Meng Qi: "???"
She just wanted the other party to swear that she would not betray the little white tiger.
But before she could react, Chu Tianfeng's hand on his chest flashed a faint red light.
Instantly submerged into his own body.
This is... the oath succeeded
Meng Qi's first reaction was to look up at the sky, always feeling that there would be a thunderbolt in the next second.
Tiandao wants to protect his own daughter again, and punish her as a little cannon fodder.
Fortunately, Lang Lang was cleared and nothing changed.
Meng Qi's second reaction was to look at Chu Tianfeng suspiciously—
This guy doesn't want to give money, does he
But she quickly dismissed the idea herself.
The young palace master of Fentian Palace will not be reduced to the point where he needs to renege on his debts.
She fainted!
She just wanted Chu Tianfeng to swear on his soul not to reveal anything about the little white tiger.
Meng Qi didn't believe that even if he was killed, his small medicine knife would have such a great deterrent effect.
It can make someone as proud as Chu Tianfeng bow his head.
What's more, Chu Tianfeng has gently pushed away the silver medicine knife and stood up slowly.
The potency of the medicine is limited. After all, he is a Jindan cultivator, so he recovered very quickly.
"You..." Meng Qi took a step back and stayed away from him, "Are you joking just now?"
If she remembers correctly, what Chu Tianfeng just said was... the soul oath
Especially his last sentence, heaven and earth cannot tolerate it.
For cultivators in the Three Thousand Worlds, it is tantamount to breaking their oath and giving up their practice of Dao.
Because the original realm of cultivation will fall to the bottom, and will be rejected by the world, no matter how difficult it is to make progress.
Chu Tianfeng stood up straight.
He looked up at Meng Qi, his black pupils were like cold stars.
His eyes were so deep that people couldn't see through his thoughts at all.
The boy raised his jaw proudly: "What do you think?"
"I don't need such an oath." Meng Qi frowned, waved her hands, her face full of disgust, "I just need you to swear that you won't tell anyone about the little white tiger."
In fact, she has never really seen what the soul oath is all about.
I just think that since Chutian Feng could make such an oath so easily, Fen Tiangong should have a way to undo it.
Otherwise, wouldn't the life of their Young Palace Master fall into the hands of an ordinary Xiaoxiu like himself
"Let's start over." Meng Qi said.
Chu Tianfeng's eyes were lacquered, and he looked at Meng Qi without blinking.
His face was slightly red: "Soul oath, how could it be possible to start again?!"
Meng Qi: "..."
"But I don't need it." She looked at Chu Tianfeng and took another step back, "I just need you to swear that you won't tell anyone about the little white tiger."
Meng Qi spoke sincerely.
Not to mention that Chu Tianfeng and Senior Sister Lu Qingran have a very close relationship.
Even if these things were put aside, Meng Qi didn't need such a troublesome and proud young man by his side.
"Without the restriction of the soul oath, I will tell the story of today." Chu Tianfeng was silent for a moment, then said suddenly.
"Just tell anyone you see." He blushed, and continued with a broken jar: "In less than three days, within three hundred miles of Qingfeng Valley, I guarantee that everyone will know that you picked up a little white tiger monster. "
Meng Qi: "..."
Chu Tianfeng is the true pride of heaven, with a high talent in cultivation.
From the time he could remember, wherever he went, he was surrounded by stars and held in the palm of everyone's hands.
After he grows up, whether he is a member of the Fentian Palace or a young female cultivator he meets while practicing outside, he will generally be willing to approach him.
Some are bolder and more enthusiastic, and even take the initiative to show their favor.
Chu Tianfeng never thought that one day, he would take the initiative to make a soul vow to others, and he would be so disgusted.
He even threatened the other party with such a shameless method to make the other party reluctantly accept his oath.
Chu Tianfeng's face burned badly.
But even though his face was blushing, the jar broke more and more: "Anyway, the oath has been made, and I can't undo it. You have a way, you come to undo it."
Meng Qi: "..."
She stared at Chu Tianfeng without blinking: "I have no order, and I won't have one in the future. You can go."
