when he was young. God seems to be using his blatant preference to make up for the grievances and injustices Bai Ze once suffered.

There was a mark between Zai Zai's eyebrows, and the hair on his body also seemed to glow golden at the end.

The mark that was pinched on the ear by that human being now has an exquisite artifact bell, and the tail that was forced to be broken is very beautiful now.

God is using his own way to give tenderness to the cub.

As the tiger in question, Bai Ze had a deeper feeling, his paws and body were very itchy, so itchy that he couldn't help shaking it.

When I got to the back, I realized that others were looking at that beam of light, so I just lay down on the ground and rolled quietly.

As everyone knows, although all the beasts and alien races are looking at the light, the place where the light falls happens to be where Zai Zai is lying.

The special sandalwood scent when the gods descend, coupled with the harsh yet soft golden light, and the particularly lively little tiger is having fun there.

When she lay down and rolled around, her round belly was revealed, and there were four tender little meat pads.

"Cub, come here, come towards us."

As soon as someone called him, the little tiger lying there subconsciously got up and looked towards the place where the sound came from. As expected, he saw the patriarch's grandmother and the uncle he was most familiar with.

"Ow?"

"Cub, come here."

The patriarch repeated it again softly, and the little tiger nodded his head vigorously, groaning as he agreed, and the soles of his feet still slipped a little when he started running.

He ran towards the patriarch's grandmother at the fastest speed, only the sound of the wind remained in his ears.

The beam of golden light chased after him, and with the movement of running, all the hair fell back, and the little extra hair on the head shook.