Meng Qitian smiled and said: "You are her summoned beast. If you are fine, she should be fine too."
The lives of the summoner and the summoned beast are connected. As long as something happens to one of them, the other will also be affected.
Seeing that the Scarlet Gold Holy Tiger was safe and sound and still leisurely, Meng Qitian was happy, but at the same time he felt slightly uneasy.
Could things go so smoothly? Did they all overestimate the strength of the Holy Lord before?
Or in these short few days, Huang Beiyue has integrated the incomplete volume of Heavenly Punishment and exerted its greatest effect?
When Xiaohu heard what he said, he shook his head quickly and howled a few times. He was a mythical beast, but he was not an adult, so he couldn't speak.
"What do you want to say?" Meng Qitian only saw him shaking his head. Although he was smart, he was not smart enough to understand animal language.
Xiaohu shook his head. He was arrogant by nature. Seeing that he couldn't understand, he would not babble a lot stupidly like Dream Weaver, so he continued to lie down and remain silent.
Meng Qitian looked at him, even more puzzled.
Of course he didn't know that Xiaohu actually wanted to tell him that Huang Beiyue had never made a contract with any beast other than Hongzhu.
They surrendered voluntarily, or like Wusha and the Sky-Swallowing Red Python, they were sealed by the beast-sealing talisman and driven by Huang Beiyue.
The place where Meng Qitian lives is very remote in the Guangyao Palace and relatively far from the Guangyao Palace, so what happens in the distance cannot be sensed here at all.
No, he should go out and take a look.
With serious injuries, Meng Qitian stood up with difficulty. When Xiaohu saw him getting up, he got up immediately. Huang Beiyue asked him to protect Meng Qitian, so he naturally had to fulfill his duty.
"Let's go out and see her." Meng Qitian said.
Xiaohu had also wanted to go out for a long time. He had been feeling depressed and wanted to run out immediately. However, seeing Meng Qitian's sick look, he had to lie down reluctantly and let Meng Qitian sit on his back.
"I'm sorry." Meng Qitian said with a smile, this red gold sacred tiger is a divine beast, and it is a rare honor to be able to ride on the back of a divine beast.
After he sat firmly, Xiaohu immediately ran out, the flames burning around him, but it was very fast, and he rushed out of the door and was outside.
After passing through a large forest, they arrived at the long steps in front of the Guangming Temple Square. Xiaohu ran up a few steps, and Meng Qitian suddenly said: "Stop!"
Xiaohu didn't want to leave him at first, but when he heard the urgency in his voice, he had to stop.
Meng Qitian slowly turned around and saw a figure running up quickly at the bottom of the steps. His movements were so fast that he was absolutely incomparable to others.
"Mo Lian?"
Recognizing that figure at a glance, Meng Qitian's heart skipped a beat, thinking that Mo Lian must not be allowed to take out all the Wuji Heavenly Locks and come to help the Holy Lord.
In that case, Huang Beiyue would be in danger.
Xiaohu knew Mo Lian and knew that this person always pestered Huang Beiyue, and Zhizhi also liked him quite a lot and often played with him, so when he saw him coming up, Xiaohu let out a "ouch" and asked Mo
Lian noticed him.
Mo Lian couldn't see, and Xiaohu knew it too.
Hearing that voice, Mo Lian suddenly raised her head and glanced in a hurry. Yes, it was indeed a look. The eyes were not without energy, but sparkling with energy!
Xiaohu was surprised, and Meng Qitian was also surprised.