"Don't go." The corners of Chu Tianfeng's lips twitched suddenly.
He felt as if he had found a way to deal with Meng Qi.
"I'll tell others when I leave, you picked up a little white tiger monster..."
"Okay, okay." Meng Qi waved his hand, "If you want to stay, you can stay."
She never knew that the young master of Fentian Palace could act so smugly...
She endured it first.
There must be a way to take this guy down.
The little white tiger's wound was still bleeding.
She also didn't know the relationship between the little guy and that formidable person who looked like her mentor.
But Meng Qi believed what Chu Tianfeng said.
Although I didn't see it very clearly just now, the white-robed man in the picture raised his hand to slaughter the elders of Fentian Palace when he was distracted.
She saw the Big Dipper flickering in the depths of the other's eyes.
Meng Qi took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the little white tiger.
The little white tiger was still lazily lying on the grass.
He probably could understand human beings' words, and he had given up struggling and escaping.
Meng Qi still held the small silver medicine knife in one hand.
Although this is after her rebirth, she re-refines herself with the Qi training period.
The grade is lower than the one she owned in her previous life.
But her mysterious mentor is a real powerhouse in refining weapons.
Meng Qi can only play a small part of the role of the medicine knife now, but it is also her best self-defense weapon.
Although Chu Tianfeng said that, she didn't let her guard down completely.
The flames that had been blocking the little white tiger had been extinguished.
Meng Qi knelt down on one knee, carefully placing the medicine knife beside the little white tiger.
— where she can easily reach it with a flick of her finger.
She was facing Chu Tianfeng sideways, and she could see his movement from the corner of her eye.
Only then did he reach out to hold the little white tiger's injured paw again.
This time the other party didn't struggle, and obediently put his paw on her white palm.
The little white tiger's blue eyes stared at Meng Qi for a moment, then glanced lightly at the silver medicine knife lying aside.
His eyes seemed to narrow slightly.
But soon relaxed again.
"Little guy." Meng Qi took out a pill from the space of the bracelet and stuffed it into the little white tiger's mouth, "Your injury is very complicated, and I may not be able to heal you for the time being."
She stroked the little white tiger's fluffy head: "But don't worry, I will definitely cure you."
Meng Qi's voice was soft and sweet.
Even when spoken seriously, it's hard to be intimidating.
At this time, talking softly seemed to make the little white tiger more relaxed.
Even Chu Tianfeng, who was standing beside him, felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it.
"So for the time being, you can hide the..."
Meng Qi casually drew a spoon shape: "Don't let other people discover your identity?"
There is actually not much difference between the little white tiger and the little tiger that can be used as a cultivator's spirit beast in the Three Thousand Worlds.
It's just that the spirit beast tiger of the Three Thousand Worlds doesn't have the reflection of the Big Dipper in its eyes.
The demon cultivator relies on the power of the stars to cultivate.
The more powerful the demon cultivator clan, the more powerful the shadow of the stars on their body.
Probably understood Meng Qi's words, the little white tiger's eyes darkened slightly.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the azure blue eyes seemed to become deeper.
His eyes are no longer as deep as before, and the phantom of the Big Dipper in his eyes has also been hidden.
Chu Tianfeng came over.
He lowered his head and looked at the little monster with a bad look.
"I really can't feel any breath." His voice was deep.
He knew it would be very difficult to stop Meng Qi from treating the wounded.
This girl is obsessed with medical skills, and it's one thing to feel itchy when encountering such a complicated wounded person.
The most important thing is that it is impossible for her to refuse to save her.
Chu Tianfeng couldn't understand it better.
The little white tiger glanced at him lazily.
With indifferent eyes, he is obviously a cute, fluffy little guy.
Chu Tianfeng was stunned to see the disdain in those blue eyes.
However, Meng Qi had already leaned over to pick up the little white tiger, and kissed the little white tiger's semicircular fluffy ears: "You're so good."
Chu Tianfeng: "..."
"Let's call you Xiaoqi for now." Meng Qi said again: "You follow me for the time being, and when I find a way to cure you, you can go wherever you want, okay?"
