Later, when they entered the inner hall, they only saw her and Long Ming killing Pluto, but they did not see Fanfan Jinduan and biting Pluto's Xuanbing armor. Naturally, they didn't know that the little white tiger was no longer what it used to be. What's even more interesting is that,
Those two sisters, who wanted to kill themselves, still didn't notice that they were disguised as men.
Murong Feixue didn't want to make the matter a big deal now, so she gave the little white tiger a cold look and silently took the little white tiger back into her hands. As Long Ming and the mercenary group prepared to continue on their way.
Unexpectedly, Murong Qiuqing and Murong Yeyao really wanted to get to know Long Ming, so they rushed up and blocked their way.
Murong Feixue's deep eyes narrowed with cold light. Finally she could bear it no more. With a cold expression, her red lips uttered a few words coldly: "Get out of the way, or you won't blame me for being rude to you."
"Don't leave so quickly!" Murong Yeyao looked at the little white tiger in Murong Feixue's arms with a look of unkindness, and mocked disdainfully: "It's so unsightly to treat such a useless pet as a treasure!"
After saying that, his eyes wandered from Long Ming's face for a while, and he said in a show-off manner: "Any pet beast I can pick out here is a hundred times stronger than yours!"
"Let me show you my pet beast, let you know what it means to be powerful!" He summoned his pet beast from the space ring.
In the blink of an eye, he saw a flash of light. It was Murong Qiuqing who released his magical beast from the monster bag. A fierce-faced and fanged Moon-Screaming Sirius appeared in front of everyone, with blade-like bristles all over its body.
Sharp fangs with a faint cold light protruded from the mouth. A pair of deep and bloodthirsty green eyes, as if they were about to eat people.
If Murong Yeyao hadn't held the chain around its neck, I would have been unable to bear it any longer and ran straight up to kill it.
"Did you see it? My monster has been fed Bi Ling Dan since he was a child. His talent is level six, and he can advance to the sixth level very quickly! In just two days, he will be able to advance to the sixth level!"
Someone in the mercenary group immediately exclaimed.
"This is actually a sixth-level spiritual beast! It still has a sixth-level talent value!"
"Yes...it's really rare! Those violent brown bears before were only considered to be third-level spiritual beasts, but this Moon Howling Sirius can hold up to dozens of them!"
"The main reason is that the talent value is also pretty good. Generally speaking, the talent value of Warcraft is at level 8 or 9. The talent value at level 6 is very good. It will be much faster to advance to the next level!"
Murong Feixue couldn't help but became slightly silent after hearing this. From the outside, his little white tiger looked like a soft pet cat compared with the Howling Moon Sirius. And he didn't know that his talent for rice was worth it.
No matter how long I waited, I couldn’t blame myself for seeing my little white tiger in the eyes of ordinary people...
But in fact, my little white tiger has long been a magical beast. If it wasn't covered in snow-white fur without mottled colors, which is too similar to the white light it currently emits when it attacks, people would have noticed that it was unusual.
Although I don’t know what the talent value of this little white tiger is, at least its level has already surpassed a sixth-level spiritual beast like the Howling Moon Sirius by a few blocks...
They are totally different...
Seeing Murong Feixue lowering his head to look at the little white tiger, Long Ming couldn't help but smile. His eyes full of unknown smiles seemed unpredictable.
The dandy disciples behind Murong Yeyao couldn't bear it anymore, their eyes were shining with excitement. They all agreed and summoned their pet beasts one by one. In an instant, they saw the light of the pet beasts being released one after another shining in front of their eyes.
