Meng Qi: "???"

She just wanted the other party to swear that he would not betray the little white tiger.

But before she could react, Chu Tianfeng's hand on his chest flashed with a faint red light.

Instantly submerged into his own body.

Is this... the oath successful?

Meng Qi's first reaction was to look up at the sky, always feeling that a catastrophic thunder would strike in the next second.

Tiandao wants to protect his own daughter again and punish her, this little cannon fodder.

Fortunately, Langlang cleared it and there was no change.

Meng Qi's second reaction was to look at Chu Tianfeng suspiciously——

This guy wouldn't want to withhold money, would he?

But she quickly rejected the idea herself.

The Young Palace Master of Fentian Palace will not be reduced to the point where she needs to default on her debts.

She fainted!

She just wanted Chu Tianfeng to swear on his soul not to reveal anything about Little White Tiger.

Meng Qi wouldn't believe it even to death that this little medicine knife of hers could be such a powerful deterrent.

It can make people as proud as Chu Tianfeng bow their heads.

What's more, Chu Tianfeng had already gently pushed away the silver medicine knife and slowly stood up.

The potency of the medicine was limited, but he was a golden elixir cultivator after all, so he recovered quickly.

"You..." Meng Qi took a step back and stayed away from him, "Were you kidding just now?"

If she remembered correctly, what Chu Tianfeng just did was...a 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 vows and giving up on the great path from now on.

Because the original level of cultivation will fall to the bottom, and it will be rejected by the world, and it will be difficult to make any progress.

Chu Tianfeng stood up straight.

He raised his eyes to look at Meng Qi, his black eyes like cold stars.

His gaze was so penetrating that it was impossible to see through his inner thoughts.

The young man raised his chin proudly: "What do you think?"

"I don't need such an oath." Meng Qi frowned and waved her hands, with disgust on her face, "I just need you to swear that you won't tell others about Little White Tiger."

In fact, she has never really seen what Soul Oath is about.

I just felt that Chu Tianfeng could make the oath so easily, and Fentian Palace should have a way to lift it.

Otherwise, wouldn't their young palace master's life fall into the hands of an ordinary cultivator like himself?

"Let's start over." Meng Qi said.

Chu Tianfeng's eyes were as bright as paint, and he looked at Meng Qi without blinking.

His face turned slightly red: "Soul Oath, how is it possible to come back?!"

Meng Qi: "..."

"But I don't need it." She looked at Chu Tianfeng and took a step back, "I just need you to swear that you won't tell anyone about Little White Tiger."

Meng Qi said it sincerely.

Not to mention the close relationship between Chu Tianfeng and Senior Sister Lu Qingran.

Even if these things are put aside, Meng Qi does not need such a troublesome and proud young man by her side.

"Without the restrictions of the soul oath, I will tell what happened today." Chu Tianfeng was silent for a moment and then said suddenly.

"Just tell people when you see them." He blushed and continued: "In less than three days, I guarantee that everyone within a three hundred mile radius of Qingfeng Valley will know that you picked up a little white tiger monster.

"

Meng Qi: "..."

Chu Tianfeng is truly a proud man of heaven and has a high talent for cultivation.

For as long as he can remember, wherever he goes, he is surrounded by stars and held in the palm of his hand.

When he grows up, whether he is a disciple of Fentian Palace or a young female cultivator he meets while practicing outside, he will generally be willing to get close to him.

Some are bolder and more enthusiastic, and will even take the initiative to show their kindness.

Chu Tianfeng never thought that one day he would take the initiative to make a soul oath to others, and would be so disliked.

He even threatened the other party in such a shameless way to make the other party reluctantly accept his oath.

Chu Tianfeng's face burned badly.

But even though his face turned red, the jar became more and more broken: "The oath has been made anyway, and I can't break it. If you have a way, you can break it."

Meng Qi: "..."

She stared at Chu Tianfeng without blinking: "I have no orders, and there will never be any in the future. You can leave."

"I won't leave." The corners of Chu Tianfeng's lips suddenly curled up.

He felt as if he had found a way to deal with Meng Qi.

"I will tell others when I leave that you picked up a little white tiger monster..."

"Okay, okay." Meng Qi waved her hand, "If you want to stay, you can stay."

She never knew that the young master of Burning Heaven Palace could be so shameless...

She endured it first.

There must be a way to deal with this guy.

The little white tiger's wound was still bleeding.

She didn't know what the relationship was between the little guy and that powerful man who looked very much like her mentor.

But Meng Qi believed what Chu Tianfeng said.

Although I didn't see it very clearly just now, the man in white robe in the picture raised his hand to kill the elder of Fentian Palace while he was distracted.

She saw the Big Dipper twinkling in the depths of his eyes.

Meng Qi took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the little white tiger.

The little white tiger is still lying lazily on the grass.

He probably does understand human speech and has given up struggling and escaping.

Meng Qi still held the small silver medicine knife in one hand.

Although this was after she was reborn, she refined it for herself during her Qi training period.

The grade is lower than the one she owned in her previous life.

But her mysterious mentor is truly strong in weapon refining.

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.

Even though Chu Tianfeng said that, she didn't completely let down her guard.

The flames that originally blocked the little white tiger have been extinguished.

Meng Qi knelt down on one knee and placed the medicine knife carefully next to 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 Chu Tianfeng's movement from the corner of her eye.

Then he stretched out his hand to hold the injured paw of the little white tiger again.