The little white tiger's whole body froze completely.
Before he could recover from the kiss that fell on his ear just now, he was surrounded by the fresh medicinal fragrance.
Fortunately, Meng Qi didn't intend to ask for his reply, and reached out to rub his fluffy head again: "Don't worry, I will definitely cure you."
She held the little white tiger to comfort her again, and looked up at the spirit grass on the mountain wall.
Meng Qi carefully put the little guy back on the grass.
Then I went to collect a large bag of spiritual grass, and left the seeds specially.
When the time is right in the future, you can plant some.
Chu Tianfeng kept looking at her in silence, until Meng Qi picked up the little white tiger again and walked towards the way he came, then he followed quickly.
The two of them had nothing to say all the way, so they returned to Qingfeng Valley.
At the gate of Qingfeng Valley, Lu Qingran had been waiting for quite a while.
Seeing Chu Tianfeng's figure finally appear, she hastily walked up to him.
"Tianfeng." Lu Qingran was a little surprised to see that Chu Tianfeng came back with Meng Qi, "Junior Sister Meng."
She also nodded to Meng Qi.
"Senior Sister Lu." Meng Qiping responded flatly.
"This is..." Lu Qingran was quickly attracted by the little white tiger.
Like any girl who sees a stuffed feline, her eyes light up.
"It's so cute!" Lu Qingran reached out to touch the little white tiger's head, "Junior Sister Meng, is this... the spirit beast you just caught? Is it a little tiger? It's really cute!"
Meng Qi subconsciously took a step back, not wanting her senior sister to touch her little white tiger.
"Uh..." Lu Qingran was a little hurt, "Junior Sister, can I pet him? He's really cute!"
"Tianfeng." She said, turning her head to look at Chu Tianfeng, "Is it the little spirit pet you helped Junior Sister Meng catch?"
There are quite a few cultivators who raise spirit beasts as spiritual pets in the Three Thousand Worlds, but most of them are above the golden core period cultivators.
Spirit beasts are not mortal things, and practitioners in the Qi training and foundation building stages may not even be able to catch up.
Even if they catch up, they will not be their opponents, let alone catch them.
Lu Qingran took it for granted that it must be Chu Tianfeng's help that Meng Qi could catch this cute little white tiger.
Chu Tianfeng looked at Lu Qingran with some disappointment.
He followed Meng Qi all the time, and he couldn't see it more clearly.
With just one glance, the other party could tell that the little white tiger was injured and needed medical treatment.
Isn't it said that Lu Qingran's talent is still higher than that of Meng Qi
Can't you see it at all
"No." Chu Tianfeng said lightly, "The little white tiger is injured, Meng Qi picked it up, and he needs to be treated."
"That's it." Lu Qingran was a little envious, "Little white tigers are rare, junior sister is really lucky."
Meng Qi glanced at Lu Qingran indifferently.
She hugged the little white tiger and walked towards Qingfeng Valley: "I want to bandage his wound, so I'm going first."
Lu Qingran watched Meng Qi walk away enviously.
She sighed softly, and repeated: "Junior Sister Meng is so lucky, she can pick up such an auspicious beast when she goes out."
If it was before, Chu Tianfeng would definitely promise immediately that he would accompany her to catch one.
But now, he only felt that the sound was particularly harsh: "The little white tiger is injured, and it may not be cured. And..."
His eyes were slightly cold. Just a few days ago, he thought this girl was kind, brave and simple, far better than Meng Qi.
But now, he has remembered everything.
Those, the past that made him suffer so much that life would be worse than death.
When Chu Tianfeng heard the other party say such words again, he felt extremely disappointed, and his already disappointed heart became even colder: "The first time your junior sister saw the little white tiger, she only felt that the other party was pitiful and wanted to save him."
He slightly raised the corners of his lips, and spoke to Lu Qingran in such a sarcastic tone for the first time: "Perhaps, she would hope that the world is peaceful, free from disease, pain, injury, and disaster."
After Chu Tianfeng finished speaking, he didn't care about Lu Qingran's expression, and strode towards the direction Meng Qi left.