The little white and blue eyes were filled with tears. It hurt so much. Lan Xin also felt that she was experiencing pain that she had never experienced in her life, and felt that her wings might break and fall down at any time.

But she had no other choice at this time. If she fell down, the magma river would turn into gas, and even the ash was not left. Flying up with force, there would be a glimmer of hope, so she could only try it to the death.

Thinking of this, I could only say to Xiaobai in my heart: "I'm sorry, I want to live." It seems that Lan Xin's survival consciousness also infected Xiaobai. It no longer dragged its back and gave all its autonomy to Lan.

Heart.

Lan Xin silently recited her powerful wind spell, hoping to use the wind to easily use it. The little Feitian in her mind turned into a little Feitian white tiger without realizing it.

Could this be Xiaobai? It’s just that the wings of the little flying white tiger seem to be a little small and there are scars on it. Even if Lan Xin thought of the wind-talking curse, it was not as fast and steady as the previous tiny flying black tiger.

Lan Xin also felt that the power of the Wind Spell this time seemed not as powerful as before, and the idea of ​​using the wind to fly to the high place seemed a bit unrealistic.

But why? It’s impossible. I don’t know how many times I have helped myself. How could I lose my links at critical moments this time?

Lan Xin saw that the gravity could not be controlled anymore. Here, it seemed that the gravity field that his angel gene could control had completely failed.

The wings became weaker and the spirit became tired. Even the energy in the body was consumed extremely quickly in this trial place.

Lan Xin closed her eyes without believing in evil, and continued to recite the Wind Word Mantra silently. This time, she was surprised to find that the wings of the little flying white tiger in her mind had recovered with the naked eye, as if the Wind Word Mantra was healing its wounds.

Lan Xin guessed that it was Feng Yu who was treating the little flying white tiger in his mind, so the power in the real world was also weakened?

In this way, is the little flying white tiger in my mind recovering, and my own wind-talking spell can still work?

Just as I was thinking, I saw that the little flying white tiger in my mind had recovered, flying around in my mind like the little flying black tiger before.

Lan Xin didn't have to open her eyes, but she felt that the wings that had been waving mechanically had recovered. With the help of the mysterious and powerful wind spell, she soared up.

A sense of pride surged in her heart, and she felt her wings miraculously recover. She continued to fly up without hesitation, and her four legs jumped upwards. In this way, she returned to the previous water again without any danger.

Curtain cave.

Lan Xin controlled Xiaobai's body to fall steadily into the water curtain cave, and then she realized that she was weak and her legs were sore that she couldn't stand.

She quickly forced herself to come to the hot spring, lowered her head, looked at Xiaobai on the water, and drank it in big mouthfuls.

The warm spring water slowly turned the energy in her body back again, and her already hungry stomach was also satisfied. She was about to take another sip, but she felt a trance.

After a darkness, she opened her eyes and saw the blood-red world in front of her. She was still in Xiaobai's stomach, lowered her head and looked at the silver-white armor that appeared on her body at some point. Lan Xin also felt inexplicable.

I stood up and found myself in the water. It should be the hot spring I just drank. It felt quite warm. After moving, I felt that the armor on my body was extremely light, but it didn't look ordinary. The round white on my chest

The tiger head looks quite majestic, but relatively speaking, the armor still seems a bit simple.

It was just a large piece of metal armor that protected the front and back upper bodies, and the lower body was barely close to the knees. There were a pair of metal knee pads, a pair of metal wrist guards, and a thin mask-like thing on his face.

Lan Xin looked at it for a while, but she didn't know how it came about. But compared to the armor given by the master treasure before, she still liked her current outfit more.

Although it is simple and looks like a soldier's outfit, it is silver-white after all, and looks good in material. You can even sense that it can provide you with some energy.

Does this armor have the effect of enhancing strength? Thinking of this, Lan Xin suddenly thought about it, and the pair of snow-white wings appeared behind him. It just felt that the wings seemed to be accompanied by armor and were tightly attached to the armor.

Lan Xin admired her outfit and expressed her satisfaction. She touched her with her hands and felt that the armor was a bit hard and soft white tiger hair in some places. Could it be that this armor is related to Xiaobai?

I remembered that Xiaobai's mother, whom I saw in a coma, seemed to be the King of Feitian Black Tiger, so I accidentally contracted Xiaobai and got this armor?

Lan Xin was stunned. In her impression, the contract of Feitian Black Tiger had to go through family selection and duel with Feitian Black Tiger, and the most powerful warriors could get their recognition and complete the contract.

I just experienced an adventure that I couldn’t understand, and I met Xiaobai. I met Xiaobai with the blood of the flying black tiger, and just happened to catch it awakening, so I accidentally formed a contract with it?

I remembered the brilliant light emitted by the blood fusion between the two sides before. I also remembered the tenth aunt in the clan who had said that the warrior who needed a wind-talking spell for the contract of the High-level Flying Black Tiger. She also felt a smoky cloud in her mind, sometimes happy, and sometimes frowning

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They are all flying black tigers, but they are so arrogant and white tigers. Uh, they feel so different!

But after thinking about it, I felt that I was ungrateful. It was already very good to have a contract beast, and I was picky about it.

After some ideological struggle, Lan Xin gradually accepted the fact that Xiaobai became her contract beast. She sat cross-legged again because there was no one to guide her how to get along with the Feitian Tiger, so she could only grop on her own.

He silently recited the Fengyu Mantra in his heart and practiced constantly. He had just drunk a lot of hot springs, and it seemed that he had an influence. Now that the Yuanli is quite sufficient, Lan Xin continued to let the Fengyu Mantra act on the little Feitian White Tiger in his mind.

Sure enough, after a long time, the energy in the hot spring in Xiaobai's belly was absorbed by Lan Xinyi and turned into ordinary water. The image of the little flying white tiger in Lan Xin's mind also changed.

She saw a small person demonstrating his martial arts, as if he was teaching himself how to fight side by side with the Feitian Black Tiger.

Combination, control flight, exchange of thoughts, armored combat, cooperative combat... So many skills were displayed in Lan Xin's mind, and Lan Xin also watched and learned seriously.

Lan Xin was immersed in the wonderful learning journey, marveling at the precious wealth left by his ancestors to his descendants, and feeling more and more honored for his family.
Chapter completed!