This time the other party didn't struggle and obediently placed his paw on her white palm.

The little white tiger stared at Meng Qi with his blue eyes for a moment, then lightly glanced at the silver medicine knife lying aside.

His eyes seemed to narrow slightly.

But he soon relaxed again.

"Little guy." Meng Qi took out a pill from the bracelet space and stuffed it into the little white tiger's mouth, "Your injury is very complicated, and I may not be able to cure it for you for the time being."

She touched the little white tiger's plush little head: "But don't worry, I will definitely cure you."

Meng Qi's voice is inherently soft and sweet.

Even if you speak seriously, it's hard to scare people.

The soft words at this time seemed to make the little white tiger relax a little more.

Even Chu Tianfeng, who was standing nearby, felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.

"So during this period, you can hide what's in your eyes..."

Meng Qi casually drew a spoon shape: "Don't let others discover your identity?"

There is actually not much difference between the little white tiger and the little tiger that can be used as a spiritual beast for cultivators in the Three Thousand Worlds.

It's just that the tiger, a spiritual beast in the Three Thousand Worlds, will not have the reflection of the Big Dipper in its eyes.

Demon cultivators rely on the power of the stars to practice.

The more powerful the demon cultivator clan is, the more powerful the shadow of the stars is.

Probably because he understood Meng Qi's words, the little white tiger's eyes dimmed slightly.

He closed his eyes and then opened them again, his blue eyes seemed to have become darker.

The eyes are no longer as deep as before, and the original Beidou shadow in the eyes has also been hidden.

Chu Tianfeng came over.

He lowered his head and looked at the little monster with an evil look in his eyes.

"I really can't feel any breath anymore." His voice was deep.

He knew it would be very difficult to stop Meng Qi from treating the injured.

This girl is obsessed with medical skills. It's one thing that she can't help but feel itchy when she encounters such a complicated injury.

The most important thing is that it is impossible for her to face death without saving her.

Chu Tianfeng couldn't understand it better.

The little white tiger glanced at him lazily.

With his indifferent eyes, he is obviously a cute, fluffy little guy.

Chu Tianfeng was stunned to see the full disdain in those blue eyes.

But Meng Qi had already leaned over to pick up the little white tiger, and kissed the little white tiger's semicircular plush ears: "You're so good."

Chu Tianfeng: "..."

"Let's call you Xiao Qi for now." Meng Qi added: "You will 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 on his ear just now, his whole body was surrounded by the fresh fragrance of medicine.

Fortunately, Meng Qi didn't intend to ask for his reply. She reached out and rubbed his furry little head again: "Don't worry, I will definitely cure you."

She hugged the little white tiger again to comfort her, and looked up at the spiritual 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 herbs and specially left the seeds.

When the time is right in the future, we can plant some.

Chu Tianfeng kept looking at her silently. It wasn't until Meng Qi picked up the little white tiger again and walked towards the way he came, that he quickly followed.

The two of them were silent all the way and returned to Qingfeng Valley.

At the gate of Qingfeng Valley, Lu Qingran had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Chu Tianfeng's figure finally appeared, she quickly walked up to meet him.

"Tianfeng." Lu Qingran was a little surprised to see that Chu Tianfeng came back with Meng Qi, "Junior Sister Meng."

She also nodded towards Meng Qi.

"Senior Sister Lu." Meng Qi responded flatly.

"This is..." Lu Qingran was quickly attracted by the little white tiger.

Like any girl who sees a stuffed cat, her eyes light up.

"So cute!" Lu Qingran stretched out her hand to touch the little white tiger's head, "Junior Sister Meng, is this... the spiritual 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 you let me touch him? He is really cute!"

"Tianfeng." She said and turned to look at Chu Tianfeng, "Is it the little spiritual pet you helped Junior Sister Meng capture?"

There are many cultivators in the Three Thousand Worlds who raise spiritual beasts as spiritual pets, but most of them are cultivators at the Golden Core stage or above.

Spiritual beasts are not ordinary things. Those who are practicing Qi training and foundation building may not even be able to catch up with them.

Even if they catch up, they won't be able to match them, let alone capture them.

Lu Qingran naturally felt that it must be Chu Tianfeng's help that Meng Qi could catch this cute little white tiger.

Chu Tianfeng glanced at Lu Qingran with some disappointment.

He had been following Meng Qi and could see it very 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 calmly, "The little white tiger was injured. Meng Qi picked it up and wanted to treat his injury."

"That's it." Lu Qingran was a little envious, "White tiger cubs are rare. Junior sister is so lucky."

Meng Qi glanced at Lu Qingran lightly.

She hugged the little white tiger and walked towards Qingfeng Valley: "I want to bandage his wound, so I'm leaving first."

Lu Qingran watched Meng Qi walk away with envy.

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 were before, Chu Tianfeng would definitely promise immediately that he would accompany her to catch one.

But now, he only felt that it sounded 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 past experiences that made him suffer so much that life would be worse than death.

Chu Tianfeng felt extremely disappointed when he heard the other party say such words again, and his already disappointed heart became even colder: "When your junior sister saw the little white tiger for the first time, she only felt that the other party was pitiful and wanted to save him."

He raised the corners of his lips slightly and spoke to Lu Qingran in such a sarcastic tone for the first time: "Perhaps she would prefer that the world be peaceful, free from illness, pain, injury and disaster."
Chapter completed!