The little tiger spirit and the head of the fairy sect

The little tiger spirit was chased away by his master, angrily threw all his clothes on the road, and then changed into his original shape and started running wildly.He ran around the top of Chuhua Mountain ten times in a sullen manner before he managed to calm down.

When the little tiger ran around, he also met a passing egret.The egret was raised by Zhuwen Xianzun, and he was usually responsible for running errands for Zhuwen Xianzun to deliver news to various departments.

Although Zhuwen Xianzun is Fengmu Xianzun's younger brother, he looks much older than Fengmu.He was originally an ordinary sweeper of the Chu Hua School. He realized the laws of heaven and earth in the ordinary springs and streams and became an immortal at the age of 50. Since then, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds and he has become the invisible deputy head of the Chu Hua School. .

Zhuwen Xianzun is a very kind little old man, and the little tiger usually sees him often, and he has a pretty good impression of him.But his celestial pet, Bailu, is different. Although Bailu Jing is a monster like the little tiger, he feels that he has a noble status, and he never looks down on the little tiger.

When the spirits speak, their masters can't understand them, and they can only spit out human words unless they are transformed into Taoism.The little tiger thought that he was the only animal on Chuhua Mountain who had become a spirit, and he was usually very lonely. He often talked to the egret when it came, but the egret either flapped its wings and slapped him away, or ignored him. Occasionally, he even satirizes him.

As time passed, the little tiger didn't want to talk to Egret anymore.

But today, the Egret flew over the top of Chuhua Mountain, but stopped on its own initiative, turned into a human form, blocked in front of the little tiger, lowered its always high head, and said, "Little tiger, Are you taking shape?"

The little tiger was angry with his master, so he didn't pay attention to the egret spirit, rolled his eyes at him, turned his little head to one side, ignored him and continued to run forward.Egret stood in front of him in an annoying manner again, and was not angry, and continued to ask him with a playful smile.

The little tiger spirit was so annoyed by being blocked, he raised his furry head, and wanted to speak, but found himself unable to speak, and closed his mouth in frustration.

Bailu thought that the little tiger didn't want to talk to him because of the previous festival, so he quickly explained: "I ignored you before... that was because I thought you couldn't change form, and talking to you was meaningless, now you have changed form too. ? Then we have more topics to talk about, hehe."

The little tiger snorted, forgetting the bond he had made with the egret before, shaking his head, looking at the egret with a pair of big eyes, as if he had such a powerful and taunting little tiger.

Bailu asked the little tiger curiously: "Why are you running around here? Shouldn't you take a good rest after being hit by the thunder?"

The little tiger remembered the good deeds his master had done, and became angry again. He scratched the ground with his paws resentfully, as if he didn't want to say more.

Bailu sighed, thinking that the little tiger didn't want to say more, and didn't force him.It turned into its original shape again and flew into the sky with a long roar.Before leaving, Egret said to the little tiger: "I'll come to play with you later, I still have things to do, so let's go first."

The little tiger that had lost its anger changed back into its original form, and returned to Xianjun Fengmu and his Chaomu Palace. The whole big one lay on the bed where the Lord usually rested, narrowed its eyes comfortably and began to doze off.

He purposely lay down on Xianjun's bed.

Usually Xianjun loves the little tiger a lot, but even so, Xianjun never let the little tiger go to his bed, even put his feet on the side of the bed, the little tiger went to bed boldly today, just to Angry its owner Fengmu Xianjun.

It is said that Xianjun has such a cultivation level that he doesn't need to sleep for a long time, but he is stubborn, and he doesn't know where he heard the rumors. Even if he can't sleep and meditates on the bed every day, he still has to maintain his superficial form.

Fengmu Xianjun is really a fairy with a very regular life.

He seldom drinks alcohol. If he has nothing to do every day, then his daily routine is to rest for three hours, then practice for a whole day, and play with the little tiger for an hour.

I have to say that Fengmu Xianjun is really the strangest fairy that Little Tiger Spirit has ever seen.Although the little tiger has never seen a few gods except the elders of various departments, but compared to them, Fengmu Xianjun is really terrible in self-discipline.

The fearful self-disciplined Xianjun Fengmu used the cleaning technique to clean himself, and went back to the room sullenly, wanting to visit his little tiger and heal the unhappiness that the bathing pool was polluted by people.He wanted to touch the little tiger's soft fur, then buried his face in it and sucked it hard, and stroked his back and tail.

Then Feng Mu saw An Ran's little tiger lying on his bed.

He slept very soundly, snored slightly, and smacked his lips from time to time, looking like he had been quiet for years.

Xianjun Fengmu frowned and pursed his mouth, he was so angry that he didn't speak for a long time.

Xianjun Fengmu persuaded himself not to care about a big cat, his chest rose and fell several times, but finally he was patient, picked up his pet by the neck with his hands, and gently placed him on the soft bed.

The little tiger was actually not asleep at all, when Fengmu put him on the rug, he quietly opened one eye, and glanced at his master's face.

I'm not angry.

The little tiger felt a little disappointed in Fengmu because he was not angry, but inexplicably felt an inexplicable joy from the bottom of his heart.

This kind of happiness is comparable to the kind of happiness that Feng Mu Xianjun watched him rolling on the grass in the sunny afternoon.

His master, so he loves him so much.

Tiger really embarrassed.

Hee hee hee.